[Football] Anti-system

The music in the private room sounded a little loud, Scorpius had been in for too long, they didn't change the game, and continued to use Chinese characters to gamble on the other two rookies in the team.

The door suddenly slammed and was deliberately slammed shut.

Everyone turned their heads and watched Ronaldinho pull Scorpius out.

Both Rooney and Alan were a little confused, not knowing what Mr. Ronaldo, who took off his shirt on purpose, was going to do.

Mostly to rebel.

Scorpius, who was waiting impatiently, timidly hid behind Mr. Ronaldo, blinking a pair of beautiful violet eyes and looking at them: "Morning... good morning?"

Rooney and Alan looked at each other, neither of them dared to laugh directly.

The child is obviously drunk, not lightly drunk.

Cristiano glared at the two of them, then at Ferdinand, who was watching the fun, and quietly pulled Raskoppi's hand: "Don't pay attention to them."

"Why did you put a shirt on him?"

Also wear it backwards.

Rooney scratched his hair, feeling a little outrageous.It’s not like they haven’t seen each other take off their clothes in the locker room. They don’t want to see Chris with his upper body naked, and his shirt is really long, probably because it was pressed in a large part of his trousers before, even though Cristiano is very tall. Similar to Scorpius, this shirt still covers half of the black skirt.

How dare he ask why Scorpius is wearing a shirt!

Cristiano stared at him in disbelief: "Who told you to think of such a ghost idea, to wear a skirt for him? Are you crazy?"

Rooney brushed his hair with both hands, feeling that he was a little baffled and unreasonable: "Then you want to see me wear it? I can wear it too, but I'm afraid that you don't want to see it."

Ferdinand didn't quite understand why Cristiano could be so angry.

He and Rooney had even done something like pouring water into Sir Alex's favorite pair of shoes before, and they didn't feel that this level of prank was too much. Why can't they even let Scorpius wear a skirt now?

Although the skirt may be broken by him.

I am afraid Mr. Ronaldo would have laughed unceremoniously whether the dress had been worn by Hargreaves or by Ferdinand.

They just won the ball, and some innocuous pranks will only make the atmosphere more high, and can relieve their tension and calm their tense nerves.

But Scorpius can't.

It's not like they haven't done such a prank before.

I've done it before with sewing up a teammate's pants so he couldn't even fit them.

Only pranks on Scorpius will not work.

No way is no way.

"I don't see you wearing it. If this kind of thing doesn't work, then it won't work."

Alan shrugged, never expecting Cristiano's reaction to be so great.

But he didn't intend to let Scorpius go back dressed like this. It's a joke. Everyone in the team laughs at this kind of thing, and it's impossible to let others know.

Alan dug out the plastic bag that had been hidden long ago from under the sofa cushion, and raised his chin: "The spare pants."

Xiao Luo's expression was slightly relieved, and he nodded: "Don't do this next time, the prank is too much."

Gary Neville sat on the couch with his mouth covered, half-laughing.

Do you know that your feelings are too much?

Wasn't it you and Rooney who used to do evil in the locker room relying on Sir Alex Ferguson's favor?

Rooney didn't speak, watched silently as he pulled Scorpius back to the locker room, and couldn't help but raised his arms to embrace Ferdinand: "We lost a lot in this wave, we racked our brains to think of such a plan, but Scorpius Pi wearing this dress was not only seen by Ronnie alone, but also educated by him on the high ground of morality, and it was a big loss, he took advantage of all the benefits and pretended to be a good person.”

Alan interjected: "I remember that Scorpius has no Portuguese blood?"

Rooney glanced at him: "No, the household registration is originally from the UK, and Scorpius is also a mixed race back and forth between the three British islands. I checked it out before."

Ferdinand raised his hand: "I confess, the last person I saw who was taken care of so well by Chris was his ex-girlfriend."

Rooney shook his head: "No, of course not. It's impossible for a girlfriend to get this kind of treatment. I saw the goal clearly on the court today. Ronnie is familiar with shooting in that place, and he can score with his feet. It's a must." Scored a goal. As a result, it was sent directly to Scorpius without saying a word, and I would definitely not be able to do such a thing.”

