[Football] Anti-system

Chapter 151 Gifts

It snowed heavily in Moscow after the game, although Russian flights are not expected to be delayed, postponed or canceled because of the heavy snow.But the England players decided to stay in Moscow for an extra day, but try not to let the Russians find out that this group of guys wearing hats is the British guy who ruined their European Cup trip not long ago.

Anyway, Scorpius explained it to Cristiano like this: "I just want them not to recognize me."

Wrapped in a thick down jacket and wearing boots, he looks like a walking caterpillar. The velvet hat covers all the hair and large forehead, and the scarf and turtleneck sweater block the nose and mouth. Only a very recognizable pair remains. Du's purple eyes blinked.

Perhaps it was a trivial reason not to be recognized by others.

"goon, mylady, I almost believed you. Come on, I don't pretend to believe you because I'm afraid of the cold."

In comparison, the costumes of the Portuguese beside him are much simpler.

The same turtleneck, he only wore a leather jacket on the outside.Huge flakes of snow fell all over her shoulders in an instant, mingled with her blonde hair.Snow fell on even the long eyelashes.

The scarf draped over the shoulders was like an unimportant piece of fabric that did nothing to keep you warm.

Scorpius raised his eyebrows, a movement that made the stuffed hat fit a little less, and it didn't do anything because Cristiano could only see his eyes: "What did you call me? Say it again. "

With a smile.

"Mylady."

Classmate Xiao Luo was not afraid, and said with a smile: "Do you need me to warm your hands?" He took off his gloves and stretched out his hand towards Scorpius. The snowflakes fell on his palm, which soon turned into sparkles. water stains.

Scorpius continued to raise his eyebrows calmly, and cunning flashed in his purple eyes.But he still put his hand on his hand: "The young man is still in good health, and his body is resistant to cold."

He pulled him towards the side of the road, as if he suddenly became interested in the shops on the street.

Cristiano's hands were indeed as hot as a stove, and his temperature could be felt through a layer of gloves.

"young people?"

Cristiano flicked the wet hair that fell on his forehead, and let him pull him to nowhere: "I'm older than you, young man."

"is it?"

Scorpius raised the corners of his lips: "I thought you were only three years old. You would be so naive as to call me lady."

As he spoke, he quickly pushed Cristiano Ronaldo, and before he could react, he pushed the tree behind him violently, and then quickly moved away quickly.

The thick snow that had piled up on the trees fell instantly, covering Cristiano's head and body profusely.Let him instantly become white, like Santa Claus who only works one day a year.

"Scorpius Westin!"

The coldness pierced through the fabric of his clothes and made him shiver. He was so angry that he yelled his name. He couldn't believe that he would do such a childish thing.I am afraid that the only three-year-old is obviously him.

The two people who were fighting were somewhat conspicuous, but now when he called his name, more Russians turned their attention to the two.

Like wondering if this is an outraged Russian fan or an annoying England fan?

The two of them didn't look too Russian, but the tone didn't sound too celebratory.

"No need to go around calling your favorite player?"

Scorpius, who quickly avoided the "artificial snow", shouted loudly, took off his gloves and quickly squeezed a snowball and threw it at him.

Mr. Ronaldo, who had covered his head covered with batter and covered his face with snow, was hit straight, wiped his face twice with his snow-covered sleeves indiscriminately, and rolled up a snowball not to be outdone: "Who likes Scorpius? Westin? I just like Hiddink and I don't like him."

"Well, heavy mouth, as expected of you."

Scorpius was quick and short, dodging his snowball attack: "What a pity."

Classmate Cristiano relied on less clothes and more agile movements. He grabbed a handful of snow and rushed towards him: "Try the authentic Russian smoothie!"

Although he can't beat Alan, Scorpius believes that he is more than enough to deal with a Portuguese kid who is fighting five scum.While he was not paying attention, he stretched out his legs and tripped him, and raised his arms around his waist to prevent him from falling.

There was an obvious smile in his eyes, and he approached his earlobe: "It's a pity, I wanted to tell you for Scorpius Westin."

"Tell me what?"

Cristiano looked up at him, as soon as he got close, the tightly wrapped Scorpius' breath became very hot.

Scorpius lowered his voice and deliberately elongated the ending: "Tell you..." The low and magnetic voice makes it easy to get intoxicated, indulging in the intimate chuckle from his chest, indulging in the love mixed in his voice and joy.

"He likes you too and wants to be with you forever."

He quickly felt the wetness on Cristiano's body with the arm around his waist, and the cold wind made people shiver.

Therefore, before Cristiano was shy because of his words for a few seconds, the Northern Irishman supported him to stand still. Before Cristiano could react, he quickly pulled away the thick down that was wrapped around his body like a quilt Clothes, wrapped his whole body in.

"You look like Captain America who was just rescued from the ice."

Scorpius disliked, shivering because of the coldness on his body, but hugged him even harder, wrapping him in the down jacket.

"Isn't it a good thing you did?"

Mr. Ronaldo condemned his behavior mercilessly and gave him a stern look.But he saw the corners of his lips curling into a smile, crashing into those strange purple eyes.

There is nothing in those eyes, only his figure is reflected in them.Like drowning in a dreamy deep sea, like a remains buried deep in amethyst, like a flying insect wrapped in amber.

immersed in it.

"Shouldn't you blame yourself for not avoiding it? You should reflect on why I can avoid you but you can't."

