shadow striker

Francisco thought his lover would not say such words to him.Because compared to him, Yue Yihuang is less used to expressing himself with words, and Yingfeng is more used to telling him that with his actions.Although Francisco also enjoys those things, and regards the actions of Shadow Front as some indispensable codes in their lives to decipher, but every time the Phantom Son reveals his heart to him, he will feel like that. It made him stunned for a long time.

"Say it again baby tell me one more time..."

It was already very cold in Beijing at the end of October, but it seemed that no amount of raging cold wind could break through the windows of the room and invade the warmth of that room.Yingfeng whispered something in Francisco's ear just like that, causing the other party to kiss him excitedly.The Italian suddenly didn't want his lover to leave him so quickly.

And Yingfeng is also very happy to lie down beside the other party for a while, for a while...

Then, a tragedy happened.Because the two of them had enough fun for the whole night, and they did feel a little tired. They just planned to snuggle up to each other for a while, but in the end they fell asleep completely! !Finally, when some of them woke up, it was already eight o'clock in the morning! !

Oops!Ruined!

This was the first sentence that appeared in the heads of the two of them after their consciousness became clear.In the end, it was Francisco who interrupted Shadow Front's plan to put on his clothes immediately and run back to the next room.

Francisco: "Ahem...Baby, I think, if your father has already woken up, you will only arouse his anger further by rushing over like this."

Yue Yihuang: "Then...how can I do better now?"

Francisco: "Dress your clothes more neatly and wash up. I will accompany you there. If your father is still asleep, you can go in quietly alone. If, your father has found that you sneaked in last night I'm here. I'll go with you and tell him... I couldn't stand the temptation last night, I seduced his son."

Obviously it should be a distressing thing, but under Francisco's narration, the Phantom Son couldn't help laughing out loud.The two quickly washed up, and opened the door with the room card that Yingfeng was holding when he came over the night before.

Then, they saw...a father standing in front of the window with his back to them...

That kind of momentum, that kind of coercion, and that kind of silent anger that spread in the air almost made Yue Yihuang's legs go weak after being tormented by Francisco for almost a whole night last night.Seeing this, Francisco quickly supported his lover from behind calmly. Francesco's movements were extremely stable and secretive enough.

Just when Yue Yihuang was about to subconsciously turn his head to look at his lover, his father suddenly turned around and said in a seemingly flat tone: "I have been waiting for you since six o'clock in the morning."

Hearing these words, Yingfeng's legs really went limp this time... Francisco quickly stretched out his arms to embrace him, and let his lover stand firmly against his body.But even if he is as strong as Francisco, this Italian who has been on the sports and entertainment page of "The Sun" since he was a teenager still feels that his baby's father... has too sharp eyes.

This is not good, really not good.

"Maybe I have to apologize to you, although I don't know what we did wrong..."

Of course, Francisco can't let his baby do this interpreter who will definitely be angry and scolded by his father.So he tried to use simple English words to piece together suitable sentences to communicate with the other party, but Ying Feng hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands after he had only spoken a few words.

Forgive Yingfeng's father for his inability to understand the relationship between men and his position in this relationship. This politician who is usually not very mild-tempered now just feels that this hateful foreign man is Like a bad woman who shamelessly seduces his son all the time!

It is impossible for any virtuous woman with a mild temper, general knowledge, independent thinking, and virtuousness to do such a reckless thing!In front of my partner's father, I made fun of a woman I've only met once!Seduce the child out of his father's room in the middle of the night!And after spending the whole night like this, he still deliberately made these intimate moves in front of the child's father!

Since then, the favorability of the Italian national idol Francisco in Yingfeng's father's heart has completely dropped below negative one thousand.

Originally, Yue Yihuang's father was still thinking, anyway, there are two men, and there is no such thing as a woman who will be at a disadvantage. After a few years, his son will naturally dump this foreign man who he has no idea about. .But now, he began to eagerly hope that his son would abandon this foreign man as soon as possible.

Wait, such a word seems to be used incorrectly here.

Obviously, Yingfeng's father had already found out the past love history of Prince Francisco of Turin before mentioning such a thing to his son. It can be said that even Francisco himself has forgotten it. The female companion, Yingfeng's father also knew it clearly.The reason why he didn't directly express his objection to his son when he knew about it was because Francisco had never continued his bohemian life since he moved to Turin.

