Doyle's voice was very penetrating, attracting the entire Real Madrid first team, Mordred hurriedly told Doyle to shut up, but how could Doyle, who is more skinny than him, shut up."
Mermaid Merris, hahahaha, I'm sure your light blonde hair will be able to hold up the scales, and the rest of your team won't be able to say it, tsk."
Mordred decisively pressed the hang up button, he should have done it a long time ago, instead of letting him keep BB like this, his image in front of his teammates.However, Mordred, do you really have a so-called image in the Real Madrid dressing room?"
Hahaha, don't pay attention to him, he should have had surgery long ago if he was not in his right mind, such as a frontal lobectomy or something."
The venomous Mordred also has a different flavor.Mr.
Madman wiped his mouth and looked up at him quietly, "If America's biggest future star has to have a frontal lobotomy, it will probably be the biggest loss for the United States." ”Mordred cut off, "He's just crazy, I was pretending to be a Chris fan at the time, for him, this guy is a die-hard Chris fan, you can never imagine the look on my face when I went to his house that day and saw a room full of Chris posters." ”Mordred had a hard time on her face, the room was densely packed with Cristiano, even the sheets were printed with CR7, and if it weren't for the sponsorship of his underwear, the avid fan would definitely have done a job of putting his head on that part......
Everyone looked at Chris in unison, but Chris was unmoved, he was grabbing tomatoes with Ozil, he was used to this kind of wind and waves as the person with the most fans on the football field, and he had experienced this kind of hug from the stands.So when this kind of thing happens, he is really indifferent, "If your friend really likes me so much, give him a signed jersey for the new season." ”Mordred could think of the other party's expression as he jumped out of bed, "Really?
Then he's going to go crazy with joy. ”However, the meal didn't last long, and everyone went back with round stomachs, except for Chris and Kaka, who were too dedicated and religious and had a lot of things that they couldn't eat."
Be careful on the road!
Drive slowly. ”That is, they didn't drink, otherwise Mordred was afraid that he would have to worry about death, and Pepe, who was the last to leave, said to him: "At that time, the club arranged a house for you, you have to live here, this is not easy for those gossip reporters in the rich area to touch." ”Mordred didn't understand Pepe's concerns, "After all, my mother bought it, okay, I've lived for so long, except for the club being a little far away and a little noisy, there are no gossip reporters." ”"It's good that you don't go to nightclubs, and you don't have a girlfriend."
Pepe got in the car and said helplessly, he remembered very clearly, there was a gossip reporter who followed him for half a month, and then the gossip reporter collapsed and tweeted a message.To say that Mordred is simply an ascetic, two o'clock a day, home, club, no women come in and out of his house when he is at home, even!
Even the hourly worker who cleans his house is an uncle.He originally thought that Mordred was pretending, but he didn't expect that he would really come over like this in the past half a month!
Never late for training at Real Madrid and often coming out with Chris in the evenings, it's ......
It makes people wonder if the mosquitoes around him are all male.There was no explosion at all, and people couldn't wait to grab him by the collar and shout, "Didn't you get very close to Chris?"
Learn from him!
At least swap the damn hourly worker for a woman. ”He is now a regular Twitter user for three days, such as joining the Chinese team at the beginning, then provoking Malaga fans, to doujintu, his presence on Twitter is close to Cristiano.Mendes has to admire his ability, the only uncomfortable thing is that Mordred rarely accepts advertisements, and it is too uncomfortable to hold a cornucopia that he can't use.After everyone was gone, Mordred stretched and prepared to go home to sleep, the cool wind blowing on her face at night was not too comfortable.He especially likes this kind of lively feeling, obviously he didn't have this kind of problem in his previous life, but today he is cooking in the kitchen and watching his teammates play around, and that feeling is really good, and he suddenly has a delusion, that is, they will never change.But this kind of thinking is just thinking, the top management is selling if the state is not good, the state is too good to play in a better team, or after winning the Grand Slam, challenge other leagues, and gather less on the football field and leave more.It's just that no one will leave this year, Mourinho has already lined up the lineup, and the top management will not sell people past Mourinho.Just as Mordred was about to step into the door, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder, and Mordred subconsciously grabbed the other party's arm and made a clean over-the-shoulder fall.God knows this is not a rich area, and there are often robberies.But after throwing the person to the ground, he seemed to find himself a little impulsive.This person was obviously not a robber or anything, Mordred reached out and pulled the other party up and patted the dust on his body, "Sir, what are you doing on this big night?"
