ball magic

Aimar is no stranger to Rafael's body shape. They have spent the past two winters and summers together, which also allowed them to witness Rafael's transformation from a teenager to a young man, but he never realized that Rafael What's changed, what's different.

until now.

He saw a perfect body!

Whether it is the outline of the pectoral muscles or the firm and powerful abdominal muscle lines of the abdomen, it is as if God has picked up a carving knife and sculpted it himself. This masterpiece carefully polished by God is full of strength and beauty. The perfect body shape you yearn for!

And such a perfect body is walking towards him, with a casual gait, but every step is full of tension in Aimar's little brain - different from the posture of many people, Raphael seems to be born without understanding What does it mean to hold your chest and bow your head, so even if he walked out of the bathroom at this moment, he was still strutting.

The room was small, and it was only a few steps from the door to the bedside, but Raphael walked like a tiger, and came towards him, before anyone arrived, the heat from the bathroom seemed to have swept over.

Aimar opened his eyes wide, watching Raphael approaching with aggressive steps like a lion patrolling his territory.

His heart was beating like a drum on a game day, beating non-stop.

His face was extremely dry and hot, as if he had returned to the sultry Malaysia in memory...

Yes, it's Malaysia!

He opened his eyes wide, remembering the scene that happened during the World Youth Championship!

He was still thinking about that scene, but his face was hurting, and when he came back to his senses, he saw the hand pinching his cheek, which made him look up angrily, and see the eyes that were looking down at him.

The word "scrutiny" seems inappropriate to be used among friends, but I have to forgive him - when he met this man, he was only 160 cm tall and already had the gaze of a king.

The "rebellious", "arrogant", "indifferent" and other embellishments that the media now put on his head may mostly come from these eyes.At this moment, Raphael looked at him, and Aimar couldn't think of a more precise adjective.

But so what, would he be afraid?No kidding, whether he was 14 or 19, he was never afraid of Raphael.

But Aimar looked back, because he suddenly realized that he seemed to have never looked at it at such a close distance.This is a completely different experience than before.

It may be because of the infiltration of water vapor, or it may be because its owner is in a good mood, or it may be because the distance between them is too close, so close that Aimar can be in this world, maybe there are only a handful of people Only the angle of "enjoyment" allowed him to see every line and every pattern formed by those pupils.

It was also such a short distance that allowed him to fully appreciate its beauty.

With curiosity and novelty, he wandered over the two eyes, and he found that the patterns on the irises are actually different, which reminded him that there are no two identical leaves in the world.

Just as he was about to speak, he asked Raphael if he had observed his eyes. He wondered if Raphael would be proud of having such a beautiful and unique iris, but this made him suddenly realize that he could not speak——

Because the distance between them is unbelievably close, until Raphael lowers his head a little bit, or raises his toes a little, they will kiss together!

No, fuck his tiptoe, why is he standing on tiptoe!

Aimar took a step back, even though his calf was already on the bedside table, he still wanted to lean his body back and stay away from this guy.

He just took a step back, but Rafael's head lowered first, Aimar felt his T-shirt was wet by Rafael's chest, and the heat from his body poured into him , also surrounded him.

But this is not excessive, because what is even more excessive is that when he restrained and did not dare to relax his breath, Raphael's breath poured on his ears and cheeks at will, which was obviously light and natural Breathing, but it made Aimar's face turn red as if he had been scalded by boiling water vapor.

So close!

So intimate!

Aimar frowned and looked at the "intruder", wanting to warn him not to make such jokes, and his buttocks and waist seemed to be out of touch with his legs, he was very uncomfortable!

Raphael was clearly watching him, but still did not back away, but poked his head slightly, maintaining such an overly intimate distance and posture, looked at him with eyes that Aimar thought were "scrutiny", and finally spoke, letting the voice His ear into his ear canal—

"Publido."

This voice caused Aimar to react immediately, he almost opened his eyes to the maximum quickly - he dare to swear, his skin got goosebumps at this moment!From the side of the neck, to the collarbone, arms, and even the waist...

He reacted like this, all thanks to the breath that entered his ear canal along with the sound!

Is he a child!

Aimar is a little angry!

