football temps

In the evening, after dinner, Chenlong finally got AC Milan's roster. He still had an arduous task. He had to analyze the Milanese well and restrain the opponent to the greatest extent.

There is no one available on the forward line. Mattelli also fell ill the day before the game, and he had a cold and cold.

Marchisio took back the center and formed a double midfielder partner with Pirlo, Elia was still on the left, Pepe went back to his old position as a winger, and Giacherini acted as a temporary striker.

Caceres' position cannot be moved. If even he plays, then Juventus really has no substitutes available.

After tossing in front of the computer for several hours, Chenlong finally lay on the bed a little tired, and when he was about to take an early rest, the phone rang.

Chenlong looked at the caller ID in surprise, and the call was actually from the national team teammate Shalawi.

"I heard that three of your team members are missing?" Shalawi and Chenlong knew each other very well, so he asked straight to the point and didn't beat around the bush.

Hey, this kid is here to confirm the news, right?Chenlong smiled, and responded to him in a joking tone: "Didn't you Milan people abduct it? Why don't you ask me instead?"

"Don't talk nonsense, we don't have the ability. On the contrary, I'm here to tell you some news. I saw the three of them on Schie Street last night, but I didn't know about it afterwards."

He didn't expect that Shalawi came to tell him the news, which made Chenlong startled, where is Kesiqi Street?He himself doesn't know. "Skee Street? Where is that? Never heard of it."

"Haha, you bastard, you've never even heard of Ski Street. The nightclubs on Ski Street are the most famous, don't you really know? These three probably went there last night to be chic." Shalawi laughed unscrupulously.

nightclub?Chenlong doesn't feel that there is nothing shameful about not knowing about nightclubs, just like Shalawi may not know where there is a beauty salon, it is not surprising at all, but this result makes Chenlong very depressed. People really go out to play, but after playing, they will always show up the next day, right?

"You don't know what color underwear I'm wearing now, what's so strange, did they go in later?"

"I don't know about this. I said I only saw it on the street, and there will be no more after that. At that time, Montolivo and I just came out of the nightclub." Shalawi told the truth.

"Fuck, it turns out that you are also a veteran. You went there to soak up sex at a young age. Be careful that you are young and weak, and retire early." Although these words are sarcasm, they are also very reasonable.A 20-year-old who started to go to nightclubs will definitely not have a long career.

The most famous player in the history of football is Manchester United's Best. He has the potential to be the king. He was 27 years old. He retired early because of excessive indulgence. Unfortunately.

"Is there anything else?" Chen Long felt that Shalawi would not come to him just for this matter.

"Well, um, I have something to ask you. It's a private matter, it's purely private." Shalawi's voice on the other end of the phone was a little reserved and a little embarrassed.

"Personal matter? Do you still have a personal matter to ask me? I'm really curious, let's talk, see if I can help you." Chen Long was amused, looking at the situation, he seemed very embarrassed to speak.

"Uh...I feel a little powerless in sex recently, do you have any help?"

Uh, no, it’s this kind of thing again, what’s the matter, when Chen Long heard it, his expression became weird.How can the new generation of strikers in Italy be better than their predecessors?That's how big it is, and it's really a problem.

"Well, go back to Turin and find me, do less piston movement, and there is no shortage of these things, why are you so anxious? You ruined your career." Although Chenlong is also a womanizer, there is absolutely no Sarah Wei is so overindulgent, he stipulated for himself that he would come once a week at most, although once was not enough, but the physical limitations were there.Now that I think about it, it's actually a good thing.

After hanging up the phone, Chenlong called Maldini.The last time Chenlong played football with Ronnie in Milan, he asked for Maldini's phone number.In the city of Milan, if he wanted to find someone to help, he could think of no more than three, one was Zanetti, the other was Maldini, and the third was his cousin Louis XIV.

But last time Moji said it was okay not to go to Louis XIV so easily, so he dismissed the idea.Zanetti is inconvenient to find. After all, the relationship between Inter Milan and Juventus is indeed too stiff. Although Maldini is a potential opponent, Maldini is no longer in the team anyway.

As the top past star in Milan City, Maldini's influence is completely unmatched by others. Maldini's news is further than that of Shalawi.But there were not many, the information only said that Beckbon and the others took a taxi with three alluring women at the entrance of the nightclub and left, and there was no news after that.

