ball magic

When Aimar woke up, Rafael was beside him.

Such situations rarely happened, because unlike him, Raphael was never a prisoner of sleep easily.

He stared at his sleeping face for a while, and once again sighed in his heart that this guy was an angel when he was asleep.

He kissed him on the cheek, then quietly got out of bed, followed the memory of last night to find the bathroom and took a shower to make himself more awake.

When he came out barefoot wearing a nightgown that was obviously too long for him, he found that the guy on the bed was still sleeping happily. This made Aimar raise his eyebrows slightly, and decided to make up for the steps that he couldn't complete yesterday to visit Rafael private domain.

He had seen Raphael's room, but it was a small house in Valencia, too small compared to here.

Here Raphael can have a large suite to himself, in addition to the bedroom and bathroom, there is also a walk-in closet.

It's just that Raphael's cloakroom is obviously different from that of other celebrities, and what hangs at the entrance is obviously Raphael's daily outfit.

But there are only a few sports jackets, black straight-leg jeans, solid-color T-shirts, solid-color shirts and two pairs of ankle boots, two pairs of Umbro sneakers and two pairs of sneakers.

Aimar smiled, he knew that Rafael likes to prepare double copies of commonly used items.

As for the clothes that occupy 90% of the entire cloakroom, they are all covered by dust covers, and it is completely impossible to see what is inside, making it difficult to understand the meaning of this cloakroom.

Thinking of the video in which the thieves searched everywhere but couldn't find any expensive jewelry and accessories, and could only look around in a hurry, Aimar couldn't help smiling, and gently exited here.

Although the bedroom was much larger, it was as simple as the one in Valencia, or even too simple.

The most dazzling thing in the room is the bookshelf that occupies an entire wall, but the books placed on it are quite messy.

Neither alphabetically nor grouped by type, Aimar was actually curious if Rafa could find the book he wanted among these piles of books.

One of the bookshelves made him stop for a long time.

Because it is not so much a bookshelf as it is a shelf.

The entire row at the top belongs to Veronica, and it's full of her albums.

This made Aimar couldn't help feeling that Ronnie's little angel obviously loved her deeply.

Below are all kinds of photo frames. Raphael, who made a mess on the bookshelf, took care of them very well.

There was half a row of photo albums in the second row. Aimar didn't open them. He guessed that they might be family albums, and the remaining half row were family photos and photos with Hughes, Louis, and Byron.

Aimar had looked at that photo for a long time, and its presence made him realize that Raphael really liked Byron, maybe more than he showed.

The lower column belongs to Raphael's fond memories of his time in Lacco, and the figures of Toshack, Jaminia and Fran occupy this place.

However, Raphael obviously likes the cute and shy Xiao Jia the most, and at least 3 pictures of him and this child were put together!

The next two layers have special meaning to Aimar and are extra sweet

These two rows belonged to him.

This is Raphael, and this is how he likes someone.

Those photos are all good memories. Aimar looked at them for a long time before moving his eyes to the two rows at the bottom.

Raphael's "too generous" to him has caused the owner here to suffer a lot.

These two rows are where Raphael puts his trophies and medals. ③эㄚQχδ.CΟM

From Deportivo's junior triple crown in youth training, to the America's Cup medal and the America's Cup Golden Boot they just won this season, all the honors he has won are here.

But the two rows of space are obviously too crowded for these honors.

So that they are so pitifully curled up together.

Too bad, Aimar thought, touching the World Youth Championship medal stacked with the America's Cup medal.

After reading this bookshelf, the whole room is even more lackluster.

There is a small desk next to the bed, on which there is only a laptop and a pen holder, and a few pens are scattered in the pen holder.

When his eyes turned to the comfortable and spacious big bed, he found that hanging above it were the three watercolor paintings of Eduardo Nicola that he had given to Raphael.

He likes the Argentinian landscape in Nicholas's pen very much, and prefers the fresh and warm brush strokes.

Now they are lined up, allowing him to see the scenery of his hometown at a glance.

He stared at them for a while, and when his eyes fell on his sleeping lover on the bed, he couldn't help but pounced on them, and kissed the corner of Raphael's mouth the moment he woke up.

This morning kiss with a hint of shock was obviously a bit stimulating. When Raphael wanted to get more compensation, he was pushed away and taught: "Slacker, get up quickly, you said you were going to pick up Louis of."

I did, thought Raphael, but I want to stay in bed too!

However, under Aimar's urging, he still reluctantly scratched his messy hair and went to the bathroom. He came out of the bathroom in less than 10 minutes and went directly into the cloakroom.

Aimar had already changed his clothes, so he followed him when he saw this, and after he put on his trousers rudely, he pointed to the clothes in the delicate dust bags and asked, "Don't you usually wear them?"

"Two days ago I signed a new sponsorship contract, but Oriol sent his assistant to take away all my previous clothes yesterday when I went to training, and these appeared in my closet!

Among the clothes he took away were even private clothes that Ronnie bought for me! "

Aimar did not expect such a small farce.

Although Raphael looked a little angry, the bookshelf outside reminded him that Oriol's worry was not unreasonable. There was indeed a high possibility that someone would pick a favorite on the hanger and wear it for the former sponsor. advertise.

