[Football+US Entertainment] My girlfriend is an alien

——Portugal deserves to be eliminated, Ronaldo probably shouldn’t play in the World Cup

——The worst Portugal in 10 years, only relying on Ronaldo will not work

——The golden generation is long gone, and Portugal has no successor

——The Portuguese fans cried bitterly when they were kicked out of the group stage

——Walking off the lawn, Ronaldo looked back with tears in his eyes

The next day the whole world seemed to be surrounded by the news that Portugal was eliminated, because it was Portugal who was eliminated, and because their captain was Cristiano Ronaldo, they were destined to receive more attention.In short, after the game ended, all the media came out in a swarm. Some expressed their regrets, and some began to analyze the reasons for Portugal's elimination in various ways. For the sake of blogging, all major media made all kinds of tricks. Probably only the fans are the most innocent.

[Seeing Master Luo looking back from the sidelines, I hugged my boyfriend and cried on the spot. 】

[At that time, I was holding back my tears, okay, but later when I checked the news and saw the male god jumping on Master Luo, I couldn't help but collapse. 】

[Please don't mention it, I want to cry again. 】

[Hey, I don't know which media took the picture, the last smile of the two of them, that's not a smile, it's obviously a cry. 】

【I feel sorry for the male god. In the previous interview, I also said that I hope England and Portugal can qualify, but the result...】

[Portugal’s situation is actually a bit expected. After all, there is only Ronaldo, and it’s hard to support it alone. 】

[Pepe got a red card and the little golden retriever missed the game due to injury, so I knew it was going to be bad. 】

Netizens chat about their thoughts on their favorite social software, some feel sorry, some disdain, some feel sad, some think it doesn’t matter, everyone has everyone’s thoughts, everyone There is a right to express these thoughts, but these thoughts can't change anything.

On the day the group match ended, the Portuguese team disbanded in Brazil. Ronaldo hugged and bid farewell to all his teammates, coaches, and staff. Everyone paid a lot for this game. Even if they didn't reap success, everyone deserves respect.They especially thanked the owner of the hotel, a Portuguese immigrant, who did his best to provide them with comfortable service during the World Cup.

"Sorry." Ronaldo hugged him, sorry for not being able to bring a victory, sorry that they had to leave early.

"No, no, don't say that," the boss patted him on the shoulder vigorously, "You are the pride of Portugal and always will be. We still have a chance, and we will always win."

"Thank you, thank you." He repeated twice, said goodbye to him, then walked to his girlfriend, and naturally held her hand, and she was used to letting him hold it naturally.

"Let's go." She clasped fingers with him and looked up at him slightly.

"You've worked so hard." He saw the news and found out that she flew to Brazil without a break after filming the last scene. He felt a little distressed, no, very distressed.

"Then you can make it up to me." She smiled, and touched his eyebrows, eyes, and nose with the other hand.

He grabbed her hand and stuck it to his cheek, "Make it up to you."

"You've been very sweet-talking lately." Anita pouted, "Junior learned from you."

Ronaldo laughed softly, "No, it's not sweet talk."

[Ah ah ah!Ahhhhh!Ahhhhh!Go to the male god's twitter!hurry up!immediately!immediately!Immediately! 】

[What's wrong! 】

[Look, look, look, hurry up! ! ! ! ! 】

[It exploded!It exploded!It exploded! 】

[I'm about to have a heart attack, someone call the emergency number for me! 】

[Ah ah ah!Ahhhhh!Don't ask me what I sent, I don't know! 】

[I'm confused! 】

Her twitter is actually nothing special, she just posted a group photo. If it is special, probably the most special is the two pieces of paper they are holding in their hands.

Anita [yes]//Ro [we got married]

They escaped all the reporters, fans and all kinds of irrelevant people, just the two of them, sitting on a private jet.

She ate ice cream, fed him a bite by the way, and asked him, "Where shall we register."

"en...London?"

"There will be a 15-day publicity period," she bit her spoon. "Well, objectors can go to the Registry during this period to make their comments."

"Oh..." Ronaldo rubbed his eyebrows, "Go to Portugal?"

"No." Anita shook her head, then looked at him, "I know a good place."

They registered their marriage in Las Vegas the next night, which was unexpected in Las Vegas, but the marriage itself was not unexpected.Although they have only talked about their relationship for three months, love has never been related to time.After ten years of dating and then getting married, it may not necessarily be happy and consummated, and getting married after three days of knowing each other may not necessarily result in happiness.

Marriage is very sacred, very complicated, but also very simple. Marriage always involves many things, but sometimes love is enough.

"Oh, that's wrong." She finished her registration form and went to check her boyfriend's form, "This one doesn't have an e, and it's an a or not."