The guy who deliberately exhaled in other people's ears like a child, but still kept such a close distance, asked Aimar calmly, "Pa, Bu, Li, Do—do you know what you look like now? Like One that can be eaten immediately after steaming - red shrimp."

Argentine red shrimp is famous all over the world.

There is no Argentine who does not love it, because it is named after "Argentina".

Aimar couldn't be more angry, because after "laughing" at his current blushing, Raphael had already moved his face so close that the tip of his nose was wet by the tip of his hair.

But Aimar didn't have time to care about this, all he cared about was the tip of Raphael's nose gently rubbing against his cheek, and the damp heat from the upper corner of his lips that made him completely stunned, it even stayed for a few seconds!

Aimar finally realized what just happened——

He is 19 years old this year.

Originally from Argentina, he grew up in the suburbs of the "capital of romance".

He never wanted to have a girlfriend, but at the age of 2, he knew how to kiss someone.

Rafa, his best friend, Rafa—

kissed him.

Raphael raised his head, but his eyes still stayed on Aimar's body and face.

He didn't close his eyes the moment he kissed Aimar because he wanted to see his every reaction, which made him see his pupils dilated from shock, see him stop breathing, see the quiver The corner of the mouth, it even made him want to kiss it immediately.

But he's done enough today.

He didn't know if he was being too direct, or "too naive" as Roni said, because whether it was Roni, Hughes or Byron, or any of the courses he learned in SAS or MI6 , skills, never taught him how to like a person.

He lacks some experience, and maybe the way of expression is not correct enough, but he just obeyed his heart, he wanted to kiss, so he did it.

Although this obviously frightened Aimar a little, he didn't want to hide this intention again.

He loves curly hair, and he will cherish it.

Because he has already confirmed it in a lifetime, except for the person who touched his heart in the beginning, in ignorance, he has never regained the original throbbing because of anyone.

Like, maybe not just an emotion, but also a specific person.

In fact, he has always wanted to ask someone, who can be regarded as his predecessor on the road of love. He wanted to ask him: When you are 19 years old and you like 14-year-old Paula, what kind of mentality do you use to date her and wait for her? grow up?

And this person is called Zanetti.

That's right, it's the "Pupi" who looks like a moral gentleman and a perfect model with excellent character and game quality.

This moral model fell in love with such an underage girl at the age of 19, and later turned her into the child's mother.

After all, he didn't ask this sentence, not to show him mercy, but because Zanetti's situation was somewhat different from his——

19-year-old Zanetti likes 14-year-old Paula.

Paula, 14, also likes Zanetti, 19.

What about curly hair?

Before today, Raphael wasn't sure about the answer, but when he came out of the bathroom, he saw Aimar blushing even looking at him, and he didn't even dare to move his gaze down an inch from his abdomen——

From the Deportivo youth team to the first team, to the national team and national youth team, even in the gay Inter Milan locker room, no one would see him coming out of the bathroom with this expression on his face.

This look made Raphael confirm——

His Pablo, like him.

He has never liked a few people, but he has seen countless heart-moving eyes, perhaps carrying love and more, so he will never make a mistake, and he will never let this opportunity go——

He wants to kiss him.

thought long time.

So he kissed him in the position he had wanted for a long time in such an upright and open manner.

Above the corners of his lips, of course, where the smile lines rise from Aimar when he smiles, and there's a cute little freckle he's coveted for a long time.

Seeing that Aimar seemed to be still trying to accept the facts, trying to understand what had just happened, Raphael gently rubbed the curly hair of the "silly boy", to prevent his brain from completely shutting down.

He even took a step back, let go of him, and patted his butt, "Go and get me a change of clothes, I threw them down below."

Aimar was urged by him, but his body responded before his brain.

Raphael watched him take a step, and after brushing against him, it was as if he had pressed the accelerator button suddenly, and quickly rushed to the small closet, rummaging through it.

In fact, there is nothing to look for, because Aimar is wearing casual clothes and sportswear except for the semi-customized outfit in the United States that he wore to the joining ceremony.

Aimar randomly found a set and threw it to him, then buried himself in front of the closet and continued to "organize" the closet.