”The man awkwardly pushed Mordred's hand away, and vigorously patted the dirt on his body clean, "Hello Mr.
Merris, I'm a reporter from the Independent Press, and I am also the reporter you said you had been following for half a month." ”This reporter looks young, and he can't say the last sentence anyway, that is, a good-tempered person like Mordred, if he changes any of them with a slightly more explosive temper, he will directly give him a taxi, and let him go back where he came from.Thinking that he had been laughed at for so long, Mordred couldn't help but be embarrassed, but seeing the other party's pitiful appearance, he finally relented, opened the door and said to him: "Come in, the weather is not warm now." ”When the Independent reporter saw the food on the table, he subconsciously took a picture, and then met Mordred's disapproving gaze, and the reporter's hands trembled and deleted the photo.In this way, Mordred smiled, pulled out a chair and took out the milk tea that he couldn't drink and handed it to him, "How long have you been outside, your hands are cold, drink a cup of milk tea to warm up." ”Mordred smiled softly, it was almost tempting to drown in it, and as a tabloid reporter that everyone shouted at, it was a little flattering to be treated like this suddenly.He took the milk tea in a panic, looked at Mordred's deep sea-like blue eyes in a panic, and slowly calmed down.The independent reporter's eyes turned red, and the reporter, who didn't look very old, covered his eyes with the back of his hand, not wanting to be seen by him, but the tears that slipped down couldn't hide it.Although Mordred didn't know what the other party was crying about, she still patted him on the back to comfort him, but the other party cried even more fiercely.While hiccuping, he said to Mordred: "I only joined this year, and I don't want to make up those specious words, Hiccup - I don't want to follow you, why are those people chasing me and scolding, I also want to go to the press conference instead of running behind other people's butts, but is that something I can control?"
Why are those people scolding me. ”The reporter himself didn't know what was going on, and looking at Mordred's inclusive eyes, he wanted to pour out all the grievances in his stomach.The author has something to say: I have to go to work tomorrow, QAQ, six thousand words are really incomplete, I owe everyone a thousand words tomorrow when I code words.(5000/6000) two more words to say that my collection and comments are so different from others _(:з"∠)_,A few of my friends are collecting strange high, but no one commented,More than a thousand collections are not as much as I commented,But my collection is too bleak。
Chapter 31 The Devil's Voice Mordred Depi is a real skin, but when he really wants to comfort people, he also touches the hearts of others, no matter what, these two lives are not in vain.Mordred directly reached out and took him in his arms, patted him on the back like a child, and regardless of the fact that his shirt with the smell of vegetables was wet with tears, he comforted him in a light voice: "Life is not easy."
We are also the same fatigue as players, every day is boring training, living a life of three points and one line, there is no privacy at all, and we will be picked up at any time. ”"We're human too, and we're tired.But life is our choice, if you really don't want to do this job, you can not do it, but if you can't even eat without this job, it's good to bow to life. ”He didn't talk about those fake and empty chicken soup for the soul, but a very simple truth.The reporter who was crying in his arms slowly raised his head and looked at Mordred a little red, he was an adult crying like that in front of a newly adult child, and crying in someone else's arms, which really made the reporter feel a little embarrassed.However, Mordred did not urge him, but quietly looked at him without saying a word and smiled at the corners of his mouth, as if he could stay here for as long as he wanted, and in a trance the reporter felt that he was almost like a person in a fairy tale.However, after venting the pain in his heart, the reporter also regained his usual calm, smiled wryly and lowered his head and said to Mordred: "I'm sorry, I made you listen to so much nagging at such a late hour, you are actually a good person." ”Mordred, who inexplicably received a good guy card, looked confused, "Huh?