Alan couldn't help complaining: "It was the two of you who cut my pants before, right? That time I was sitting in the locker room and couldn't go out, so the lord thought it was absent from work and fined me half a month's salary. I have never seen him so filled with righteous indignation, and this double standard is too exaggerated."

"Okay, what are you mumbling about?"

Ouchi raised his leg from behind and kicked the three of them on the buttocks: "Isn't this good? Sir Alex likes Ronnie, and Scorpius has more chances to play if he has a good relationship with him. England will be saved on the left. "

Rooney held his butt: "If you have a good relationship with me, you will have a chance to play."

There is a hammer.

You have a good relationship with everyone on the team.

He has a pretty good relationship with him. Alan glared at him: "One thing to say, if Scorpius is wearing a skirt and pulling my arm to act coquettishly, I will have to come out and scold you."

"Shouldn't you thank us first?"

"Thank you in private." Alan shrugged. "By the way, no one wants to see you in a skirt, Waza, except the reporter from The Sun."

Alcohol paralyzes people gradually.

It takes some time to be absorbed by the body.

Rum has a high alcohol concentration. When Cristiano dragged Scorpius back to the locker room, the alcohol had almost taken over the cerebellum, making Scorpius swayed in two steps, unable to stand still at all.

Not to mention whether he could put the trousers on himself.

Didn't damn Alan know that shorts were better?

Xiao Luo hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't take off the skirt on him first, but directly put on his pants.

The process alone was tough enough, let alone getting the skirt off him.

Scorpius blinked his eyes and looked at him, looking obedient, not at all like kicking his legs in the process of putting on pants, just not obedient.

Mr. Ronaldo rubbed his waist, he was kicked firmly just now, he gritted his teeth in pain but couldn't say anything.

I just want to bring him home as soon as possible.

But returning home does not mean the end of the trouble... Just as he led Scorpius into the house and closed the door, Cristiano was directly pressed against the wall by the force from behind: "Scorpius?"

This guy probably learned a lot of grappling skills, one hand pressed his wrists, the other arm pressed on his shoulders, and his knees pressed against his legs forcefully, making him immobile for an instant.

Before he even had time to turn on the light, in the darkness, in the silence, the senses seemed to be infinitely enlarged.

The warm breath with the smell of alcohol seemed to be able to wet his earlobes, making Cristiano tremble involuntarily.

Soon something really wets his earlobe.

Something warm and wet came up, it should be his tongue, and he licked his earlobe slowly like tasting French food, and carefully knocked the pair of diamonds on his earlobe with his teeth earrings.

Cristiano tried hard around his shoulders to break free from his restraints, but he couldn't resist being held down by him.

His brain was frantically sounding the alarm, knowing that the consequences of going on like this might not be good.

But the body's reaction was a little sluggish.

It was even inexplicable, as if there were two voices arguing in my heart: "You are not gay, push him away!"

"Anyway, I can't push it away, let's see what he wants to do first... Scorpius is not gay anyway, he is drunk after all."

In such a battle between heaven and man, Scorpius behind him suddenly let go of his arm: "This earring should be real. I tasted it. It's very hard. Plastic should be biteable and portable."

For some reason, Cristiano felt a little disappointed: "..." Is there something wrong with this idiot's brain?

He took a long breath to persuade himself not to argue with drunk people, raised his hand to find the location of the light, and turned on the light with a snap.

The light filled the room at once, but it couldn't fill his lost heart.

He felt a little lost for no reason, but he didn't know why.

Cristiano turned around and looked up at Scorpius who was thinking about something with his head down.

He was still wearing his shirt, and his blond hair fell softly on his shoulders.

His eyelashes were as long as a small fan, casting a shadow on his face, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

His appearance is delicate and feminine, but he is not a girl at all.

He was supposed to hate him, but he didn't know why.

Or maybe it's because he didn't hate him at all.

Attracted by his stunning facial features from the very beginning, I thought it was just a gender misunderstanding.

