[Football] Black powder daily

63

Little Chris won the second last place in the parent-child sports meeting unprecedentedly.

Thank you to the last student who saved the friendship.

Mu Ning was originally afraid that little Chris would be angry. After all, the teacher told her that in the parent-child sports games that Cristiano and Chris participated in in the past, Chris always won the first place.

"No." But Cristiano resolved Munning's concerns in the video call that night, "I called Chris, and I think he's quite happy-don't make that expression, he's not because he didn't win. Congratulations for coming last, he just thinks you tried your best. You know, some people don’t have enough brains when it comes to sports, and Chris can understand that.”

Mu Ning: ...how about you just shut up...

"Oh, by the way, he also praised the restaurant you took him to. He said that the pasta there was epic, but the chicken Caesar salad was good." Cristiano said without looking up. Lie on your bed and poke your iPad.

"...Thank you, epic taste is also a compliment. After all, it is also epic." Mu Ning comforted his injured glass heart with a dry smile, "I sincerely hope that Chris didn't block me because of this."

Cristiano finally raised his head and took a look at Munning, with 'don't be stupid' written all over his face, "Of course Chris won't, didn't I say that? Chris is still very happy."

"Is it your lack of brains or my lack of brains?" Mu Ning retorted unceremoniously, "If he really says he's happy with the second-to-last sports meeting, the epic spaghetti, it's obviously ironic. Is it? Mr. Ronaldo, I don’t care, this matter is entirely your responsibility, you should at least give me a few hints.”

Cristiano pursed his lips and continued poking his head down at the iPad, "Of course it's because you don't have enough brains, you don't even know what Chris is thinking-hey, our statistics are still superior in this game, but the scene is really not very good. "

Only then did Muning realize that Cristiano was watching the technical statistics after the game, "Didn't you watch the game live? Why are you still watching that?"

"Regulate your impression," Cristiano explained, then pressed the iPad's lock screen button and threw it aside, and began to focus on talking to Munin, "What did we just say? Oh yes, Chris."

Cristiano snapped his fingers to celebrate not having Alzheimer's.

"Chris is happy," Cristiano reiterated. "I can see that he is happy with what happened today - not a perfect day, but overall it's okay."

Mu Ning laughed so much that it could be said to be very fake.

"You have to believe that Chris is not a kid who only cares about winning or losing." Cristiano didn't seem to care about Mu Ning's distrust, "Happiness, you have to know that what children care about most is happiness. He feels that today's parent-child sports meeting is really full Challenge—Although it is forced to create suspense, suspense does make the game more interesting."

Mu Ning rolled her eyes directly, she thought it was a provocation to herself, "Thank you, so it's my fault? Is it my fault that I can't run fast?"

Cristiano gave a similar smirk, "That's not the point, actually I think what Chris means is that he thinks it's easier to be with you - you know? Because there's a smaller age difference between you. "

"Thank you Mr. Ronaldo, then I have to regret to announce that you need to be arrested for molesting minors now."

Cristiano pretended not to hear Munning's rebuttal, "Actually, I'm also very happy."

Mu Ning was choked for a moment, but she quickly told herself, Mu Ning, you have to be a girl with backbone, you can't fall into the trap of Ronaldo again and again!

"I'm glad you finished the games with Chris even though you weren't very good at sports, and I'm also glad that when Chris said he was hungry, you took him to dinner instead of sending him He went back to my mom." Cristiano said, "You can do that, right? Because even if you did, I can't accuse you of not wanting to be with him or anything—I mean, you The first reaction was to take him to dinner alone, which proves that you still like being with Chris, right?"

Mu Ning refused to respond with great backbone, refusing to jump into the trap himself.

"Just thinking about it makes me want to hug you."

Report, report to the referee, some people here are shameless, some people violate the principle of fair competition.

"I want to hug you and kiss you—I want to kiss your forehead, the tip of your nose, and your lips. I hope you've got a really nice lipstick on today, and I hope you've just had wine chocolate."

Referee, you are blind!Why don't you draw a yellow card to warn me? ? ? ?

"That way you'll taste like alcohol but sweet enough. It's a little boozy, but sweet to the bone."

This is a red card action, referee!

"I think at this time I will take your hand and let you put it on my neck, you know that always makes me excited-you don't know, when you are excited, your hand trembles slightly on my neck, That makes me feel like..."

Snapped.

Mu Ning quickly pressed the hang up button.