[Football] My bamboo horse is very girly

The author has something to say: Cristiano scored in his first game at Real Madrid, which seems to be a good sign.In the next five La Liga games, his total number of goals has reached [-].At the same time, in the Champions League, he also has a good performance.

He just arrived, but Cristiano did not show any signs of disobedience. Instead, he showed a strong aggressiveness. His performance made the fans and the media exclaim.Cristiano was also pleased with his performance and felt he could conquer the discerning fans at the Bernabeu.

But shortly afterwards, Cristiano encountered something that made him feel unhappy, that is, letting a game madman end halfway.

At the end of September, Real Madrid played against Tenerife at home.

The name Tenerife has a very special meaning to Real Madrid fans. Once this team sniped Real Madrid for two consecutive years and shattered their dream of winning the championship; once Real Madrid took a player from this team, and then This player became the first prince of the Bernabeu.

Of course, all of this is in the past. Today's Tenerife is not what it used to be, and their strength cannot even guarantee a foothold in La Liga.

Therefore, as the coach Pellegrini and most of the Real Madrid players did not take this team to heart, so Kaka did not even make the starting list, and Cristiano was replaced in the second half. occur.

Cristiano was very unhappy about being substituted midway, because he did not score a goal in this game. You must know that he scored goals in the previous five league rounds.

Maybe it was a little depressed in his heart, or maybe he was a little dissatisfied with the coach, so Cristiano kicked the bottle near the coach hard.

The corners of Pellegrini's eyes twitched, and he frowned.I have heard many people talk about Cristiano Ronaldo's rebelliousness before. He was dubious before, but now he believes it.The Chilean engineer was a little unhappy. He really wanted to ask that Mr. Ronaldo, if his coach was still Ferguson, would he dare to use this bottle?

In short, this substitution made both Pellegrini and Cristiano feel uncomfortable, but now that the two have started working together not long ago, they can still tolerate each other.

Cristiano sat next to Kaka. Kaka didn't even make the starting list for this game. He had already watched most of the game from a comfortable bench at the Bernabeu.

"Good kick." Kaka handed a bottle of water to Cristiano.

"But no goal." Cristiano complained to Kaka. He has known Kaka for several years. Although he has been in the two teams, the relationship has always been very good.After joining Real Madrid, one of the happiest things for Cristiano is to be teammates with Kaka.At some point, in his heart, Kaka is even like a big brother.

"But you have had a great impact on their defense." Kaka whispered, covering his mouth.

Cristiano also covered his mouth and met Kaka's head and said, "That's right, I just didn't score a goal." After going around, he went back to the problem of scoring a goal. After thinking about it, he said angrily : "It's all Karim's fault!"

Looking at Mr. [-] million who looked like a child beside him, Kaka smiled and echoed: "That's right, that's right, it's all Karim's fault."

Player Benzema: Player Kaka and player Ronaldo threw a pot at you and said that everything is your fault.

The two heavenly kings worked together to throw the pot to Benzema who was still running on the court. While running, he suddenly trembled and accidentally took the ball flying under his feet.

"It's okay, continue." The team deputy Guti who was nearby stopped the ball, he passed the ball, and then patted Benzema on the shoulder to comfort him.

"Yeah." Benzema smiled naively, of course it seemed more of a smirk.

Benzema, as the "back-up man", quickly adjusted his mood and continued to run. As a person who joined Real Madrid at the same time as the two kings, he is actually under some pressure, so he must seize the opportunity to perform well.

This game is the first time that Cristiano has not scored a goal since he joined Real Madrid. Of course, it is nothing for any striker not to score in an airport game. He will be frustrated because he is too demanding of himself. up.At this time, Cristiano was still thinking about scoring an extra goal in the next game, especially when he found out that the team's name was Marseille.

In the Champions League group stage, Real Madrid and Marseille were in the same group. This time, Marseille visited the Bernabeu, and the time was just the third day after Cristiano was substituted midway.

First, Cristiano hoped that he could perform more perfectly, but he came because the team was Marseille, which was Grandpa Sandy's team.

In the past few years, because Marseille would offer him every year, Cristiano was a little moved, thinking that the team was really discerning.But later he learned that that team was Grandpa Sandy's team.So he started a series of dark ideas, such as buying him, letting him sit on the bench to abolish him, and even deliberately kicking him during training, etc. In short, all kinds of damage to him and Sandy That's the way to feel.Coupled with the fact that Grandpa Sandy accidentally sabotaged his well-prepared marriage proposal, and deliberately wanted his and Sandy's child to be the heir, Cristiano no longer had much affection for that arrogant French old man.And Marseille became the target of his anger. Knowing that the next round will be against Marseille, he secretly vowed in his heart that he must blow up this team and show the old man some color.

