Football God.

Ronaldo didn't know that someone was watching him silently, and he looked a little dazed when he got out of the car.

In fact, starting from the afternoon, when his attending doctor told him that he would be transferred to Leeds United soon, the first thing Ronaldo did was to speed up the pace.

Like, he's going tonight!

Dolores was in favor of the move.

Now Dolores can be regarded as half a fan of Heinrich. In fact, the concept of football for Mrs. Good has always been a way to help families improve their lives. She has a genius son, and she is his fan.

Now Ronaldo has found a young man who looks very good. This young man has left a good impression on Dolores. The good lady agrees that Heinrich is right in everything he does.

Since the Manchester United club agreed to allow Chris to go there, of course she would not stop her, and even agreed to allow Ronaldo to go there for treatment.

However, Dolores also paid special attention to Mendes' reaction, and found that Mendes was also affirmative.

After all, for Mendes, Ronaldo's health is the first. He may worry about the relationship between Leeds United and Manchester United, but this is also because he wants to ensure that Ronaldo leaves Manchester Hospital and goes to Leeds United. There will be no worries about being followed or intercepted on the road.

In addition, Mendes has unlimited trust in Heinrich.

Think about it, a loving, moral, decent and noble Heinrich is simply the most suitable and trustworthy person, isn't he?

So, Mendes drove Ronaldo all the way, followed by a car sent by Leeds United, equipped with three doctors to deal with any accidents.

Simply, there is no trace of any whereabouts on the road.

Naturally, Mendes didn't know that most of the credit should be credited to Jarvis. It is not an easy task to turn all the cameras and cut off the power from time to time.

It was the first time Ronaldo came to Leeds United on a non-match day, and it was also the first time he came to the rear area of ​​Leeds United.

When he walked down, he looked left and right, and at a glance he saw the "training center" coveted by countless media and clubs!

Inside, there are black-tech tactical practice rooms, rehabilitation rooms, indoor training grounds, and a large medical room that has never been photographed by reporters.

But all the excitement couldn't match the person who walked far away towards him.

"Edel!" Ronaldo waved at Heinrich, and Mendes pressed his hand down the next second.

The Portuguese agent glared at Ronaldo: "You have not recovered from your injury yet. The doctor told you not to make large movements. Everything must be checked and treated before you can do it. Have you forgotten?"

If it was normal, Ronaldo would definitely answer a few words, but now he nodded honestly, standing there, staring at Heinrich without blinking.

It was clear that they met during the day, and even had a wonderful kiss, but after only a few hours, seeing Heinrich again now feels like the excitement of reunion after a long absence?

Heinrich naturally felt Ronaldo's hot gaze. He walked over quickly and held Ronaldo up.

Mendes thought that Heinrich was worried about Ronaldo's body, but Heinrich lowered his head slightly and said softly: "You came quickly, Chris, I admit that I miss you a little bit."

Ronaldo raised his eyebrows, looked at the relieved Mendes, and then at the expressionless Bertram, then lowered his voice: "You are not afraid, Jorge..." See come out?

Heinrich smiled faintly: "If you can see it, you have already seen it, our manager, you are too honest."

Jorge - Honest Man - Mendes said to Heinrich without any psychological burden: "Sir Ferguson has already sent Chris's information to your mailbox, I hope it can be useful for the next inspection. I won't stay in Leeds any longer, Adrian, please take care of Chris."

Heinrich smiled gently and modestly: "I will."

Mendes looked at Ronaldo again: "This time you will temporarily stay at Adrian's house, don't cause trouble for him, especially... don't let the media take pictures, you know?"

Ronaldo naturally had no objection, and he took advantage of the opportunity to stop Heinrich's waist, doing what a patient should look like.

Bertram took Ronaldo's luggage, Mendes left quickly, and Jarvis also drove Heinrich's car out of the underground garage.

While Bertram was going to put his luggage, Ronaldo said softly: "You scared me, Adrian, this is the first time I heard of people being transferred from the hospital to the club."

"Now you heard it, Mr. Ronaldo, congratulations on becoming the No. 1 in history." Heinrich smiled lightly, and reached out to touch Ronaldo's hair.

No hairspray, which is fine.

Ronaldo didn't move. After all, this is the Leeds United club. Even if it's dark, he won't do anything rash.

But after sitting in the back seat of the car with Heinrich, after making sure that the window was up and the outside could not be seen, he grabbed Heinrich by the collar and pulled it towards himself. Precisely kissed the corner of the man's lips.

A shallow kiss, neither intense nor deep, it breaks at the touch of a touch.

However, Heinrich still looked at Ronaldo in surprise, as if he didn't know why he did this.

"I want to kiss you." Ronaldo smiled when he spoke, his expression calm.

Heinrich also laughed, to be honest, he didn't know why he was laughing, but when he saw the man in front of him curling his mouth, Heinrich couldn't help but want to laugh.

People in the love period can't always speculate with common sense.

Bertram glanced in the rearview mirror, feeling that this would be a kind of harm to his single self, and unconsciously glanced at Jarvis.

The artificial intelligence silently raised the black baffle between the front and rear seats.