In Grelange's eyes, this is enough to be a good plus for a prodigal son.

But for some people, the more you see him wandering around in front of your eyes, the more you can't tolerate him, let alone ignore him.

If Grelange had been ten years younger, he might have had the aggressive factor left in his blood, and he would have fought that Italian right here.However, that is only if.

"If you still remember that I am your father, let that foreign man get out of this room! Now, immediately!"

Two 10 minutes later...

Yue Yihuang: "Dad...? Didn't you say that we should drink morning tea together first, and then watch Zell's match?"

Grelange: "I asked Xiao Liu to buy the morning tea, crystal shrimp dumplings, black bean pork ribs, two flavors of rice rolls, seaweed sesame balls, seafood porridge, see what you like. Xiao Liu put the morning tea The steamer in the bag is also brought together. By the way, remember to tie a napkin around your neck, so as not to stain the suit I prepared for you."

Yue Yihuang: "But... But what about Francisco!"

Grerange: "It's too crowded for four big men in a car, you can ask him to find a car to follow."

The Phantom Son hurriedly found out his mobile phone, trying to dial his lover's number, telling the other party not to worry, he will now turn on the location function of his special friend, so that Francisco can find him through that location function.

However, when Yue Yihuang took out his mobile phone from the pocket of the high-end suit that his father prepared for him, which is said to be the most mysterious among domestic brands and only tailored for high-ranking officials, he found that the sky was bright and the sun was shining. Under the circumstances, his mobile phone had no signal at all! !Unbelievable, he turned off the phone and restarted it twice, but found that the situation was still the same.

Yue Yihuang: "Dad! My mobile phone has no signal! There is no signal at all! This is so strange, it obviously has a good signal in the Sahara Desert!"

Grerange: "That may be because this Hongqi car usually only picks up very important foreign guests. In order to prevent terrorists from finding those foreign dignitaries through mobile phone signals, the car is equipped with the latest signal shielding system."

"Then no one here can make a phone call!!" Hearing these words, Yue Yihuang almost went mad.But his father seemed very calm and said very calmly:

"No, my phone works."

Yue Yihuang: "Then can you lend me your mobile phone first?! Sisko will be very anxious to lose contact like this! I can't leave him there alone!"

Yue Yihuang originally thought that his father would not agree, after all he had seen his father's anger very clearly before.He knew that his father was really angry this time, very angry.But unexpectedly, his father handed him the mobile phone from the passenger seat easily.

After Yingfeng got the phone, he dialed Francisco's phone number without looking at it, but there was a warm reminder on the phone screen that almost made Yue Yihuang despair:

[The number you entered has successfully entered the blacklist system, valid for one week, please press any key to increase the time limit]

Yue Yihuang: "........."

Yingfeng looked at the father who seemed to be a stranger, and couldn't believe it was true no matter what...

On the street with a bunch of BMWs, Audis and Mercedes-Benz, a very coquettish Hongqi sedan has attracted too many people's attention, and it is slowly accelerating like this.The five-star red flag tied to the car fluttered in the wind, becoming a beautiful landscape on the street.And this Hongqi car gradually left the noisy street and entered the warning area.

Yue Yihuang: "I, where are we going!! The road to the tennis court is definitely not this way!!"

Grelange: "Didn't you say it in that foreign talk show? You didn't want to be interviewed by CCTV because you thought that the chair that the program group would let you sit on might have been sat by a foreign leader So, why don’t you sit face to face with the top leader of our country today and talk about the daily routine?”

Yue Yihuang: "What!!!!"

………………

It was Fazel who was struggling to swing his racket a few kilometers away: "Ah!!!!"

Why! !Didn't Francisco say that he came to China to watch my semi-finals? !Didn't he say that he came with his little wild cat! !

It was Fazel who was struggling to swing his racket a few kilometers away: "Drink!!!"

Why!Why is none of them here now! !I have flown here for 12 or 3 hours, and I still haven't come to see my semi-finals! !

It was Fazeer who was struggling to swing his racket a few kilometers away: "Ahhhhh!!!"

Why! !Why! ! !

So, where the hell is Francisco now?

How is he?Was his action still of his own volition?

Or………………?