The football market at the Bernabéu has always been good, and this time is no exception. Before the game, the stadium was already full of fans.Real Madrid fans accounted for the majority, but Marseille fans actually came a lot. According to the team reporter from Marseille, the mysterious owner of Marseille directly chartered a flight to send the fans over to watch the game.

When the camera was aimed at the stands, the audience in front of the TV suddenly discovered that the chairman of Real Madrid, Florentino, was sitting in a box with a strange, serious and proud old man.

"Probably some kind of sponsor, maybe the chairman of the opposing club or something." Following the sweeping shots, the fans did not carefully identify the old man's identity.

If Cristiano or Sandy had seen this scene, they would definitely recognize that the old man was Sandy's grandfather, the boss behind Marseille.

It's just that Sandy's grandfather Albert likes to live in seclusion these years. Even if the outside world knows that there is such a person as him, there is still a lack of video data of him. Not everyone can recognize him at a glance.

It's just that even though he is a stranger to the public, he is a figure that has to be said to the upper class in Europe, otherwise Florentino would not have personally accompanied him to watch the game.

Speaking of it, Florentino was also a little surprised. He got involved in the football circle, and naturally he knew that Marseille, which had been punished for match-fixing, had been in a slump for a long time, but then a mysterious figure took over and gradually trembled again.He originally thought that it was the involvement of oil capital like Paris, but he didn't know until he received a fax from the Marseille Club that the old man beside him who seemed difficult to get along with took over.

Difficult to get along with, this is what Florentino thought when he saw Albert for the first time.He himself is a well-rounded person who can travel in all walks of life.And this Mr. Albert didn't seem to have any idea of ​​warm-hearted relationship at all. He nodded his head arrogantly as a greeting, and didn't say much after that.

Is he really here to watch the game?Florentino couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Soon he knew Albert's intention of coming to the Bernabeu: "How much is that Ronaldo?"

"Cristiano Ronaldo?" Florentino asked hesitantly. Could it be that he got the wrong person? What he wants to buy are the other two Ronaldos?

"Of course, didn't you just buy him from Manchester United?" Albert said impatiently.

Florentino hasn't had this feeling of being choked and almost speechless for a long time. He thought for a while and said: "We just bought him for a few months, and he only played a few games for us. Contest."

"Nonsense, of course I know he's only been here for a few months, and I'd buy him every year, but the damn Brit won't sell it to me!" Albert said a little angrily, and he got angry when he thought about it. The secret came, and Roland, the housekeeper standing behind him, coughed suggestively.

Albert shut up a little annoyed. He didn't believe that he couldn't buy that guy. The Spaniard next to him should be easier to deal with than the British guy. Didn't he have the nickname of being taken advantage of?

Florentino was a little embarrassed. He actually wanted to laugh. He could imagine Albert's stern face being embarrassed by Ferguson. "Sorry, Ronaldo is not for sale. If I sell him, the Real Madrid fans will kick me out of the chairmanship."

"How much money you paid for him, I can double it." Albert didn't seem to hear Florentino's refusal, and truly showed him the behavior that a real bully should behave.He is now dating the juniors of his family. A while ago, his son who left home and didn't plan to come back suddenly came back and lectured him for a long time, the main point of which was to let him not interfere with the affairs of the juniors.The same is true of his grandson who has high hopes, overtly and secretly tripping him up.

Now Albert is just like a child, the more you don't let him do something, the more he wants to do it.Everyone prevented him from getting close to Sandy and Cristiano, from thinking about the future child of the young couple, but he wanted to do it.He has one plan now, which is to buy Cristiano back. As for what to do when he buys it back, of course it is to have a baby!

Florentino was a little amazed at Albert's wealth, but his reason made him refuse to sell Cristiano's plan. "We'll have to wait at least two years until we're sure he's worthless." Florentino thought.But he was really curious why Albert was so obsessed with Cristiano. According to the price he said, he could buy back dozens of stars other than Cristiano, even Messi.Florentino, who didn't pay much attention to gossip, didn't notice Cristiano's low-key girlfriend for the time being, so he didn't think about his family's internal friction.