Not long after being wrapped in a down jacket, the Portuguese became as warm as before.

Scorpius pressed the brim of his hat, and comfortably rubbed against his shoulder twice.

Cristiano felt a little itchy when his broken hair rubbed against him, and he turned his head involuntarily: "Aren't you afraid of being photographed?"

"I guess they can only recognize you. I'm dressed so tightly that the reporters might not be able to tell whether I'm human or not. Maybe they think I'm your new girlfriend."

Cristiano raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you?"

"...that word is pronounced as boyfriend, pronounce it with me, boyfriend. Your English is really terrible... ouch!"

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Ronaldo quickly raised his hand and stuffed the snowball into his collar: "surprise!"

The aftermath of the snowball fight saw the two sitting in the hotel where the England team was staying, shivering in blankets in front of the fireplace with hot cocoa in their arms.Cristiano's hair was completely soaked in snow water, but the curly hair was still curled up on the top of his head.

"Ah, I almost forgot to ask. What are you doing in Russia? Even the wives who accompanied the team didn't come in such a cold day."

The flames burning in the fireplace made a crackling sound, and Scorpius looked sideways at him while putting the iron fork with cotton candy on it.

"Watch your game. Otherwise, can you still watch Wazza? It's not really to watch Hiddink."

"What catches your eyes?"

Scorpius took out the roasted turmeric marshmallow and sandwiched it between the biscuits and handed it to him. When it was handed to him, he withdrew his hand and bit off most of it.

It made Cristiano kick his bench leg angrily.

"It's all about you... Well, it's so delicious, you really should try it."

Scorpius continued indistinctly: "It caused me to fall twice."

"What does it matter to me that you wrestle?"

Cristiano took his wrist and ate the remaining bit of biscuit sandwiched with marshmallow with his hand.

The taste is really good, the marshmallows are soft and not greasy, and the biscuits are not sweet, to be precise, there is no taste.Most of them are deliberately selected materials.

Great taste, but too little.

He licked the corner of his lips to taste the aftertaste, and the more he licked, the more he felt that it should be sweet.

"I was so nervous watching you from the stands, my heart was pounding."

Scorpius spoke righteously, withdrew his hand and licked his fingertips covered in biscuit crumbs: "So I fell, and it's all your fault."

"Is nonsense doing you any good?"

It was clearly the artificial turf's fault.

"Of course. Like getting my birthday present as compensation."

Cristiano was helpless: "Isn't your birthday tomorrow? Can't you wait patiently for a few more hours?"

Scorpius raised his chin, put the hot cocoa in his hand on the table, leaned towards him and lowered his voice: "Believe me, you wouldn't be patient with a kiss."

That really wouldn't be very patient.

But "You thought I'd give you a kiss for your birthday?"

Is it too old-fashioned and insincere?

"I bet no matter what you send, there will be a kiss as a gift."

Scorpius winked at him. "A kiss is included, even if it's a day of snowball fights, Chris."

He didn't really expect much from Chris's birthday present, the guy most likely sent him a dozen briefs.

Cristiano snorted softly, understanding that he was questioning his level of gift selection.

Could it be that he thought that he was the best at picking gifts?Obviously only earrings will be given.

The Portuguese fumbled for a small unattractive box in his coat, and he raised the corners of his lips, intending to open his eyes to Scorpius: "Your birthday present."

This really surprised Scorpius, the size didn't look like a watch and tie.He doesn't have pierced ears, could it be a ring?

"It's too early to propose now, Mr. Ronaldo."

But he still watched curiously as Cristiano opened the small box.

What lay on the velvet was indeed a ring.

To be precise, it was a silver ring.Its appearance is not good, and there is no pattern carving on the outer ring.There is only one depression below the plane that seems to be inlaid with gemstones, and there is a small hole in the middle.

Scorpius raised his eyebrows and let him hold his hand and put the ring on his index finger.Pore ​​facing down.

Immediately afterwards, he took off the amethyst earrings that he always wore on the earlobe, carefully peeled off the upper part of the earrings that he had taken for processing at some time, and took out the lower part of the gemstone that was connected to another Short and thin handle.Just enough to fit into the hole in the ring.

Scorpius looked at his palm, then at the ring on the base of his index finger, not quite understanding what he meant.

Cristiano raised his head and kissed the corner of his lips: "I want you to know that I care about you. The color of this earring is too similar to your eyes. So I treat it as a part of you, eating and sleeping I want to wear it all the time when I'm on the field, when I'm training, when I'm in the shower.”

"So..." Scorpius looked down at him, if that's the case, why did you give it back to him?

Cristiano restrained his smile, looked up into his eyes seriously, but pressed Scorpius' fingers with his hand to make him clench his fist.The amethyst embedded in the ring was wrapped in Scorpius' palm.

"But... I was thinking after that Champions League game. Maybe you care so much about winning or losing because of the system, but you seem to only care about the honor of the club, the manager and your team-mates, but not yourself. That goal may have been true. Will ruin your future, I want you to value yourself as much as I care about you and you care about me."

So the design of this ring is that as long as he curls up his fingers, he can completely wrap the amethyst in his hand.

"As for me, I can sneak it back and wear it now and then."

Cristiano lowered his head and kissed the ring on his hand again: "I'll trade it for you to be by my side, from Monday to Sunday."

"well said."

Scorpius raised his eyebrows: "But I have reason to suspect that the design of this ring implies something else."

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