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Although David and the others had already come here in advance, Raphael still took Bart around the villa for a long time.

When he came back, Aimar hugged Louis and teased him, "How about it, have you found the smell of other predators in our territory?"

Obviously he was teasing him, but Aimar thought from the bottom of his heart that his partner's behavior just now was like a lion patrolling his territory, not only super handsome, but also made him feel full of security. ⒊[-]

"It's not bad, it's much better than I thought." Raphael said here, and took Louis who was taking a nap in his arms. This clingy little guy was too heavy for Aimar.

"According to the report of the wildlife protection organization and David's actual investigation, there have been no wolves in this area for many years, and the bear is more like a legend.

But we still have to watch out for feral cats, foxes and minks, as well as those marmot Alpine marmots who are only cute in appearance, David said that they have patched a dozen holes here before.The wild boars may be the most dangerous, but they will not go down the mountain easily, and the main active area is hundreds of kilometers away from here.

There was some good news, too, as they saw adorable weasels, hares, and the fawn that Louis most wanted to see.If we are lucky, we can also see ibex, chamois and elk. "

His explanation made Aimar look around differently. After he retracted his gaze, he raised his gaze to Raphael, "You put a lot of thought into it."

Raphael obviously enjoyed his gaze at the moment, which made him proudly kiss the corner of his mouth, "This is the honeymoon location we chose, of course I have to ensure your safety."

Hearing that he talked about "honeymoon" again, the implication couldn't be more obvious, and Aimar just gave him a blank stare, and entered the villa with him.

They led Bart around, and after checking that the water and electricity were all right, Aimar wanted to have a big adventure of their own before Luis woke up.

His goal is clear!

Treehouse, treehouse, treehouse!

Raphael pretended to be hesitant, and after being held in his arms and kissed a few times, he couldn't take Joe anymore.

So he made Bart look at Louis, and he took Aimar to the tree house.

"Did you see the river and the small pier in the distance? We can go boating and fishing. If we get tired of playing here in two days, we can go to nearby towns. Several towns are very prosperous, But the hottest adventure sports aren't for us."

"Skiing? I promised Dad not to do it."

"No, things like hot air ballooning, skydiving, and paragliding, but they're not for us."

When Raphael said this, he saw Aimar's obvious disappointment.

This made Raphael couldn't help but laugh, Ricardo obviously knew his son well, and like any boy, Aimar liked adventure and excitement.

Rubbing his curly hair, he promised: "If we don't participate in the Olympics next year, I can teach you to fly a plane."

Apparently no boy can resist flying, and neither can Aimar!

Even though he had quickly covered his mouth with his eyes and hands, the exclamation made by the little curly before not only scared away the birds, but also enough to wake Louis up.

They looked at each other cautiously to confirm that there was no crying, and then they were relieved.

After letting go of Little Curly's mouth, Raphael joked, "So happy?"

Aimar nodded wildly, "Of course! Of course! Of course! But I have to convince Ricardo first! But I can always convince him!"

"hope so."

"...What does it mean to hope so? Can't you have a little confidence in me?"

They arrived under the towering tree house noisily, and at such a short distance, Aimar also found that it was bigger than he thought!

"I'll go up and check first, you wait a moment." Raphael said, he didn't want any small animals to settle down inside.

Aimar looked at him eagerly, "I'll go up with you, but I promise to be behind you, I promise!"

How could Raphael be so cruel as to refuse?

Facts have proved that he was too careful. This tree house with a rough appearance and enough original ecology has obviously been carefully cleaned. The outside is clean, and the inside should be the same.

"What is this? Dry grass?" Aimar asked, pointing to the gap in the outer wall of the tree house.

Raphael rubbed it with two fingers before saying: "It should be dried moss, it should be for wind protection."

When they arrived in the tree house, Aimar let out a sound of exclamation.

It was bigger than he thought, and it was even divided into bedrooms, kitchen and living room according to its functions.

Aimar approached the walls made of logs and took a closer look, only to find that they didn't have any nails, and they were actually made of mortise and tenon joints.

He couldn't help but touch the logs lightly, and found that they were coated with a special protective layer, which should be used for waterproofing and moth-proofing.

After he turned around, he pointed to the firewood and said, "Is David going to let us cook here?"

"If you want." Raphael then pointed to the fishing gear hanging in the corner, "If it's going to be raw enough, I have to get some fish."

Aimar laughed and said, "Do you still want to hit a rabbit?"

"I did buy a hunting ticket," Raphael raised an eyebrow at him, "although I'm not sure we'll need it."

Among Argentina's active international players, there are a bunch of people who like to hunt, but he is not one of them.

Although he has excellent marksmanship, he has no interest in this kind of "sport" of pointing the muzzle at animals, and buying hunting tickets is also to prevent him from having to raise the moment.

As expected, Aimar shook his head again and again, looking completely uninterested in hunting.

After looking at the tree house, Raphael took him to the terrace.

The terrace has a lot of space, with rattan tables and chairs.

Lying on the wicker chair, enjoying the breeze from the Alps, and looking at the surrounding scenery, Aimar only felt comfortable.