"Ah!" Cristiano touched his nose.

"Hey, I didn't exercise enough. If you catch a cold, you should tell the coach." Guti gloated. He got a rare chance to start this game, and he was tidying up his jersey.

"Tch, you'd better take care of yourself. It's hard to start once, so don't have any accidents." Cristiano immediately retorted angrily.

Raul immediately felt a headache. How could he have thought that Cristiano and Guti would have such similar personalities? Usually, the two of them can fight like cockfights, but after a while, the two of them can get better again and can't wait to go Thank you for your help, there is obviously a difference of almost ten years between them.Well, that guy Guti is getting better and better, that Ronaldo doesn't seem to be old mentally, the Real Madrid captain thought bitterly.

Seeing that Cristiano was about to fight Guti for another [-] rounds, even Kaka took his attention away.

"Chris, come to my house to play games today." Kaka's house is very close to Cristiano's house, and they visited each other when they first arrived in Madrid.The two hostesses, Caroline and Sandy, were also there at the time, and now the two hostesses are not there either. Caroline will be busy with her own business in Brazil, and Sandy has just finished watching Christie. Jarno went to work after his first La Liga game.Kaka doesn't like activities like nightclubs, and likes to stay at home and play games, so she plans to invite Cristiano, who is also alone, to play together.

"Okay." Cristiano immediately agreed. Sandy's control over him is lighter, but he still prefers to hang out with Kaka than to go clubbing with a large group of people.

Benzema next to him heard it, and immediately yelled at Cristiano: "I wanted to ask you to go to the bar after the game, but Ricardo took the lead."

Kaka smiled and didn't say much. After all, this is not the Milan where he has been staying for several years. He must learn to be more cautious when he first arrives.

Before Cristiano had time to say anything, Guti immediately interjected: "Ask him out for a club, aren't you afraid that his girlfriend will come to settle accounts with you?"

"Is Chris's girlfriend that scary?" Benzema asked inexplicably, a bald head flashed in his mind immediately, Zidane, their French celebrity and senior, seemed to be afraid of his wife, could it be that the top One of the player's configurations must be afraid of his wife?He looked at Kaka with some doubts.

Kaka seemed to understand his thoughts, he just smiled and didn't say anything, but Benzema had a feeling that he wanted to tremble, he always felt that Kaka's smile just now was very subtle.

What happens in the Real Madrid dressing room is just a small episode, the game is the highlight.

From the beginning of the game, from the first minute, Cristiano showed that his worth of 1 million must be worth the money, and he alone put a huge pressure on Marseille's defense.

"Cut." Albert in the box snorted coldly when Cristiano created a dangerous situation against Marseille's goal and scored a goal, which aroused the cheers of the audience.

Florentino heard the snort, and he glanced at the person next to him strangely. Didn't he want to buy Ronaldo? Why did he still look like he didn't like him.Could it be that the recent trend is to buy you back and torture you if you don't like it?

But shortly afterwards, Albert and Florentino stood up at the same time, because Cristiano was hit by the Marseille defender, and his right ankle was severely stepped on.

This happened when Cristiano scored his second goal of the game. It may be that the Marseille defender felt that Cristiano was dissatisfied with their defense line from his hair, or it may be that There are some reasons why he scored two goals in a row.In short, when Cristiano took the ball into Marseille's penalty area again, he received a serious foul.

In the stands of the stadium, the fans of Real Madrid let out an exclamation together, and the two big men in the box also stood up.They all looked worriedly at the court, at the man who was rolling with his ankles in his arms.

Florentino's mind was full of rage at the moment—it is my most expensive commodity, and there is no room for any flaws. If it breaks, can you afford it?

And the roar in Albert's mind at the moment is not inferior to Florentino's - that's my heir's father, are you sure you only kicked his ankle, not other places?If the kick is broken, can you afford it?

Although the two big brothers have different reasons, they are worried about Cristiano in the same heart at the moment, even if one of them doesn't want to admit it.

Fortunately, after being checked by the team doctor, Cristiano slowly got up from the ground.

Just now the referee gave the Marseille defender who made a mistake a red card and awarded a penalty kick.Kaka was already standing at the penalty spot, but when he saw Cristiano standing up, he stood aside and made a gesture to Cristiano.