There is a certain connection between Maldini's statement and Shalawi's statement, at least they are all near the nightclub, which shows that the degree of truth is very high.But if even Maldini doesn't know what's next, who else will?As a last resort, Chenlong still called Louis XIV.

Chen Long was shocked by Louis XIV's answer.

"I know about this. It is true that I left with three women, and then went east. I guess it is not in Milan City now. I have already helped to inquire in the afternoon. I don't know which force did it. It is definitely not It's as simple as going to a room with three women. I'll follow up."

Even the powerful mafia couldn't figure things out for the time being. This time, Chenlong gave up completely and let the matter develop. He fell on the bed and fell asleep until the next day.

After merging with the newly reported three rookies in the morning, Juventus went to the training ground for training.Chenlong didn't show up in the training. According to the original setting, he should be a sick patient, so he stayed in the hotel.

But at this moment, the uninvited guest came again, this time it was Ling Xiyu's disturbance.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, you've become more beautiful again," Chen Long joked, habitually staring at the pair of big tits.

Ling Xiyu sat on Chenlong's bed without any scruples, lay down lazily, panting coquettishly: "I'm so tired, I've been waiting for you for a whole day, but I didn't expect you to run away with sister Ariel Roaming in the Alps, hum."

Lying on the bed, Ling Xiyu's pair of plump shuangfeng was even more dazzling. The white shirt was bulging, as if her breasts were about to pop out in the next moment. "Don't be so casual. Ariel will come over and see it later. Then I'll really jump into the Yellow River and I won't be able to clean it up. Sister, get up, I can't stand it."

Ling Xiyu ignored Chenlong, stretched his waist lazily, and his curvy figure was even more obvious, "My sister has clues about those three people. Come and help my sister loosen her muscles and bones. My sister is in a better mood, maybe I'll tell you."

.... Loosen your muscles and bones, what a way to loosen it, it will kill you, if you really want me to pounce on you and give you to xxoo, will you be satisfied? "What clues do you have? I searched for several people but failed to find out. Could it be that you are more capable than them?" Chen Long didn't believe that Ling Xiyu could have any clues at all. He sat on the chair with his back and stopped looking. Touching the stunner on the bed that made his blood boil.

"Milan City is my world, not the world of the Mafia. Any trouble in Milan City can't escape my eyes. Don't underestimate my sister, sister is in Milan City, that is a pair of eyes that cover the sky, hum. Just say Bei Lusconi, this old man had sex again last night. Love was lined up."

Uh...why is it all about yin and chaos...Chenlong felt like he had fallen into the city of sin. Hearing what Ling Xiyu said, he believed it a little. "Tell me what happened."

"Come here, give my sister a massage, and I'll tell you," Ling Xiyu didn't say anything, but still asked Chenlong to go over for a massage.

Chenlong turned his head to look at the door, and found that the door was closed, then turned his head to look at Ling Xiyu, only to find that Ling Xiyu was already lying on the bed, her round buttocks were already raised high.

Uh, this posture... Chenlong's little jj has already stood up in disobedience, how can he still control it?

No, I definitely can't have sex at this time. If I love love, I will definitely not be able to play the game in the afternoon. I will bear it, I will bear it again...

Chenlong still walked over, although it was uncomfortable, but Ling Xiyu turned his back to him, and did not see the reaction of Chenlong's crotch.

Chenlong pressed a pair of trembling hands on Ling Xiyu's weak shoulders, and gently kneaded them.Xin Dao turned out that women's flesh and bones are equally soft, and women are indeed made of water.

"Well, it's comfortable." Ling Xiyu snorted softly, as if Chenlong's hands brought her infinite pleasure at this time, Chenlong listened, and his body suddenly protruded again, agitated endlessly.

"Actually, things are not as complicated as everyone thinks. Those three boys really went to have a room with a woman. They just ran to the suburbs of Milan to avoid the public's eyes and ears. But afterward, a group of men in black killed them halfway, and directly killed the three boys. The gang of men in black, you can guess who did it." After enjoying the pleasure for a while, Ling Xiyu finally revealed the whole story.

Chenlong fell into deep thought, could it be that Inter Milan did it again?Even the kidnapping was dispatched?

"I'm just guessing. Don't take it seriously. I guess it's just to hold you back. After the game, they should come back safely." Ling Xiyu added, "I mean, I'm really not a man. How long has it been? It just softened."

Uh... Chenlong was distracted by thinking about Inter Milan, and as a result, the little jj softened, and Ling Xiyu turned his head around at some point, just in time to see the softened cucumber...

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