But he didn't expect that the next 10 minutes completely caught his attention.

He saw him as an opponent in an instant, and he was eager to try and beat him on the court.

Frustration and loss will appear on that always expressionless face, and he will tell him what a triumphant smile is.

But while he was aroused to be competitive, he was also aroused by curiosity.

Football is about bringing happiness to people.

Since he is not facial paralyzed, why doesn't he smile?Because you don't like football?

That insulted football, which Chris considered sacred.

Then he changed his view.

Depression.

He didn't know what he had suffered, but he didn't want to sympathize with him, he felt that sympathy might be an insult to him.

Everyone can see his competitive spirit, and he believes that in Scorpius' eyes, victory is the most important thing.

He has no sympathy for his opponents.

At the end of each game, he regarded him as his biggest opponent. Instead of paying attention to Milan's outstanding Kaka, he shifted all his attention to him.

They should be the same, the desire to win.

But with the deepening of contact.

Again he found that they were different.

He thought that Scorpius should be as dazzling, sought after, and superior as he showed.

As bright as those strange purple eyes.

He even thought that the so-called depression was just a lie.

But he discovers what he's hiding.

It's like no one can find him except for the time on the court.

What is he hiding himself in.

And no one seemed to notice such a strange thing except him.

It let him know that he was different to him too.

He often wondered what Scorpius took himself for?opponent?friend?or something else?

Then he calls for help.

Things are slowly, uncontrollably getting a little weird.

He began to pay attention to him involuntarily.

Follow all his games, follow all his news, follow his past, google his name over and over again.

Pay attention to his emotions.

The first thing he does when he wakes up every morning is to check his phone to see if Scorpius, who slept too late last night, has sent him a message.

He subscribed to Chelsea's newspaper, Trumpet joined Chelsea's forum.

He would call him after the game and smugly show off how many goals he had scored and how many assists he had made.Scorpius would hit back, telling him "I've scored more goals than you" or "Next time I'll do more than you".

And then he wouldn't just call him after the game, he'd tell him about himself.Maybe it was because of his outstanding performance in today's training match, or maybe he was complaining about the food in the restaurant and the annoying media.

...he really cared about him.

He should just be his...friend.

He tried to just think of him as a friend.

But things went from bad to worse.

So he would persuade himself not to go to Athens, but when he saw the live broadcast on TV, he desperately booked a ticket to Athens.

So he will try to keep himself from paying attention to his news during the holidays, pretending that he is only paying attention to the transfer news of Manchester United.But when he told him himself that he would transfer to Manchester United, he blurted out and invited him to his home.

He became his teammate, so he told himself, maybe this is what he wanted to do.He just wants to stand with the opponent he recognizes, he just wants to win.

If only that was the case.

This is what he thought when Scorpius in front of him raised his head and blinked his beautiful purple eyes with mist.

He didn't notice when he came up again, but Scorpius didn't hold him down as forcefully as before, but just leaned up like a small animal.

Does this guy want to bite the hell out of his other earring?

Cristiano preemptively raised his hand to hold both of his hands, intending to press him down on the sofa, tore off his clothes and threw him on the bed.

He didn't care if the drunk fell asleep or not, so he locked him in his room and threw him on the bed in the morning.

Thinking of this, he simply pushed him down on the sofa.

Scorpius shook his body, his completely paralyzed cerebellum couldn't control his balance at all, and he fell directly on the sofa, watching Cristiano blankly reaching for his shirt.

"Chris..." Scorpius blinked when he saw his profile under the light.

Cristiano responded casually, seeing that he still let him take off his shirt obediently, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, Scorpius blinked his eyes, and his thin lips puckered, and he began to cry: "Help me, Chris, help me, please..." Mr. Ronaldo froze with his arms pressing his upper body, and raised his head to look at him .

He immediately widened his eyes and looked at him in disbelief—Scorpius' arms, which had escaped from his restraint, wrapped around his neck, and he sat up suddenly with force on his waist and abdomen.

Those thin lips with a light cherry color found the target, with the aroma of rum.

Kissed his lips.

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