"It's because you always cheated every time you wrote by dictation, and now you misspell words." She rubbed his cheek vigorously, but her boyfriend looked at her with a particularly innocent look, trying to get away with it .Helpless, she had no choice but to draw a new one, "I'll write a copy, and you copy it."

She stood behind him, as if she had no bones, lying on his body, hugging his waist, watching him earnestly copy the form stroke by stroke, as if it was only now that she had a sense of reality that she was going to get married.

"We're getting married?"

"Yes." Ronaldo turned around and kissed her, looking into her clear eyes, they were getting married, it sounded crazy, but it was also crazy happiness.

"Then should I change my surname?"

"Do you want to change?" he asked her.

Anita thought for a moment, then shook her head.

"Then don't change it." He kissed her hand, and he didn't have any opinion.

"Do you love me?"

"of course."

"Love so much that you can't extricate yourself?"

"Yes, so much in love that I can't extricate myself."

"I love you too."

"I know."

The registrar laughed while listening to their conversation. She receives several couples to register every day, whether it is impulsive or planned for a long time, but it seems that no one is like them. Oh, of course she knows the couple in front of her. , they are so famous.

"You guys are so good."

"Of course." Anita smiled and kissed his face, "My boyfriend is so handsome."

"So you just looked at my face?" Ronaldo stared at her pretending to be angry.

"en..." She tilted her head and thought for a while, "Still have a figure?"

"Shouldn't you say 'my love has nothing to do with the flesh'?"

"Come on." She pinched his face, "You still want me to guard you forever without a good body?"

He raised his eyebrows, then hugged her on his lap, and helped her to sit up. Anita was amused by him and laughed, "Don't worry, even if you are 60 years old, you are still a good-looking old man."

"Then you will always be with me?"

"Yes, always with you."

The registrar who watched the whole process: "..." Hehe, I shouldn't have said that, what about my boyfriend, I want my boyfriend!

【Did you see my face? It's a capitalized stupefaction】

[The baby dare not speak, the baby is frightened]

【The baby can't speak, the baby is frightened to death】

[I know that they have a good relationship, that they love to abuse dogs, and that they are very clingy, but I didn't expect the two to get married like this! 】

【Want to know how the president proposed】

【The one who confesses is the male god, the one who proposes won't be the same...】

[Hehe, hehe, think carefully and fear]

[Don't, if you really want to do this, kneel down to the president's boyfriend, it's totally useless! 】

[Hahahahaha, you can see how arrogant he is every day, you know that her boyfriend is not as powerful as the male god! 】

[Please don't mention it, it always reminds me of that "The World's No. [-] Tsundere Girl" at Station B, who couldn't look directly at the president at all! 】

[Hahahahaha, hahahahaha, what a beautiful memory! 】

The fans are very crooked, but they don't know that their male god is silently watching this comment.

"What are you looking at?" Ronaldo came out of the shower and saw his newlywed wife lying on the bed with an ipad in her arms. Oh, wife, he couldn't help smiling, this identity is great.

He leaned closer to see himself on the screen. "What's this?"

"en..." Anita tried her best to hold back her laughter, biting the knuckles of her index finger, "Video clips made by Chinese fans."

"Mine?" He rubbed his hair and poked his head to look, as if he saw the picture of him shooting an advertisement for Adidas.

"Yeah, uh, probably some moments they like, they were edited together." She thought it was better not to tell him that the title of this video was "The World's No. [-] Tsundere Girl", although she searched for "Tsundere" After the meaning, she felt that this topic was so suitable, it was more than suitable, it was perfect!

"Okay." He took the ipad out of her hand, "I am right in front of your eyes, shouldn't you be looking at me." He knelt on the bed with one leg, with only a towel around his body.

Anita looked up at him for a while, then jumped onto him with a smile, knelt down in front of him, put one hand around his neck, rubbed his lips with the other hand, and murmured. "I always find it incredible that you are my husband now?"

"Yes." He chuckled, put his arms around her waist, and bit her fingertips, "Your husband."

"Oh!" Anita withdrew her hand and covered her face, only her eyes protruding from between her fingers, looking extremely cute. "Don't talk to me in a low voice in the future, you are fouling!"

"Really, you like this?" He whispered in her ear, making her goosebumps rise, "What about this?" He lifted his towel and put her hand on his chest forward.

She touched his abdominal muscles with her hands from his chest, and then "hiss—", she saw him gasp, and immediately giggled coquettishly, not at all like his usual heroic appearance, but like A little girl, only in front of him.

He was impatient to undress her, which was easy because she was only wearing a bathrobe, and soon they were all naked.He kissed her all over, every place, as if treating a delicate, fragile and delicate treasure, which contained sex, desire, but more love.