Cristiano nodded and walked slowly to the penalty spot.Every step he took, his ankle felt a little painful.As a football player, he often suffers from various injuries. Cristiano knows that the pain is only temporary, and the pain will gradually disappear after a while when he runs.

He stood calmly behind the football and stared at the Marseille goal. He seemed to see the goal transform into Albert's proud face.Cristiano muttered something that no one could understand: "I will not give you my son." After speaking, he kicked the ball hard towards Albert, no, it was Marseille's goal.

The ball went in!This is Cristiano's third goal in this game. He waved his fist a little excitedly. He wanted to run a few steps to celebrate, but the pain in his feet was still transmitted to his brain through the nerves, so he had no choice but to give up. .

Kaka and other teammates hugged him, touched his head and back to celebrate the goal.

"Are you okay?" Kaka was the last one to leave, and he asked a little worried.

"It should be..." Cristiano frowned, and moved again to feel the pain in his ankle. He was a little uncertain, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Cristiano's uneasiness turned into reality shortly after. He rushed off the court to indicate that he could not continue, and climbed onto a stretcher angrily to be carried off the court.

Sandy, who was watching the game while Portugal was busy handing over work, couldn't help but stood up, staring at Cristiano's every move until he saw him sitting on the bench, and the team doctor took out an ice pack and applied it to him.

She immediately checked her calendar, and after discovering that a small thing had arrived quietly, she did not tell Cristiano, but chose to return to Portugal to hand over the work in hand.

As the face of her uncle's bodyguard company, in addition to the normal bodyguard work, she also has some work such as shooting advertisements to speak for her company and training novice bodyguards.Now no matter what kind of work she has to put down temporarily, after all, in order to avoid her grandfather's attention, it's better for her to stay honestly in one place.

Now that things have been dealt with almost, she should go back to Madrid to see the man sitting on the bench with a dejected face, maybe he will get a happy news from himself.Sandy couldn't help laughing as she imagined what might happen. She wondered if he'd come of age with the news.

It has been three days since Sandy actually returned to Spain. At this time, Cristiano's injury report has been released.Abrasions and sprains, plus ligament inflammation, could keep him out for four weeks or more.

Being unable to play due to injury, which is very cruel for a person who is obsessed with playing and scoring goals, Cristiano became very frustrated.

When Sandy returned home in Madrid, he saw Cristiano lying crookedly on the sofa, holding a remote control in his hand and pressing it.

"My dear, you are back." Dolores just came out of the kitchen, saw Sandy at a glance, and immediately called out in surprise.When she came to Madrid, she happened to be staggered with Sandy, so that she hadn't seen Sandy for a while.For Dolores now, Sandy is sometimes cuter than her own son, Cristiano.

"Hello, Dolores." Sandy smiled and accepted Dolores' kiss.

"Sandy~" Cristiano looked over immediately when he heard the voice, and he acted like a spoiled child to Sandy with an aggrieved face.

Sandy couldn't help shivering. Suddenly, such an image flashed in her mind, a large-sized Cristiano acted like a spoiled child around her, and a small-sized Cristiano hugged her leg and acted like a spoiled child at her feet.It was so beautiful, she almost wanted to cry.

"Go." Dolores handed the plate to Sandy, smiled and turned back to the kitchen.

Sandy glanced at it. This is Dolores's exclusive recipe. She took the plate and came to Cristiano who was opening his arms to her.

As soon as he came over, before she could sit down, Cristiano hugged her waist and pulled her into his arms.

Sandy was a little startled, but she immediately suppressed her urge to beat someone up and leaned over.

"How's your foot?" She looked down at Cristiano's injured ankle.

"Sandy, I'm suffocated to death. I can't play for many days." Cristiano hugged Sandy, rubbing his big head against her chest, telling his grievances.

"You can go to Ricardo to play live, that's also a football game." Sandy smiled, and then reached out to touch Cristiano's head. It's hairy and feels good without hair gel.

"That's different." Cristiano's big head continued to hunker down in her arms, giving Sandy the illusion that she was holding a large dog. "I'm so bored! I really want to compete! Ahhhh!"

Listening to Cristiano's wailing and howling, Sandy smiled mysteriously. She thought it was time to tell this guy something to relieve his depression of not being able to play. "So can you do something for me?"

"What's the matter?" Cristiano hid his face in Sandy's abdomen childishly and asked in a muffled voice.

Sandy tore his face away from her belly, and with a dazed look on his face, pulled his hand over her belly, which was a little more protruding than hers before.

