[Football] Son of God Raiders Manual

Although he has made up his mind to make some changes, Kaka is still at a loss as to exactly what to do, but it is definitely good to get closer to this person step by step and build a good relationship, after all, food is eaten in one bite!

After thinking about it silently, Kaka walked in with a smile, the expression on her face so natural that she really looked like a warm friend who just came to visit her best friend.

"Congratulations on your victory, that goal was beautiful. But how is your leg? I saw the opponent's No.11 attacking you several times." He has been honed for half a season in Serie A, which focuses on defense. Kaka obviously couldn't forget the kick he saw before. This kid has just entered the battlefield, so don't get hit.

Cristiano, who was sneaking behind the man, blinked, and then realized that he was worried about whether he was injured. The man who felt that the other party was making a fuss raised his leg to signal the other party to look.Because it was August, Cristiano was wearing loose short pajamas, and he didn’t seem to be wearing anything underneath. When he raised his feet, he suddenly felt that he might see something he shouldn’t see, so he made a quick decision and buried his head carefully. After pinching the man's calf, he immediately stood up and coughed lightly, "It seems that there is no problem at all."

"Of course there is no problem at all." Cristiano felt a little baffled, but considering that this guy is usually very dull and it seems that this time he really cared about him and came here from Italy, he decided that the adults should forgive him a lot Guy's not normal.Cristiano, who felt that he was really a good person, put down his legs and took a sip of milk generously. After Kaka finally calmed down, he smiled again when he looked up and saw his face.

"What's the matter with you?" It's really hard to understand why my sweetheart always acts strangely, Cristiano patted him on the shoulder and felt that he was really cool and witty in comparison.The person he patted on the shoulder pointed to his lips with trembling shoulders. "Cris, you...have a white beard!"

Cristiano subconsciously licked his lips and hurried to look in the mirror. He didn't notice the expression on his little friend when he licked his lips. When he finally finished processing the milk foam on his mouth, he put down the spatula in his hand After turning around, his friend still couldn't help laughing behind him.

"Stop laughing." Pushing him angrily, Cristiano suddenly remembered something. "Did you come here without breakfast?" Kaka rubbed her stomach, and the expression on her face suddenly became a little shy. "I ate a little on the plane." Two sandwiches and a glass of boiled water, but obviously although the calories may be enough, this cannot meet the physiological needs of a football player who is growing - not to mention that he has been eating since last night. I didn't eat anything.Cristiano, who knew that his little friend was not full, silently pushed him onto the chair and gave him a fierce look: "Sit down, wait for me."

Kaka watched as Cristiano filled the quilt in his hand with milk and put the milk in front of him. Then he pulled on his slippers and went into the kitchen, not knowing what to do.Before the boy came out, Kaka subconsciously rubbed the cup in her hand, and then couldn't help laughing.

This boy handed him the cup he had drunk without any precaution.

So when Alma went downstairs, she saw a young man who seemed to have walked out of an oil painting sitting at the dining table in her house, holding a milk cup in his hand and sipping milk with a smile, as if he was holding fine wine It was like liquid jade, and his eyes had been staring intently at one direction. Alma followed those eyes and saw only the half-open door of her kitchen.

Kaka felt that someone was staring at him, but when he turned around, he saw a young girl with disheveled clothes and fluffy hair standing at the stairs, staring at him dumbfounded.After being stunned for a while, Kaka finally remembered that the other party should be Cristiano's sister, who came to accompany him, and nodded with a polite smile: "Good morning, Sister Alma."

Cristiano, who was struggling to make a breakfast in the kitchen, suddenly heard his sister screaming, and when he hurriedly poked his head out, there was another loud noise, which may have been a door upstairs that was brutally murdered.

Cristiano looked in the direction of the stairs, and then at Kaka standing there looking a little dazed. "What happened?" Kaka could only shake his head. "I don't know very well...Maybe I scared your sister."

Thinking of his family's informal appearance at home, and his sister always paying attention to her image in front of handsome guys, Cristiano nodded understandingly and retreated to the kitchen again: "Wait for me for another 2 minutes."

Considering the relationship between the figure and physical fitness that a football player needs to maintain, Cristiano made a vegetable and fruit salad, fried an egg and made a sandwich, and the Brazilian seemed very surprised when he brought it to Kaka, "Cris How can you make this?" Then expressing his displeasure, "Vegetable salad! Sandwiches! Isn't there anything else?"

To this, Cristiano responded with a bright smile.

"The breakfast at Manchester United Club is just a vegetable and fruit salad, a glass of milk, and at most a mashed potato and a banana. Lunch is cereals, bananas, apples and other fruits and cereals, a fried egg, and a A serving of mashed potatoes. Dinner is a variety of pies, sandwiches, and the famous British dish Stargazing Pie. If you want, I can add a Stargazing Pie for you. The fish my mother bought yesterday is guaranteed to be fresh."

What else can the Brazilians say?He could only quietly lower his head and eat breakfast. Cristiano sat next to him, seeing the milk glass set aside, he picked it up and continued to drink naturally, Kaka raised his head and hesitated to speak. "What's the matter, eat." The Portuguese drank the milk and found that the person in front of him stopped eating. "Don't worry, you won't die if you eat it."

"No, I mean..." Kaka rubbed her forehead, and was still weighing how to tell the boy that he also drank that glass of milk when she heard his sister's voice from upstairs. "Cris! Cris!"

"What's wrong?" Cristiano just raised his voice to ask, when he saw his sister poked her head halfway down and raised the phone in her hand. "Mom got lost while shopping for groceries, why don't you pick her up?"

Well, well, he just said how his hard-working mother disappeared downstairs today. Cristiano sighed and rubbed his hair beside him and said to Kaka: "Wait for me, come down immediately." Then he rushed upstairs. "Where did mom say it now..."

Seeing the boy rushing upstairs with a little curly hair dyed with highlights, Kaka couldn't help laughing.

This boy is still so cute and full of energy, it seems that last night did not hurt him.Kaka, who sat down at the table again and continued to eat breakfast, blushed a little at the milk glass in front of him, but his attention was quickly attracted by the newspaper on the other side.

When Cristiano asked where his mother was now and hurriedly changed clothes and rushed downstairs, Kaka had already read the comment on Cristiano in the Guardian, and saw the boy hurried downstairs to the entrance as if to After changing her shoes and going out, Kaka put down the newspaper and stood up.

"Shall I go with you?"

Cristiano looked back at his smiling friend, tilted his head and thought about the moment when his sister upstairs kept asking in his ear, "Who is that boy downstairs your friend? What's his name? Does he also play football?" With a fanatical appearance, I deeply feel that it is better to bring him with me.

"Okay."