That's a good guy?
”The reporter replied with a serious face: "Of course, not a good person will not let me in, and poured me a cup of milk tea, but you should raise your awareness of prevention, don't have too much sympathy for tabloid reporters, they are very good at acting, they can even go into battle in order to have something to report, tell all kinds of stories to extract information from your mouth." ”Are you scolding myself?
Mordred didn't know what to make an expression of, but the person was really kind, "I'll pay attention, thank you, in fact, you are also a good person, if you hadn't blown out my ascetic matter in the first place, maybe we could still be friends." ”Mordred shrugged her shoulders, and the tenderness in her eyes disappeared in her eyes, replaced by the liveliness of a teenager alone.The reporter who returned to normalcy made a heartfelt gesture, "I thought that after the conversation just now, we were already friends, and I was about to tell you what color my underwear was wearing just now." ”Mordred raised an eyebrow, "Okay then, how about we're friends from today?"
”That kind of understatement stunned the reporter, and he looked at Mordred without blinking, and found that there was no contempt in his blue eyes, he had thought about it seriously.The reporter was a little incredulous, "Are you serious?"
I'm a tabloid reporter, and if you say anything to me, I'll expose it to you at any time. ”Mordred: "Hahaha, of course it's serious, think about it, I don't think I have a newspaper friend, how about you be the first?"
”This is the gentleness that belongs to Mordred, and he can clearly feel that his heart is full of cracks and is spliced together by his few words, and the reporter thinks to himself, the other party is like this, how can he live up to the other side's heart?"
Hello my friend, reacquaint myself, my name is Lucien Burns, and I'm a non-active independent journalist."
Looking at the other party's outstretched hand, Mordred reached out and touched his chin, "Is it so formal?"
It really scares me. ”That being said, Mordred didn't hesitate to shake it up."
My name is Merris Mordred, a...
A midfielder who is still figuring out. ”"If you have any dissatisfaction with Real Madrid in the future, or if you want to raise the price of the transfer or want to raise the salary, you can tell me, I am a man who can blow the light of rice grains into the light of the bright moon."
Lucien patted his chest and packed the ticket.Mordred chuckled dryly, "I hope it never happens." ”No matter how the descendants guessed, they didn't expect that the CEO of the largest self-media company in the future would meet and get along with his best friend for the first time, and it would be like this.Later, Lucien also published a book dedicated to the interesting story of their encounter, but this is all later.After seeing off his friend, Mordred looked at the mess on the table, and finally decided to let the hourly worker clean it up, and returned to the bedroom Mordred collapsed directly on the bed, slowly falling asleep over him."
Merris Mordred!
Merris Mordred!
”With the shouts of the fans, Mordred kicked the goal, the ball slid out a beautiful arc in the sky, and Mordred ran over to the fans with open arms, with a big smile on his face, even if it was compared to the sun.But slowly Mordred realized that something was wrong, the jerseys worn by the fans should not be black and white, but pure white, why?
Why do you think so?
Isn't black and white the faith he struggled for?
No......
It should be pure white.Instead of celebrating as usual, Mordred glanced around blankly, surrounded by teammates in black and white jerseys who were excitedly talking about something, but he couldn't hear anything."