"Sandy, you seem to be getting fat." Cristiano, who hadn't figured out what happened, said something stupid enough for Sandy to kick him aside. Probably no woman would want to hear his own words. The other half said they were fat.

"Yes, dear Mr. Cristiano Ronaldo dos Santos Aveiro, you are right," Sandy said through gritted teeth, "I will probably become a fat woman in the next few months , so I will not dirty your eyes." After finishing speaking, Sandy angrily threw Cristiano, who was startled by her sudden anger, downstairs and went upstairs by herself.

"What happened? Where's Sandy?" Dolores came out of the kitchen again, and she found only her silly son in the living room, and Sandy had disappeared.

"Mom, I seem to have pissed off Sandy." Cristiano looked at Dolores with some apprehension and doubt.

"What are you doing again?" Dolores was a little helpless. Although she loved her youngest son, she had to admit that this guy's EQ and IQ would drop from time to time.

"It's nothing, but Sandy asked me to touch her belly, and I said by the way that she seems to be fat."

Dolores stretched out her fingers angrily and poked Cristiano's forehead: "You silly boy, how can you say that about other girls. You..." She suddenly realized something, and then hurriedly asked Cristiano, "Sandy's belly? Are you sure it's bigger than before?" She didn't pay much attention when Sandy came in just now. After all, if it's what she thinks, it's really not obvious.

Cristiano nodded again and again: "Well, well, Sandy's usual waist size should be..., and now his waist size should be two centimeters larger."

"You can find two centimeters, why didn't you find anything else, you silly boy!" Dolores really couldn't laugh or cry.

"What?" Cristiano thought what happened today, his mother and girlfriend were going to play charades with him.

"Boy, you might be a father!" Dolores said angrily.

"Huh?" Cristiano was dumbfounded for a moment, then immediately got up from the sofa and rushed upstairs quickly.

"Watch your feet!" Dolores yelled at him, who was still wounded.

Cristiano probably didn't hear what Dolores was yelling at all, he was preoccupied with the fact that he was going to be a father.Though he hadn't asked Sandy yet, he felt it must be so.The IQ of the one who was offline just now has recovered all of a sudden, and there is even a possibility of rushing to the full value. Cristiano immediately connected what Sandy said before, and now he feels that he is really going to be a father.

He went upstairs and came to his and Sandy's bedroom. He stood at the door and knocked on the door cautiously: "Sandy, can I come in?" His voice was very low, not sure if he was afraid to disturb Sandy, I was still surprised by the little thing that might just be a small bean sprouts.

"Come in." Sandy's voice came from the door.

Sandy was angered upstairs by the guy whose IQ dropped, of course she calmed down when she went upstairs, and then touched her stomach: "It's all about you, little thing, that made me emotionally unstable. "

Of course, Sandy couldn't bear to blame the little guy in his stomach, so he picked up the pillow that belonged to Cristiano on the bed, and beat it hard twice as its owner to vent.As soon as her mood calmed down, the guy who annoyed her came up.

As soon as Sandy said it was okay to come in, Cristiano poked his head around the door and walked in.As soon as he came in, he first glanced at Sandy nervously, and then looked at her stomach with fiery eyes.It's just that Sandy was holding his pillow in his hand, which happened to block his stomach, so that he couldn't see anything. Cristiano looked angrily at the pillow that belonged to him.

Pillow: I provoked someone, the hostess hit me, the hostess glared at me, pillows also have human rights!

Cristiano dawdled to the side of the bed, and then looked at Sandy flatteringly: "Sandy, your stomach?" He somewhat wished that he had a pair of clairvoyant eyes, so that he could see the inside of his stomach through the pillow and heavy clothes, and see what was inside. Not a little thing.

Sandy said angrily: "I'm really sorry, I gained weight." Which woman doesn't care about weight?

"I'm sorry, Sandy." Cristiano apologized obediently, and he murmured in his heart that Sandy is not so unreasonable in normal times, so it must be because there is an extra little thing in his stomach, and it belongs to that little thing wrong.

Sandy snorted and ignored him.

Cristiano continued with a shy face: "Can I touch that again?" He didn't touch anything just now, so he must touch it this time.

Sandy said nothing, but took the pillow off his hands as a silent consent.So Cristiano's paw touched it immediately, and he carefully put his hand on Sandy's stomach.

Sandy was wearing a thin sweater, which kept her warm well, but when Cristiano touched it, she seemed to feel that the sweater on her stomach was particularly warm, and she felt a little hot.

