ball magic

What is popularity?

As Maradona's teammate, as one of the most well-known stars in the world, Batty has long felt it.

However, today, in distant Japan, he was still shocked by Raphael's fans.

This even made him understand why the Japanese Football Association asked them for a warm-up match.

Preparing for the battle is one aspect, and selling tickets is also another aspect.

After arriving at the hotel, Batty was even more shocked.

"Is Julio (Grondona) crazy? He chose a five-star hotel for us?"

Looking at his cute and stupid look, Redondo took a look at Rafael, and found that he was poking his phone with his head down, and then explained, "Rafa chose the hotel, and of course he paid for it."

Batty: "..."

After experiencing the ultra-luxury journey of business helicopter + private jet, he is not surprised at all.

When he looked at Rafael who was still silent, he put his phone in his pocket and looked at the many fans waiting outside the hotel.

As if he knew what he was thinking, Redondo said: "If you want to give something back to them, I think shaking hands is a better idea than signing autographs."

Raphael didn't speak, Batty was surprised: "Shake hands? Why? Is it faster?"

"Yes, the speed will be faster," Raphael said, "It is said that Japanese fans also like it."

This made Batty look at the many fans outside the hotel. How many Argentine internationals does he have in the car?

There are only 7!

Zanetti comforted him: "The handshake is very fast, we have experience. And there are seven of us, let them be divided into seven teams."

Batty: →_→

This "experienced" is showing off, right?

Now the honest people have also learned badly.

Because he was outnumbered, Batty also joined the handshake army, which also made him realize that Zanetti was right, the speed was indeed very fast.

But he also saw some fans sneaking from their team to Rafael's side.

snort!

It was around 3:[-] pm when they arrived at the hotel. Even though the impromptu handshake of the hotel was progressing rapidly and with amazing efficiency, it still took them a long time.

When everyone was so hungry that their hearts were sticking to their backs, they could finally go upstairs to rest.

Batty breathed a sigh of relief, and saw Raphael raised his wrist to glance at the time after receiving the room card from the assistant coach.

Batty also likes watches, and he also knows that Raphael is the spokesperson of Cartier.

Oh, he always felt that Raphael didn't quite match the brand's style of painting, but the ultra-luxury intercontinental travel within 24 hours changed his opinion.

But when he leaned over, he was surprised to find that Raphael was wearing a Breitling.

This brand is his favorite!

But he asked strangely: "Aren't you the spokesperson of Cartier?"

Rafael was speechless: "Can't the contract expire?"

Batty: "..."

Well, count him right.

Batty was about to discuss the watch collection with him again, and show off the Rolex that Maradona gave him by the way, so he poked Zanetti in the waist.

He glanced at Zanetti in confusion, and found that Zanetti gave him a look, and when he followed the look, he found that Raphael was staring at the elevator display screen.

Batty wasn't an incomprehensible style, only a rough old man, but a real Argentinian guy. He smiled, shut his mouth, and let Raphael go.

After all, this kid's heart is flying, what is he talking about.

When the elevator door punched after a "ding!", they saw Raphael leave without hesitation.

His pace was so fast, and the few people who stayed in the elevator were not in a hurry to get out, but instead showed highly consistent smiles.

Well, they are still very sensible.

Raphael quickly found the room that belonged to him and Aimar, swiped the card to open the door at the fastest speed, and found that the bedroom was dark, but this did not affect him to lock his room door at the fastest speed. Target--

The big bed in the most conspicuous position of the room.

Looking at the silhouette that could only be seen in the dim light, Raphael first inserted the room card, and then opened the entry wardrobe.

Throwing the luggage in casually, he took off his baseball cap and hung it up, and at the same time as he took off his shoes, he had already torn off his coat and threw it on the ground.

At this point, Raphael is no longer bound.

He walked quickly to the bed, but stopped when he came to the bed, looking playfully at the pillow that Aimar held in his arms.

Well, he didn't expect that this little curly hair would look for a meal replacement when he was not around.

Before pulling out the substitute, he had already leaned forward and kissed the lips that he missed still.

Aimar slept for a long time on the plane, perhaps because of this reason, so he didn't sleep very well this afternoon.

So when someone swipes | the room card, he is already awake.

But the dim light in the room told him that someone was late, and he didn't appear by his side at the fastest speed.

Is this a braid?

It seems to count, right?

So he closed his eyes and wondered what this guy was going to do.

But the storm that was waiting to come made him unable to help but laugh out loud.

"Baby," Raphael complained, "I'm kissing you, but it's fine if you don't take it seriously, and you still laugh?"

Now who spoils the vibe?

Aimar didn't argue, just stretched out his arms and wrapped them around his neck.

With just a little effort, the most proud head in the hearts of fans all over the world was lowered for him.

When the blond hair was pouring down on him with this movement, Aimar looked at the eyes that were still bright in the dark and looked at him with infinite expectation, without any hesitation, he used his own lips to describe it.

Raphael couldn't help but fluttered his eyelashes, and after his lover's lips moved away, he complained softly: "I want to look at you more."

Aimar was amused: "Under such light?"