Bell bell bell—" The shrill alarm made Mordred sit up in fright, her chest rising and falling.It's been a long time since he's dreamed of his previous club, it seems that he hasn't missed the past since he joined Real Madrid, and now the sudden dream makes Mordred a little sad, he slept too late yesterday and now he hasn't woken up at all.I got up and washed up casually, got something simple to eat, and just put down the bowl when I heard the car horn ring outside the door.Subconsciously raised a smile on his face, smoothed the wrinkles on his body and pushed the door open, Chris who rolled down the window was looking at him in a shirt, driving the Ferrari 559xx that he gave him last time.Open the door and sit in, and the car will rush out like an arrow from a string.As soon as the car music sounded, Mordred wanted to cover his ears, it stands to reason that Chris's car has been sitting too much, and he should have been used to the other party's way of opening up from time to time, but Chris's voice is not something that ordinary people can appreciate.In Mordred's own words, it was simply the sound of death, specially for the goddess of death, and even then there were brain-dead fans like Doyle who said that Chris sang well.
“Allalongitwasafever,Acoldsweathot-headedbeliever。”
Chris gave Mordred a lively music lesson in a ghost-crying wolf singing style.Every time I hear this kind of singing, Mordred wants to learn to drive, so as not to listen to the song one day and hear internal bleeding, but every time I get out of the car, I don't have a long memory.Mordred really wanted to ask Chris if he did it on purpose, God knows that his voice is obviously very subwoofer, and his speech is also magnetic, why does he sing and kill people?
really responded to that sentence, others sing for money, but he sings to death.Suffering to the locker room, Mordred changed out of casual clothes and changed into a jersey, and then glanced at his training list that he had a lot more than others, and couldn't help but shed tears of sadness.Even if he is dedicated, he is not a robot!
These training sessions are also too compact.Although Mordred complained in his heart, he still ran to the field with the football and started the first training session.Mourinho looked at the people on the pitch and said to the assistant coach: "How has he been gaining muscle lately?"
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It was a bit difficult to see him play half last time. ”"Sir, I know you want him to be able to take charge of himself, but the fat man doesn't eat in a day, he has improved very quickly now, and in the United States his coach has not played a role at all, and it is not even as fast as his own contact."
Mourinho stiffened, but still said: "What question did I just ask you?
”The assistant coach sighed and opened the notebook in his hand, "It stands to reason that he should have no problem playing the entire half now, and the muscle-building effect can be said to be fast, which also shows that he has been listening to you and keeping his meals without stealing food." ”Mourinho's perennially frozen face thawed slightly, and even the corners of his mouth rose, "His biggest advantage is probably that he is obedient and not afraid of hardship." ”The assistant coach also looked at the middle of the field, looking at the blonde boy who kept practicing, and couldn't help but sigh: "His talent is worthy of what he has paid, I thought there would never be a second Cristiano Ronaldo in my life, but I didn't expect to see another one so soon." ”Mourinho also agrees with the assistant coach's point of view, "This kid has a balance of left and right feet, fast dribbling speed, high shooting accuracy, and a big heart, if he can meet him early and give him the rationalized training, maybe it will be even more terrifying than Chris, but there is no if in this world." ”"Actually, sir, I've always been curious, what is your position for Merris?
Three games in a row, his position is so unfixed, the centre-forward, the winger, the centre-back can all kick once, you don't seem to have fixed him. ”The teaching assistant asked the doubts in his heart.Hearing this question, Mourinho subconsciously raised his eyebrows, "I'm also trying to see which position he is suitable for, or which position can be better, but trying to try to be the most suitable for him is the midfielder free man, his overall view and passing do not have to be low in shooting accuracy, but now we have no shortage of midfielders, let's press him in the front for the time being." ”Mordred, who was on the field, did not feel the headache of his manager at all, looking at Ozil, who was practicing dribbling, and hooked Ozil's ball directly with his foot, which was clean and neat, and it could be called a textbook break.This break is similar to the last time Messi broke the ball.But Ozil glared at those big eyes like this, "How did you survive so well?"
”The author has something to say: Yesterday's 1,000 words were also put inside, a total of 3,000 words, everyone read it happily.Chapter 32 The Golden Wolf Guard Mordred didn't realize that he had just behaved badly, tilted his head and replied solemnly, "Probably handsome?"