He loves it all and enjoys the moment.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, he heard Raphael leaning into his ear and asking, "You were very happy the night you won the championship. Is there any reason I don't know?"

This question has been hidden in Raphael's mind for a few days.

Although Aimar has been in a good mood these days, and he is not even stingy with being coquettish with him, but this good mood is obviously not only because of the America's Cup champion, and his possessiveness also makes him eager to know what brought him Aimar happy

Because this happiness was not brought to Aimar by him.

Aimar shrank his neck, trying to avoid him and continue to sleep, but Raphael worked tirelessly, obviously not giving up until he dug out the truth.

This made him open his eyes helplessly, and saw those blue-gray eyes close at hand, and blinked deliberately.

Apparently, since someone discovered that the method of coquettishness is very useful, he has been using this method against him with great joy.

But who told him to just eat this way?

Aimar couldn't help but leaned over to kiss him, and then told him the reason, "I think Mom and Dad know about us..."

This was obviously an unexpected answer for Raphael, and it was this answer that made him realize that Aimar was different from him.

Because he never worried that Veronica and Javier would not like Aimar, and when he brought Aimar to London, before the old Robson, he didn't have the slightest scruples either.

Of course they will like Aimar, because they love him, and Aimar is the one he loves.

But such concerns that do not belong to him may have been weighing heavily on Aimar's heart, it is so heavy.

He didn't express his surprise, but listened quietly, he wanted to know Aimar's true feelings.

Aimar rested his head on the side of his neck, looked him in the eyes and said: "You know, Ricardo and Estella know me well, so even though I didn't tell them about our relationship, they still have it." Guess. When they got to Paraguay, they asked Andrea, and the little traitor said everything. But they didn't say anything that night... I don't think they objected, and I'm glad."

He was indeed so happy, Raphael looked at the smile that appeared on the corner of his mouth at this moment, it was an unreserved and relaxed smile.

Such a carefree smile should belong to his boy.

And this is what he cannot give to Aimar, because he can only give Aimar unreserved love, but cannot give him such affection.

This made him rub Aimar's curly hair and "humblely" suggest: "Should I visit your house during the winter break?"

Aimar just glanced at him and didn't speak.

They did make an appointment to go back to Argentina in the winter, to walk hand in hand along the Rio de la Plata, but he didn't say he was going to take him home.

He...wasn't ready yet.

Raphael didn't allow him to pretend to be stupid. He dug out the promise he had kept in his heart, changed his previous cautiousness, and said confidently: "As you said, you will introduce me to your family. Although it is earlier than your plan 3 years? 4 years? Why then? Champions League? Graduated from university?"

Of course Aimar remembered that he had said these words. Seeing that he was stepping on each other and guessing without guessing a side, he gave him a blank stare, "World Cup."

Such a simple word seemed to have its own magic, and it easily hit Raphael.

His surprise was so obvious that Aimar closed his eyes with a smile and raised his chin, "Of course I have the courage to introduce you to my parents and even the whole world after winning the World Cup."

That gold cup is every player's dream, and he won't have any regrets in his career if he gets it.

He thought it was the same for Raphael.

After that they can choose to continue to enjoy football, or they can declare the world, it all depends on their ideas.

If he chooses the latter, even if the whole world is criticizing him, he doesn't care!

Raphael had already heard his subtext, which made him stare deeply into his eyes, "Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure." Aimar didn't allow him to question his courage.

"It depends on what we think at the time, but at the very least, I can proudly tell my parents that this is Raphael, the man I love, and we just won the world."

Raphael couldn't hold back his own smile. Before he laughed, he kissed the corner of Aimar's mouth and promised softly: "Then we will win the world."

This made Aymar bury himself on the side of his neck.

But after only two seconds of such warmth, Raphael tried to make him change his mind, whispering in his ear, "3 years is too long, maybe you can change the lines?"

Aimar looked up at him, changing the lines?

"During the winter break you can introduce me to Ricciardo them this is Raphael, my love, he just won the Ballon d'Or, how about that?"

Aimar was directly amused by his audacity.

Instead, Raphael continued his efforts: "Or World Footballer? Does this title sound more handsome?"

"Rafa," Aimar called his name, stretched out his hand to pinch his skin, "You really should see for yourself, how thick your skin is."

Raphael let him do whatever he wanted, and said confidently, "Anyway, you like it."

It made Aimar give him a solid roll of the eye, and yeah, he did like it.

The author has something to say: 350 chapters, I want to introduce Argentina from other aspects.

The Argentine national team has always been a white army, and it is rare to see dark-skinned players.

This is because more than 95% of their ethnic composition is white, and most of them are Italian. Therefore, although the common language of Argentina is Spanish, its tone is more like Italian, and there are many people who understand Italian.

This ethnic composition also makes Argentina a stronghold of Catholicism, with 91% of the population being Catholics.

The current Pope Francis is Argentine and the first pope born in Latin America.

Theoretically speaking, Argentina should be the stronghold of white conservatives, but this is how Argentina held the largest gay parade in South America in 1991, and became the 2010th in the world in 10, and the first in South America to allow same-sex marriage s country.

Isn't such a contradiction very Argentine?