shadow striker

"In the amazing scene in the top ten competition in Asia, the Phantom Son of the Turin team dislocated his arm and still insisted on playing with injuries."

"The heroism hidden under the handsome appearance, the Germans are not the only ones who say they look forward to the football emperor."

"Phantom Son sacrificed himself to help the Chinese team win again."

It was in Turin, Italy, at the home of the Phantom Child, in the Phantom Child's bedroom.Prince Turin was sitting on the comfortable and soft double bed, while his shadow front was completely naked, sitting on him with his legs spread apart.

Prince Turin flipped through the news about the national team match on his tablet, and read them one by one with his extremely seductive voice, and read them to his shadow front.

Unbearable by the opponent's way of punishment, Yingfeng, who was at a loss, wanted to support the bed with his arms to regain his balance, but was brutally stopped by the opponent.

"Baby, I have already said that you are not allowed to use your hands, you can only use your waist to maintain balance. You know, your arm is injured, and you need to rest for three weeks."

"Sisko, I... I can't... Ugh! Huh... Huh... Don't, don't be so deep..."

Feeling that the other party just inadvertently raised his waist and pushed the thick thing deeper into his body, Ying Feng almost couldn't restrain himself from making a hasty, whimpering sound.

The seductive pink skin on his body and the emotional expression made Francisco unable to restrain his desire. He put down the tablet and ignored the damn news headlines, just hugged each other like this, and put one hand on the other He gave a light slap on the buttocks, and then squeezed his entire palm tightly, leaving his own fingerprints on the other's buttocks.

That kind of feel... is really damn good.

Francisco let go of the hands around the opponent's waist, and turned to grab the opponent's ass with both hands, and then controlled Yingfeng to rise and fall on his desire.Because the opponent was forbidden to use his arms to maintain balance, Yingfeng failed to maintain his balance and fell on the opponent's body, but Francesco took the opportunity to kiss and bite the skin on his chest, and even sucked and bit the fruit on his chest continuously.

"Don't you think you have something to confess to me, huh?"

"I don't even know that the owner of our club is interested in you. Don't you really realize how explicit his eyes are when he looks at you?"

"Do you think I should declare my sovereignty to him in person?"

At this moment, even Francisco was speaking with some panting when he was emotional, not to mention Ying Feng who was infinitely provoked by such a skilled love veteran.Yue Yihuang couldn't even speak complete words, and every time he wanted to explain or refute something, he was forced by the meat knife buried deep in his body to make short syllables with unknown meaning.

Listening to the suppressed panting sounds that tempted him to give up his reason, Francisco suddenly wanted to see the other party's expression clearly at this time.So he supported Yingfeng who was already unable to maintain his balance and could only lean on his body.Those eyes moistened by lust actually made him speechless.

Francisco hugged his shadow front, turned the other side around carefully without pulling out the desire, and then lay on the bed with his back facing him, with the same suppressed, gentle Yingfeng's love enters from behind Yingfeng.

Obviously it was supposed to be intense, and the thrusting made the party who was entered completely lose his mind, but it made Yue Yihuang, who was hugged by the Prince of Turin from behind, feel that he was cherished.Even at such moments, the opponent was carefully protecting his arm, which he had dislocated in the previous game.

It's not just the warmth wrapped in the other person's body temperature.

He felt that the other party kept dropping kisses on his back one after another, and the words of loving him never stopped.

He suddenly wanted to turn his head to see what Francisco looked like at this time, so he turned his head with great effort, only to find that the other party was stunned by his actions.So he smiled at the other party, and a soft and long kiss invaded his lips like this.

Francisco: "In the future..."

Yue Yihuang: "What?"

Francisco: "You have to love yourself a little more in the future, I will feel bad. I don't want you to get hurt, not only because I am the captain of Turin, but also not only because I am your partner. Whether it is in what I can see Or where I can't see, I hope...you are intact."

Seeing that the other party became overwhelmed by his words, and didn't even know what expression to answer him, Francisco kissed Yue Yihuang's injured arm in the previous match.

"Is it really not going to hurt?"

"Can I face you?"

Facing the question raised by Francisco, Yue Yihuang gave such a seemingly completely irrelevant question.But Francisco certainly wouldn't refuse him.In order to avoid oppressing the opponent's arm, this time, he pulled out his penis from Yue Yihuang's body, and then looked at Yingfeng who was lying on the bed very seriously.

This time, Yingfeng hooked Prince Turin's neck with his uninjured arm, and placed a kiss on his heart: "My arm doesn't hurt anymore, but your heart...it seems to hurt."

Yue Yihuang had just finished saying this sentence, and a more fiery kiss caught him off guard.

After another game in the top ten in Asia, the Phantom Son of the Torino team will rest for two to three weeks because of an accidental injury and dislocation of his arm during the game.These two or three weeks should have been spent in the sweetness of basic rest and occasional "exercise".But a visitor from Barcelona disrupted all the sweet plans of the Italian.