”Looking at the other party's righteous appearance, Ozil couldn't help but roll his eyes, "I've never seen such a brazen person. ”Mordred felt familiar when she heard it, and after thinking about it carefully, wasn't this the words on the emoji of Chinese fans under her Twitter?
How did he even learn this!?
Mordred was about to chat with him again, when he suddenly saw the old man coming over, quickly stood up straight and smiled: "Chairman, are you here?"
”But Ozil thought that Mordred was teasing him, and said almost helplessly: "Your acting skills have been getting better and better recently, if I didn't know your usual nature, I would have been deceived by you." ”"Oh?
What is his usual nature?
”Florentino spoke suddenly, so frightened that Ozil almost didn't jump, and when he turned around, he saw the kind but slightly old face of the old man.Ozil turned his head and glared at Mordred, you didn't tell me!
The friend couldn't do it, "Chairman, why are you here?"
”Mordred, who was blamed, was really aggrieved this time, and he clearly reminded him......
It was he who had to think too much about it, thinking that he was going to lie to him.The one-meter-eighty-thirty Mordred stood behind Ozil like a big baby, especially the unhappy flat mouth.The two people who were talking didn't notice his expression, and let him be aggrieved."
I came here today to see Merris, he has been at Real Madrid for so long, I haven't talked to him alone, I just want to find him today."
Mordred, who was in the middle of the play, raised her head instantly when she heard her name, like a rabbit hearing the wind, and she almost didn't have two ears on her head.The two of them had been talking, but their attention was on Mordred, and they almost didn't laugh at the sight of him.Florentino hid his smile with a cough and said to Mordred, "Ahem, Merris, I'll come to my office now." ”—————— "Don't be restrained, sit down." ”Florentino had a very good impression of Mordred, and often heard compliments from madmen, knowing that Florentino rarely heard compliments from the madmen who said that God first and he was second.This teenager's talent is also rare in the world, although the first three games to achieve such results, more or less the opponent's problems, but the strength of the three games and two hat tricks, is not a casual word of luck can be represented.Old Fu Ye is complicated with Mordred, why is Mordred not like this?
When he saw this kind old man, the first reaction in his mind was that this was a shrewd businessman, just like the high-ups who were afraid of him in the locker room in his previous life, he was a businessman through and through.And when he was in the United States, he heard Doyle nag, Guti and Raul left, and the superstar tactics hurt the hearts of many fans, and slowly spread the words that Real Madrid is impersonal, no one can die from Real Madrid, and there are a lot of such bad words.As a star who has been swept away, Mordred can only say that no club will raise a player whose physical strength is gradually declining and dragging the team back, and results are the foundation of a club, but Real Madrid obviously has a better choice, but he chose the worst solution.Mordred's heart turned a thousand times, and on the surface, he still looked pale and silent, waiting for the old man to speak first."
You have been with Real Madrid for so long, I haven't had a good chat with you, and I only said a few words in a hurry at your birthday party last time."
Florentino looked at this cash cow, and now he is not just a cash cow for Mendes alone, but a cash cow for Real Madrid as a whole.Backed by the entire Chinese market, everything that was slightly related to him was sold out, Mordred announced that he would join the Chinese team on the day the money was soft, and as far as he knew, the Chinese suit endorsed by Mordred was also sold out.Mordred was not shocked and looked like a person just now, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth but did not say a word.Florentino's mood became even more complicated, thinking that at the birthday banquet that day, he said to this young man that he wanted him to be the golden wolf guard of the second phase of the Galaxy Battleship, and this young man also smiled like this, and he did not refuse him or immediately agree."
Hey, I'm not going to sell you anymore, I just want to ask you what you're thinking about?