Bertram tilted his head and glanced at Jarvis floating above the navigation: "Thank you."

Jarvis said politely, "You're welcome."

After starting the car, the car quickly disappeared into the night.

It's just that what they don't know is that Kaka has seen the whole thing just now, at least before they got into the car.

The Brazilian closed the book in his hand, took off his glasses, folded his hands in front of him, and didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, he took out his phone and looked at his memo again.

From May to July next year, Heinrich's baby will be born.

Kaka drew a key mark on this record. He had some guesses in his mind, but this guess was not certain, after all, it was too bold.

Even before getting into the car, Heinrich and Ronaldo looked like good friends and did not act too intimately, but Kaka just felt that there was a little difference between them.

To describe it, it has an aura...that always feels like the sky is about to scatter flower petals.

But there are some things he can't ask, and he can't say, he can only wait.

After all, personal love life will not affect the club, and Kaka does not discriminate in this regard, and his first thought is still——

If your coach and Ronaldo are really a bit...will this affect Heinrich's future career plans?

Hope not.

Just when Kaka put the phone away, he heard Ozil's voice behind him: "Ricardo, Ricardo! I'll accompany you to pick up Luca!"

Kaka stood up and looked back, and saw Özil's big smiling face and big eyes occupying one-third of his face.

In fact, Ozil has saved enough money to buy a house. In Leeds United, it is too easy to earn bonuses. In addition, the Heinrich family has also dabbled in the real estate industry. After several discounts, the price is shockingly cheap.

But this still can't stop Ozil from running to Kaka's house. He basically goes home every day, puts his things away, and then runs to Kaka, and then goes to find Kaka. The children are playing.

Occasionally, I would bring Shaquille Van Persie, who lives in the youth training camp, with me. The five cuties are really happy together!

Kaka didn't refuse when she heard the words, she stood up with a smile, and said, "Mesut, if you like children, you can consider a beautiful relationship."

Ozil scratched his head: "I like children. I like anyone's children. It doesn't have to be my own,..."

Kaka didn't force her, took her bag, walked over and said, "Still staying at my house tonight?"

"Hmm! Can I sleep with Luca?"

"If you can convince Ettoq, yes."

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After sending the two of them to Heinrich's doorstep, Bertram drove away.

Heinrich took Ronaldo's box and entered the door, but when Ronaldo wanted to come by himself, Heinrich refused: "Okay, Mr. Ronaldo, before the injury on your forehead heals, these You don't need to do anything."

Ronaldo followed Heinrich and entered the door all the way.

It's already late at night, and when Tom saw Ronaldo, he let out a lazy "meow", as if he was used to this dark guy, he balled himself up after shouting, and crawled on the cat crawl The top of the rack continues to sleep.

Although Ronaldo still faints now and then, it's not serious. He walked into the kitchen with ease, opened the refrigerator, and asked Heinrich: "Are you hungry?"

Heinrich took out a button and said, "It's okay, are you hungry?"

"Well, I'll fry two slices of bread, you go to the sofa and wait."

Heinrich was a little worried: "Can you do this now?"

Ronaldo smiled: "My preliminary inspection has passed. In fact, many simple things can still be done, but it is still difficult to play football. Don't worry."

Heinrich seemed to be convinced, and put a somewhat exaggerated button next to Ronaldo: "Press it if you feel uncomfortable, you know?"

"it is good."

After Heinrich went out, Ronaldo took out a piece of bread, poured some milk, put the bread in to soak, then dipped in egg wash, and slid into the pan.

It is cooked quickly, without cheese or other high-calorie sauces, so it is necessary to be restrained at night.

After finishing it and putting it on the plate, Ronaldo went to cut some lettuce and tomatoes and put them in the bowl.

The slices of bread are Heinrich's, and the lettuce is his own.

But when he went out with the plate, what Ronaldo saw was the blond man who was already lying on the sofa and fell asleep.

He had already taken off his suit jacket and was only wearing a shirt. Heinrich lay on the sofa with his legs curled up, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he didn't seem to be sleeping very peacefully.

No one knows this person better than Ronaldo. He will never put himself in an embarrassing situation. Even when he sleeps at night, he will lie on his side or on his back in a way that puts the least pressure on his heart. , putting his hands obediently in front of his body, it looks like it was played in a TV series...

But now he can lie down and sleep directly, it may only be because he is too sleepy.

Ronaldo's hands tightened, and it occurred to him that Heinrich must be very nervous before the game, because he was worried that he would go to Manchester to see him, and then rush back, which would greatly reduce his rest time.

His Edel, these two days must have been hard.

Putting the plate on the dining table, Ronaldo untied the apron and put it aside, and walked over quickly.

"Edel, Edel, may I carry you to the bedroom to sleep..."

Bending down to call Heinrich, Heinrich opened his eyes a little, saw that it was Ronaldo, smiled lightly, but turned around, rejected Ronaldo's suggestion to hug him, and put himself on the sofa Hidden deeper.

Ronaldo couldn't, so he had to bend down to hug him, but felt dizzy.

When he came back to his senses, he had already sat on the sofa.

And Heinrich, who was leaning over, lay on his lap, and yawned softly.