Yes, one evening, when he was making drinks for his lover, the mother of his sweetheart rang the doorbell, and after greeting him in Spanish, she entered the room and hugged the owner of the house.

She said she regretted it and realized she had failed in her motherhood.

She said she wanted to make it up to her son by moving in to take care of him.

move here...

come over……

Come……

"Do you think something bad happened to the captain...?"

"It's possible that he seems to have an inexplicable irritability in the past few days, but he doesn't know what he is irritated about."

"Yeah, speaking of it this way, it really is..."

"Is it because Yihuang's three-week league has been scrapped?"

"Probably not. Yihuang didn't seem to be like this when he was first injured."

At the Torino training base, a group of gossip gangs gathered to discuss their captain.Even Dricaro couldn't stand that kind of gossip.He knocked these overly curious players over one by one, and then took them back to training, before Francisco, who had been in a bad mood for several days, discovered their behavior.

However, although the discussion among the Torino players about "what the world did to Francisco" stopped, the plan to go to Yue Yihuang's home to see him did not just go away.Although, when everyone suggested this to Francisco, the Prince of Turin seemed to recall the source of his irritability, and his face turned black.

After the day's training ended, several famous cars formed a small convoy and drove together to Yue Yihuang's home, not far from the training base.

Surprisingly, when they rang the doorbell of Yue Yihuang's house, the person who came to answer the door was an Asian woman whom they had never seen before.Of course it was Yue Yihuang's mother.

"You are……?"

When Yue Yihuang's mother opened the door, she hadn't realized that it was his son's club teammate.But it was just a moment of stupefaction, and she immediately understood, and warmly greeted everyone to come in.

Yue Yihuang's mother not only made some beautiful fruit platters for everyone, but also baked apple pie and some other small desserts for afternoon tea.That was so grand that the players of the Turin team were flattered.When the first bite of the small dessert came in...everyone's heart was drunk.

She is really Yue Yihuang's mother!Really are! !

"Francisco, thank you for bringing your friends to see Yihuang. He is too quiet at home alone, and I am always worried that he will get bored. This is the tiramisu I made yesterday, but I didn't expect you all Come, so I don’t have much to prepare. Yihuang ate one before, so there are only three here, and I’ll give you one.”

Seeing Yue Yihuang's mother put the tiramisu in a red wine glass in front of Francisco, many people's hearts were broken.That's tiramisu served in a wine glass! ! !

In this way, the pig-like teammate was conquered by Yue Yihuang's mother with just an afternoon tea.Even Cassel, who once said that Firmie's ex-girlfriend looked older than his mother, praised Yingfeng's mother not only for being gentle and beautiful, but also looking younger than his mother!

During this harmonious afternoon tea, Francisco kept staring at his shadow front, as if he was staring at his prey, and he had an indescribable grievance, that kind of ignorance that was too self-evident The gaze made Yingfeng very uncomfortable.

Finally, Yingfeng, who failed to withstand the heavy pressure, found an excuse to go to the bedroom with Prince Turin under several silent calls and gaze gestures.

Almost at the moment of closing the door, Francisco pressed Shadow Front against the door and kissed him.

"Sisko! Are you crazy! Everyone is below!"

"Of course I'm crazy, I'm going crazy! Can you understand how I can see you every day, but I can't even do a simple kiss to you! Hell, I can take care of you! So like this How long are the days going to last! I even have to ring the doorbell when I come to see you at your house!!"

Despite the intensity of this quarrel between lovers, the Italian, already on the verge of breaking out, remembered to keep his voice down.But he still prefers that he has lost his mind, so that he can hug his lover to sleep at night regardless of everything.

"Sisko."

"What are you doing! Don't think you can convince me again!"

Seeing the prince of Turin who had completely fallen into a rage, Yue Yihuang hesitated for a moment and then pressed his lips to the opponent's.

"You are bribing Yihuang to me! Bad boy, when did you learn this..."

Those superfluous words just turned into fiery and eager kisses.That kiss lasted for a long time, for a long time, until Yue Yihuang realized that his current appearance... might be very suspicious, and he pushed the other party away suddenly.The look of covering his lips in a bewildered manner successfully made Francisco, who had been extremely depressed before, laugh.

"Maybe I blow it for you? Maybe it won't be so swollen?"

"Such a thing, do you think I will believe it!!"

Just as Yue Yihuang was about to struggle, the other party had already supported his cheeks with both hands, and gently blew a cool breath on his slightly red and swollen lips.The foreheads of the two were pressed together like this, and then they closed their eyes, feeling each other like this.

"Stay with me tonight, huh?"

"I……"

"Don't try to refuse me again. Or I'll tell your mother that I want to marry his son."

"..."