"Who do you underestimate?" Raphael snorted, "I have good eyesight."

Aimar didn't want to discuss the issue of good eyesight with him, so he deliberately said: "I think Alex is right, you talk more and more now."

Raphael let out a snort, being ridiculed and talking too much on the bed, why did he hesitate?

After Aimar was out of breath and pushed him away, he smiled and kissed the corner of his mouth, "Why didn't you praise me for that goal?" ③эㄚQχδ.CΟM

"Did I not boast?" Aimar looked innocent.

And his lover scolded: "You didn't!"

"Okay, I admit it," Aymar said, "but I have a reason."

Raphael asked, "What reason?"

Aimar almost gave him a supercilious look, his tone seemed like he owed him a compliment, and he said deliberately: "Of course I congratulate Javier, after all, this goal was given to Javier, not to me, nor to him. Al's, and not for baby Louis."

Raphael: "..."

Who can tell him, is his wife jealous of his stupid brother?

But at the moment when he needed off-field assistance the most, that silicon-based man actually disappeared again, and what was even more hateful was that before he disappeared this time, He gave him a reasonable reason——

See no evil, hear no evil.

Raphael almost sneered when he heard this, this guy doesn't listen too much to the corner?

Since off-field assistance is not enough, Raphael also has his own methods, such as——

Another round of kisses!

Kissed until his wife had no strength to speak, so there was no such thing as jealousy.

As for whether this trick is old-fashioned or not, he doesn't care, as long as it works.

Aimar had already discovered his trick, pulled his hair as a warning, and let it go.

They lingered on the bed for a while before Aimar chased him out of the bathroom.

But after seeing this guy come out, he was even more speechless, because someone's long blond hair was still wet.

Aimar glared at him twice, but only got an innocent look from someone.

What are you staring at?

Aimar was too lazy to waste his energy, so he had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and push him in front of the bed, and went to get the hair dryer.

Raphael leaned on his chest, enjoying the treatment of his wife blowing hair comfortably, and flipping through the hotel menu.

Seeing this, Aimar lowered the wind speed and asked, "You don't want to go down there to eat?"

Raphael shook his head decisively.

Bielsa didn't ask them to go down to eat, so why did he give up the rare two-person world?

Aimar didn't stop him, but he also took a look at the menu when he was flipping through the menu, and pointed out if he saw something he was interested in.

After Rafael finished looking through all the menus, Aimar also put down the hair dryer, and was about to call the front desk to order food when they heard their door slapping.

Raphael went to open the door with a dark face, only to find that it was none other than Saviola who was disturbing the scenery.

This made Raphael glaring at him, and he assured that the little man came to steal his wife on purpose.

Did Saviola do it on purpose?

Of course, he did it on purpose!

But he also regrets a little...

Because Rafael who opened the door was wearing a nightgown, and his chest was not properly pulled, if he hadn't opened the door quickly, and Aimar was also wearing a T-shirt and trousers, he would have covered the door and escaped!

This also made Saviola change his mind about asking his brothers to have dinner together. He just hugged Aimar, chatted meaningfully, and left in a hurry.

Raphael snorted, closed the door, and saw a small box suddenly in Aimar's hand.

This revived him, and he returned to the bed as fast as he could. He took Aimar's hand and kissed it before asking, "baby, what is this? My birthday present?"

Although it was more than half a month before his birthday, Raphael couldn't think of any other answers.

Aimar smiled and said, "Guess?"

What else is there to guess?

Raphael directly picked up the small box from his hand, "I don't guess, it was given to me anyway."

Aimar did not refute, but instead gave him an encouraging look.

Raphael didn't have ink stains, so he opened it quickly, and found that there was a magnificent sapphire in the blue velvet box!

Just looking at the size, Raphael has reason to trust his fiancé and spend a lot of money on him!

Seeing his gaze, the smile on the corner of Aimar's mouth became more reserved, and he wrote lightly: "I have seen similar ones in Al's collection, and the moment I saw them, I thought of your eyes."

Raphael picked up the precious sapphire that has been identified as the place of origin in Kashmir by the silicon-based people who "see no evil, hear no evil". Looking at its bright fire under the light, the smile on the corner of his mouth has changed from shallow to deep. .

Aimar couldn't help laughing: "What's your expression?"

"Honoured expression." Raphael blinked at him, "After all, you love my eyes so much."

Honored, loved...

Aimar wanted to complain about this guy's narcissism, but when he got to the point of speaking, he saw that someone was still firing at him.

Raphael keeps charging you with electric discharges!

Just ask, who can stand this?

Anyway, Aimar can't!

Seeing that he didn't refute, Raphael smiled and kissed the corner of his mouth, coaxing softly: "Is it a gift for me, or a birthday present?"

At this point, Aimar didn't bother to play tricks anymore.

"When I was thinking about birthday gifts, I thought of Hughes' collection and wanted to find something similar.

I heard that sapphires from Kashmir are hard to come by, Alex helped me a lot, so I got it.But because it was an auction in early May, I didn't have time to find a designer to design and process it after I got it.

Like it? "

Of course Raphael likes it, he must like it, and he has to prove his like it with practical actions.