Looking at the clothes in his arms, Raphael raised his eyebrows, looked at the red and exposed ears, and deliberately "urged", "Where's the underwear? Do you want me to wear your pants naked?"

God!

The good-tempered Aimar also cursed a few words in his heart at this moment, he didn't know why this guy wanted to wear his clothes and his underwear for granted after kissing his face!

Went to his!

Goddamn bastard!

But the threat was there, and the threat was so... so... He couldn't take it anyway!

Aimar took a pair of underwear and threw it over without looking back. He dared to swear that if this guy mentioned the size or something, he would stuff the underwear into his mouth!

But nothing happened.

Raphael threw off the bath towel and put on his clothes. Although the underwear was not very comfortable, the sports trousers turned into capri pants.

Aymar dawdled in the closet throughout his undressing, without looking back.

Seeing that he seemed to be staying there forever, Raphael brushed his hair to shake off excess water droplets, and turned to look at Louis on the bed.

The little bastard has slept long enough that it should be of some use.

So he reached out and squeezed Luis's little butt as unhesitatingly and mercilessly as he pinched Aimar's cheek before,

It didn't take two seconds, "Wow~~~~" A cry sounded, and Aimar turned around quickly like his butt was on fire.

The devil-like Raphael handed the crying Louis into Curly's arms, and after Curly subconsciously hugged the kid, he said with a pun: "He misses you."

Aimar's ear tip, which had just subsided from the heat, became popular again.

Raphael was very satisfied, and after saying something, he went down to get the milk, and left the big one and the small one behind, not even thinking that his actions were too much——

What did he agree with the kid before going to bed?

Called him when his "Papa" came, and he did.

Aimar, who was left behind, coaxed Louis, simply thinking that Louis was hungry.

And Louis, who cried twice, finally shut up after seeing who the person in front of him was. He almost immediately performed the child's unique magic skill of "breaking tears into laughter", and then rushed forward and hugged Aimar The neck of his "Papa" was covered with tears, snot and saliva after falling asleep.

Aymar rubbed his face with the sleeve of his T-shirt, coaxing him as he headed to the bathroom, where he had to wipe Louis' face.

Louis was extremely satisfied in his arms, and after kissing him several times with his small mouth, he looked up at him, "Papa, Qiuqiu!"

Aimar loves him so much, how could he refuse to play with him?

"Okay, after we wash our faces and drink milk, we will play football. I'll take you to a nearby small stadium, okay?"

Louis certainly wouldn't say no.

But he will still sue.

That's right, the child who said this is unsuitable will complain. He almost racked his brains, used his hands and feet together, and kicked his little feet several times in a row before letting Aimar understand what he wanted to express——

Louis wants to sue.

And it was Rafa who bullied him while playing football.

Aimar: "..."

He looked up at his little baby lovingly and sympathetically. Although your uncle loves to bully people, not everyone can get back from him in a 1v1 situation on the court.

But Louis still looked at him with innocent and immature eyes, with anticipation written all over his face.

Aimar couldn't refuse him, and his chest was still full of small flames of shame, anger, or other messy emotions, which finally prompted him to nod, "Let's play football, let's play together, okay?" good?"

Luis was already kicking his calf with joy, and Aimar had to admit that what Moratti said at the time was right, the baby's feet were indeed very powerful.

Aimar wiped Luis' face clean, and when Luis became a clean and good baby again, he put the little guy down and asked him to wash his face.

He had to cool himself down.

"Papa, Honghong!" Louis pointed to his face.

Aimar sighed in a low voice, then poured cold water on his face resignedly, and when he felt that his brain had cooled down, he found that the mirror was still foggy due to the residual moisture, which also reminded him , Raphael's breath still remained in the bathroom.In addition, there are his clothes that are obtrusive!

Aimar felt that his face was getting hot again, and he resigned himself to turning on the faucet again.

Little Louis came over and asked a few questions curiously, but the words were very vague, but Aimar guessed that he thought he was sick.

He explained a few words, and threw all of Raphael's clothes into the washing machine, including the one that made him want to stuff it into Raphael's mouth!

"Papa?" Louis urged.

Aimar picked him up and walked downstairs.