"Is it true?" Cristiano asked in a trembling voice.

Sandy said softly, "Yeah."

Cristiano really wanted to jump at this time, but his foot injury reminded him that he couldn't jump at all.But even so, he was very excited.

"My God! God! Virgin Mary!" He murmured, walking up and down the bed, and Sandy felt as if he had said everything that could be said in religion.

After thanking all the gods in the sky, Cristiano returned to Sandy with some excitement, and he hugged Sandy.But as soon as he hugged her, he let go like an electric shock: "Sandy, if I hug you like this, will you feel uncomfortable? By the way, I remembered, just now downstairs, I hugged you a little too much, How are you feeling? Shall we go to the hospital?"

"Chris, I'm not made of tofu." Sandy patted the nervous Cristiano's hand to comfort him.She was afraid that Cristiano would become nervous, so she went back to Portugal to deal with work without telling him. It seemed that her decision was indeed correct.

"Sandy, I'm so happy! Ah, yes, we're getting married right away. I'll call Jorge right away and ask him to prepare for our wedding." Cristiano became a little incoherent, but he felt that he might be married for a while. I won't be clear-headed for a moment, so I'd better leave some things to my all-purpose agent.

"I refuse." Sandy's words were like pouring cold water on Cristiano's head.

"Why?" He looked at Sandy pitifully, with an expression that looked like he was about to cry.

"I don't want to be a fat bride."

"But you are not fat at all." Cristiano completely forgot that a few minutes ago, he was still talking about people's fat downstairs, and he felt that if they got married now, Sandy's stomach would not be obvious at all, and her figure would not be too obvious. Not out of shape.

Sandy sighed and said another reason: "My grandpa."

Cristiano was hit like a deflated balloon.In the previous UEFA Champions League home game against Marseille, he was playing football and was injured, so he didn't notice the guests in the VIP box at all.Later, when watching replays after the fact, he found Grandpa Sandy sitting next to Florentino.

Sandy's words reminded him of the problem that had plagued him for a long time. He was afraid to have a child because of this problem, and that was the fact that the child would inherit that huge family after Sandy's grandfather picked him up.

"This is my child." Cristiano muttered.

"It's my kid too, Chris I don't want him to be the heir to that family, especially with my grandpa raising him. I don't want him to grow up to be like my dad, or Alfred, One of them is running away from their own family, the other is ignoring their own family, I don’t want my child to be the heir of a cold family.” Sandy also expressed her heart, after she stayed away from that family, she felt that she could see more or less clearly The family is gone.

"You are right, he is my child, I have already thought of the name, he is my heir, so he should have my name, he is Ronaldo II..."

Sandy angrily interrupted Cristiano's plan for the future of his unborn son: "What if it's a daughter?"

"Daughter is even better, that is Sandy II, oh my little princess!" Cristiano looked at Sandy's belly, "This must be a little princess, I will definitely give her a princess look." life."

Sandy rolled her eyes in an inelegant manner. She thought she might have been "cheated" because her boyfriend was obviously more interested in her belly.But she was also very happy to think that there would be a young son like Cristiano around her.But—"I hope I'm not a fool!" She prayed in her heart.

That night, Cristiano muttered to Sandy's stomach for a long time, so long that Sandy fell asleep and woke up, and he didn't finish.

The next morning, Dolores saw her little son jumping up and down excitedly to tell her that he was going to be a father.Although yesterday's guess was close to ten, Dolores was still very happy.

But Cristiano was just secretly excited at home, because of the injury, and because Sandy's grandfather couldn't let Sandy's grandfather know the news early, he couldn't even score a goal to celebrate like other players, and he even had to find ways To hide from the paparazzi reporters who want to pry into his private life everywhere.

At the beginning, Cristiano still felt a little depressed, but Sandy gave him a reason to be happy: "If we hide it for more than half a year, and then announce it when the child is born, those reporters who were concealed by you will surely Very depressed."

Because he suffered a lot from the media, Cristiano has always wanted to punish them. After hearing Sandy's words, he thought that this is indeed the case, which must be very interesting.

So Cristiano, who always liked to show off, kept his mouth tightly shut and kept the biggest secret in this family.It's just that after more than a month, when he returned from injury, his teammates felt that he seemed to be more excited, as if he wanted to vent the depression of not being able to play for more than a month.

Chris