But Aimar didn't speak for Oriol, but asked with a smile: "What will he do with those clothes? It's a pity to throw them away."

"They said they would keep it for a charity auction," Raphael was still indignant at this point, "Ronnie said that I have grown stronger, and many clothes can no longer be worn, and I am not allowed to trouble him, what can I do! "

This kind of grievance that the complaint was unsuccessful made Aimar laugh out loud, which made Rafael look at him unhappily.

Aimar was about to "comfort" him, when he heard him say, "You have to go shopping with me."

Such a sentence immediately made Aimar's eyes rounder than a deer's!

He didn't dare to say: "Shopping? The streets of Milan? Are you trying to let the fans surround you?"

Raphael looked confident: "When you came to Milan last time, you left without looking at anything, and this time you are also allowed to hide in this house?

Then why did I let you fly here overnight?Just so you can send Louis to school? "

Seeing that Aimar was speechless for a moment, he leaned over, kissed him on the corner of his mouth, and comforted him: "Don't worry, I asked Bobo, the fans are still very friendly."

Aimar felt that things couldn't be as easy as he said, but this thought made him nod his head.

Then he pressed Raphael's shoulder to make him turn around, pointing to the clothes that hadn't been opened and said, "Before you buy clothes, arrange them first, so that you know what you want."

Raphael: "...I don't need to buy clothes."

Aimar, who had already guessed that he wanted to spend money for himself, said coldly: "I want to buy it for you! That's it!"

After driving Rafael out to pick up the person, Aimar also went downstairs.

Among the three tenants in this house, Juan and Ashley Cole were called up by their respective national team u21 to play in the European Youth Championship and fight for the honor of the national team.

And Samuel, who also has a 10-day vacation, chose to go to Greece for vacation with his girlfriend.

So only Sean and the others and the two crewheads were left in this room.

He had only met Sean and David before, and this time Sean introduced Eric and the others to him.

Aimar was actually a bit uncomfortable, but there was Bart who circled around him, even enthusiastic enough to throw him down, his shyness disappeared quickly under the baptism of his saliva.

It may only take more than ten minutes for Louis to be taken home. This is obviously the biggest advantage of going to school at home.

After getting off the car, the little guy sprinted all the way, ran to the living room at a speed that shocked Raphael, rushed into Aimar's arms like a small shell, and then accused him tearfully.

But after Aimar repeatedly apologized, he generously ignored the past, even put his arms around his neck intimately, and kept kissing his face.

What a touching scene, Raphael just wanted to roll his eyes.

They only separated for 20 days, just 20 days!

At the dinner table, when he complained like this, Aimar was very calm, "This is obviously because Luis can feel my love for him."

"It's love." Raphael corrected, this guy is definitely the one who loves him the most among the people around Louis.

Aimar disagreed, and he said with reason: "Then he can feel it too. He missed you so much when you went to play the America's Cup, and it was less than 2 months."

This fact made Raphael unable to refute, and that was the first time he had been separated from Louis for so long after he was born.

So much so that the kid was so angry that he pointed his ass at him without even looking at him.

After lunch, Louis was still sticking to Aimar, and Rafael let them get bored together and went to tidy up the clothes by himself.

Because he knew very well that Aimar was not only a sleepy ghost, but also a clean freak, and it was impossible to let him leave it alone, so he had to clean it up sooner or later.

When he was in the middle of tidying up, Aimar came over, he looked back, and was wrapped around his back.

Raphael turned back and kissed him knowingly, before asking curiously, "Why didn't you take a nap?"

"If I sleep now, I can sleep through the whole afternoon," Aimar gently pushed him, "Clean up obediently, the dust bag is not their home, the wardrobe is their display stand."

This made Raphael couldn't help muttering: "These were only delivered yesterday."

"Yeah yeah, I know. I also know you can keep them hanging for days if you leave them alone, and you don't usually wear them anyway, right?"

This understanding made Raphael speechless.

Aimar tidied up the dust bags he had thrown away, and helped him sort out the clothes he sorted out.

Although he doesn't like to do housework, he is obviously much more handy than Raphael in tidying up.When all the clothes were sorted out, there was a large space in the cloakroom.

"This cabinet belongs to me," Aimar said, after admiring the fruits of his labor, pointing to an empty wardrobe. "Considering that I gave you half of my wardrobe, I deserve it."

Raphael nodded in satisfaction at his behavior of occupying the territory, which is what he wanted.

"Your medals should be moved here," Aimar pointed to the empty hat accessories booth, "it's enough for now."

This is a matter of course. Raphael is not an English gentleman like Hughes and Byron. The hats he often wears are peaked caps, which are not suitable for this place at all.

"Ok."

"You can set up a photo wall with those photos, after all, it's awkward to put anyone on the lower level."

"no problem."

This kind of straightforward answer made Aimar step on his feet and kiss him, and then he smiled and asked the question he wanted to know the most, "How did you find those books so accurately?"

Raphael nodded his temple triumphantly, and winked at him.

This made Aymar chuckle, and he dropped the idea of ​​him tidying up the bookshelf.

He just wanted to fit into Rafael's life, not change him.

The author has something to say: there is a second update, the time is late, and the content is long.