He had a lot of things in his stomach that he wanted to ask and say, but when he just washed his face, he thought about it and found it hard to say.

What would he say?

Could it be that he asked Raphael straightforwardly, "Do you like me?"

If not, will it be embarrassing?Do you feel damaged in your self-esteem, do you feel... sad?

But if Raphael answered him "yes", what would happen next?What if he gets closer and kisses him like just now?

He is 19 years old, and many of his classmates and teammates have already become fathers at this time, but as long as he thinks of Rafael bowing his head and leaning over to kiss that little mole on his face...

God!

Aimar felt that if he continued to think about it, no matter which of these two answers was, he would explode!He won't even think about playing football tomorrow!That was the first European game in his life!

When he went downstairs with Louis in his arms, the little guy was about to come down happily. He found the kitchen exactly by following the smell, and shouted "Rafa Rafa", as if he forgot that he was talking to his "Papa" just now. "Complaint.

Raphael glanced at his expectant little eyes, and said to him, "I'll make you custard, go outside, or I won't eat it for you."

Egg custard is the only magic weapon used by his family's cooking soldiers to coax Louis. In addition, they downloaded a lot of recipes, studied a lot of tricks, and fed the kid until his stomach looked like a little balloon.

Of course, he also caught sight of Aimar who was standing by the door without saying a word.

Just by glancing sideways, Rafael can be sure that Aimar is still a little sullen, and the style of not asking him or talking to him now is not beyond his expectations—well, he is still a little disappointed of.

But Aymar is Aymar, he is not him.

He has always been too fast, and he will accidentally do things that make Veronica criticize him as a "school student".

He made the simplest paella, which is the authentic La Coruña style-this is Juan's mother's specialty dish, and he almost taught Juan by hand. He watched Juan cook it many times, so he remembered it Probably.

forgot?

Isn't there still a "rabbit"?That's all he can do.

At the dinner table, Louis ate extremely satisfactorily, and he was also extremely domineering.

He doesn't want to sit in his own place, but sits on Aimar's lap. He doesn't want to eat with a small spoon, but wants Aimar to feed him—he still remembers, remembers that Aimar used to dote on him like this. with his.

Raphael's face darkened. Ever since Louis was able to hold the bottle and drink milk by himself, except for the one time before going to bed, he did not allow Javier to hold the bottle to feed him by himself.When Luis can eat with a spoon by himself, he will never take the initiative to feed him again.

"Sit on my lap and eat by myself, okay? We're going to play football later, I have to eat, and Luis has to eat too."

Aimar pointed to the big plate of paella in front of him and said.

He was actually hungry, chest to back sort of.

Louis readily agreed, and sat on his lap, watching Aimar take a bite, and he took a bite himself, very satisfied.

Raphael then picked up the spoon.

"You're being too hard on him," Aymar said, looking up. "He's only two years old."

"You should tell Ronnie that." Raphael looked up, "How do you think I grew up?"

This is really a surprising answer, Aimar's eyes instantly ignited the fire of gossip!

Raphael snorted in his heart when he saw that he had become energetic after the obvious shock, as if you had never been beaten since you were a child.

Every family has its own education method. Aimar just said one more sentence because of the small emotions that have not dissipated in his chest, which made him want to say something, or accuse Rafael of something.

But Raphael did the right thing, and it wasn't his place to intervene, so Aimar shut up again, but Raphael took the initiative to say, "Ronnie looks like a good character, she is a good person, I hope everyone The world knows this. But she has a strong character, and she says what she wants in the family. The first time Javier stole was found out and she beat her up, it was definitely a scene you would never expect. When I first Because after losing and hitting the opponent, she also taught me an unforgettable lesson."

Aimar was drawn to the story.

"She just wanted to tell me that there are still people who restrain me in this world. Like her, like the rules, and like myself—don't look at me like that," Raphael looked away, focusing on his paella, "I don't think she'll tell you, and don't expect me to."

Talking about his own stupid things is just to make him feel better and make the atmosphere more natural. Raphael is not going to expose his dark history himself.

"Let's play football after dinner." Aimar made a gesture of his chin and immediately cheered up, but because his mouth was full of egg custard, he was an impolite brat. "Louis said you bullied him and wouldn't let him win every time."