Since Guti left, there have been more and more people who say that Real Madrid is impersonal. ”Florentino seemed to be much older at this moment, this old man with gray temples was single-minded about Real Madrid no matter what.Mordred's hands were clasped together, and the expression on his face did not change at all, making it impossible to read what he was thinking.In fact, Mordred was entangled to death, he didn't know whether to hand over his loyalty again, two high-level executives who were so similar, would he be greeted by another gloomy retirement?
Mordred's silence silenced the room, and the goldfish on Florentino's table became the only thing in the room that made a sound.Mordred's hand slowly made a mark, but even the pain didn't wake him up, and he was still immersed in his own thoughts.I don't know how long it took, no one knew what decision he made, and I didn't know how tormented he was, he raised his beautiful eyes, his back was already covered with sweat, and a smile on his face was completely different from just now, that smile was like a sun that could melt ice and snow."
Chairman, I...
I am willing to protect this Bernabeu for you and for Real Madrid, and I will become the most loyal wolf in this pure white, and I will only be loyal to Real Madrid for the rest of my life. ”When Mordred said this, Florentino, who had been worried, finally put his mind at ease, but at the same time he was relieved, his attention was also a little crooked.It is worthy of being the most affectionate voice praised by hundreds of people on Twitter, and the allegiance is the same as the marriage proposal.Although the old Fuye's focus is relatively crooked, his thinking is still very normal, "Merris, you ......"
Just when the old Fuye was about to say something moving, Merris suddenly interrupted him."
Chairman, although I swear to you that I will only be loyal to the Bernabeu in this life, I have one request."
Mordred's face remained unchanged, still with a sun-like smile.And Florentino, who heard the word request, suddenly chuckled, "What do you want?"
”"I hope that one day I can't play anymore, or if I'm useless for the team, just tell me to retire."
Don't sell him, his loyalty is not just words.The author has something to say: Guti really makes me feel uncomfortable, he obviously deserves better.Tomorrow, if the collection reaches 460, I will update it by 6,000!
Chapter 33 Mini Luo Lao Fu Ye was stunned for a moment when he heard this 'request', and then his wrinkled face suddenly smiled, rubbed Mordred's soft hair, and said softly: "The Golden Wolf Guard is not for everyone, he not only symbolizes loyalty, but also symbolizes the sincerity of Real Madrid." ”"And I want to defend my lovely Real Madrid, Guti retired on his own initiative, in fact, I was ready to sign a contract at that time, but he refused, he said to Cassie, 'I can't start at my current level in the team, and it is bound to be a drag to stay here, so I chose to leave.'" ”"When I knew it, I felt more uncomfortable than anyone else, that kid has a white spirit in his blood, and he is an authentic Meilingge."
Florentino's title for Guti is different from others, and it is exclusive to him to call him 'child', and it is possible that when Guti is over half a hundred years old, this old man will still call him like this."
Every big club will be so 'cold-blooded', it's just that the things of Guti and Raul make everyone think that we are really cold-blooded, in fact, other clubs will do the same thing, it's just that we are infinitely amplified by the media."
This old man, who worked hard for Real Madrid, told the previous events in a gentle voice, but he held power in his hands but was similar to his own old man, and his dry and warm palms made people subconsciously dependent on him.This feeling made Mordred in a trance for a moment, but only for a moment, and when she heard the kind old man say the word contract, Mordred suddenly woke up.This is a businessman through and through, Mordred stood up and said to the old man: "I don't know anything about contracts, so please communicate with Mendes, although I promised you to stay in Real Madrid, but it will change at any time?"
”After saying that, he winked playfully, he had to give Mendes enough leverage, after all, negotiations still need professionals.This made the old man who finally saw hope stiffened, although that economic man has super first-class ability and has also helped Real Madrid send a lot of talents, but he can always step on your bottom line when negotiating a contract, which is too cunning."
Knock knock."