"Are you still asking me to let him?"

"You don't want him to enjoy football? You want him to grow up frustrated and get sick of football? You're Raphael!"

Aimar retorted in this way, but Raphael didn't respond to him. When he looked, all he saw was an obviously proud smile.

He's clearly enjoying himself!

This fact made Aimar roll his eyes.He knew it was rude, but Rafael deserved it!

After dinner, they took the ball, diapers, and Xiaodoudou and went out.

They strolled on this familiar street. There were residents walking with children and dogs nearby. When they saw Raphael, who was not wearing sunglasses, going out in the light of night like an ordinary person They all greeted him with surprise.

But the residents didn't bother, because they saw Louis and the ball in their arms.

Of course they know where to go, the nearest park nearby, you can never go wrong!

Raphael, on the other hand, was looking at the dogs held by his neighbors in the past, and turned to Aimar, "Do you like cats?"

This time it was Aimar's turn to raise his eyebrows, he likes cats?

He didn't even know he liked cats!Where did the rumors come from!

Is the dog not good enough, or not loyal enough, why does he like cats?

"Aren't you the one obsessed with that stupid cat (Tom Cat)?" Raphael asked back, while looking at the kid in Aimar's arms, "Now you can enjoy it with Louis."

"What's wrong with "Tom and Jerry"! It was my enlightenment of classical music!"

"Oh."

Aimar glared at him, "...what do you mean?"

Raphael raised his eyebrows, "I just want to say that what you said is correct."

Even though the curly hair in front of him has a good temper, Raphael doesn't want to always fight against him.If Curly likes to do that, he wants it to be on the court, maybe somewhere else, not in the mouth.

Because Aimar's plausible words before reminded him-is it good for him to always win Aimar?

Colin Firth looked like a stupid man in front of Veronica, and it didn't affect Veronica's choice of him.

Aimar: "..."

He is even more angry!

Aimar vented all his anger in the park. Witnessed by nearby residents, he played football with Rafael for a while, but just at the beginning he found that Rafael actually opened the water!

put!water!

This was nothing like the Raphael he knew!He couldn't think of other reasons to explain this kind of behavior besides "please".

Rafael didn't care, he didn't even care about the whistle of the fans, he kicked the ball over again, Aimar really subconsciously caught the ball and rushed towards him again.

Raphael not only let Aimar "enjoy the fun of football", but also let the kid win a victory.

He allowed Louis to complete the first breakthrough in his life, becoming the first target of Louis' passing, and he was "eaten raw".

The surrounding residents laughed at this moment and applauded Louis at the same time.

The flashing lights kept flashing, and it was unclear whether it was the fans or the reporters, but Raphael didn't care, because among all the laughter, he only heard the one he wanted to hear the most.

There is a philosophy called "HappyWifeHappyLife", but he doesn't know if Aimar will take it or not, but sooner or later he will always find out what he likes and prescribe the right medicine.

"Shouldn't you be asking me?" his silicon-based friend asked.

Rafael asked back, "Then do you know how to fall in love? Have you ever fallen in love?"

His silicon-based friend fell silent, and then, for the night, never bothered him again.

Aimar was happy because he was really happy, but on the way home he had to face a problem, a real problem——

Raphael, where to sleep tonight?

He would never share the bed with him, and with Louis, the kid should sleep in the nursery, shouldn't he?The baby room is connected to the husband and wife room in the master bedroom, so where does Raphael sleep?

Reasonable.

That's it.

Rafael urged him to take Louis to take a bath when he saw him back home, and he followed suit.Waiting for him to listen to the little guy in the bathroom chatting with him in a proficient "papa" and ambiguous baby language, playing with a little football that acts as a duckling.

Raphael actually didn't know why Louis loved curly hair.

Although Louis also likes many people, such as the cooking soldiers at home, such as Sean and Juan, even from being afraid of Eric at the beginning, he now runs around in front of him every day, bossing him around.But Luis still likes Aimar, and Raphael has to be frank, he is very happy about it.

He doesn't know when he and Aimar will have a child, that day may be far away, but he's gotten so much out of Luis.

So much that he almost had an illusion——

He already has a whole family.

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