A knock on the door interrupted Old Fernandes' thoughts, "Come in." ”It was Mourinho who came in with a stack of papers in his hand that he didn't know what they were, and as soon as he put it down, he turned to Mordred and said: "How much training do you have to do now?"
”Mordred did not instigate the old man, but in the face of the madman's instigation, he replied in a low voice: "Most of it has not been done." ”Hearing this, the madman's eyebrows instantly raised, "Then you are still staying here?"
”"I'll go to training right away, chairman, I'll go first."
After saying that, he ran away with a smoke, as if a hungry wolf was chasing him behind him.Florentino reluctantly sat back in his chair, "Jose, you're a little too protective of him, aren't you?"
”Mourinho sorted out the documents that were placed on the table just now, and he didn't mean to show them to the other party at all, but raised his head and said innocently: "Protect him?"
Who am I protecting?
”After —————— day of training, Mordred was so tired that she collapsed in Chris's car, not even wanting to move a finger, "Chris!
Can I go to your house for a meal?
I don't want to go home to cook, and it's too lonely to be at home. ”Cristiano glanced at him obliquely, "My family?
There's nothing good to eat at my house. ”"It's better than being yourself, take me in for one night."
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When he looked at someone else with wet eyes, no one could refuse his request, which his mother told him personally.Sure enough, Cristiano didn't hold on for even a minute, "Okay, okay, but you must not dislike it." ”Mordred agreed, and her first reaction when she came to Chris's house was that little Chris was so cute!
White and tender like a small ball, Mordred went straight to little Chris after changing his shoes, but little Chris ran to Cristiano with small steps, "Lie down." ”The whole person is hanging on Chris's lap, and it looks so cute.But little Chris looked afraid of him, holding his thighs with his hands, and his little eyes couldn't stop drifting this way, but he didn't dare to come.Cristiano knew that his son was afraid of life, so he directly brought little Chris to Mordred, pointed at him and said: "This is a teammate who is lying on his stomach, you can call him uncle." ”As soon as I heard the word uncle, Mordred was not happy, he has only just come of age this year, okay?
Inexplicably grew up a generation?"
Little Chris, don't listen to your nonsense, just call my brother, you see that my brother is so handsome, and my uncle will call me old."
Little Chris bit his nails with his immature teeth, struggled for a long time, and finally raised his head and said firmly, "Brother." ”As soon as Mordred heard this, he snatched the little mini directly from Cristiano's side, and the sharply rising little mini grabbed Mordred's sleeve tightly, and a pair of big eyes were full of curiosity and slight fear.Mordred kissed the little mini's face, "Brother likes you very much, is there anything you want to eat?"
Brother will bring it to you next time. ”The little mini who was sneak attacked covered the position of the kiss, and looked down for a while and thought "Ice cream!"
”Said it so loudly that it looked like I wanted to eat it.Before Mordred could reply, Chris, who heard the change of clothes, reply loudly, "No." ”The moment he was rejected again, little Chris's eyes were suddenly filled with tears, and Mordred, who had never coaxed a child, was suddenly at a loss, "Don't listen to your dad, isn't it ice cream?"
I'll buy it for you!
”As soon as Mordred finished speaking, he saw that little Chris's tears disappeared in an instant, and he smiled very happily, "Thank you, brother." ”The little white teeth that had just grown out shone in the light.Mordred held the little mini, always feeling as if he was being fooled, usually he fooled the stupid horses, do they think the same way?
Every day, the little Pippi who pits others is still a little dazed when he is pitted."
You watch TV with him, and I'll cook."
With that, Chris ran to the kitchen.Mordred stared at Chris's back and couldn't stop shaking his head, hey, the sorrow of a single father, but there was a smile in his eyes.Then he sat on the sofa with little Chris in his arms and watched TV, picked up an apple from the table and began to nibble on it, the TV was playing his game against Mallorca, and Mordred couldn't help but admire the narrator's cannon-like mouth, if he let him say ......
Maybe your tongue will get knotted.