football temps

"Actually, Moratti is so bad in your eyes? Inter Milan won't help AC Milan," Ling Xiyu said suddenly, she is a fan of Inter Milan, so naturally she has some opinions on Chenlong not very comfortable.

"No, I just feel that the method is a bit vulgar. After all, each is his master, and there is no distinction between good and bad. In my impression, he should be a kind old man, not such an image. And you The words are not very authentic, Inter Milan is not helping AC Milan, he is just helping himself, but he is too embarrassed to say it." Chen Long's thoughts were a little vague, and he remembered what happened when he was a child, "If it were me, It is estimated that I will also sneak some laxatives or something to make the opponent diarrhea, haha, as long as the opponent does not find out."

It was rare for Chenlong to make a joke, sweeping away his gloomy mood.

I can't tell if it's Moratti or Inter Milan. I've had too much trouble with Juventus recently. Now I'm thinking about it, and almost every week I make a fuss about Juventus.When it comes to Inter Milan, Chenlong habitually thinks that Moratti did it. This seems unreasonable. Moratti is the chairman of Inter Milan, but it doesn't mean that he ordered everything right?Including this nasty sneak attack, he may not have done it.

Chen Long thought about this level clearly, and let go of his mind again.

"Hehe, that's about the same. There are really few club presidents in the world who can invest huge sums of money in their own teams for decades. To put it bluntly, old Moratti is actually quite stupid. Yes, at the end of the last century, there was no return for investing so much money, didn’t you persist until the end? Speaking of the real villain, the old man Berlusconi of AC Milan is a lecherous and bad political speculator.” Ling Xi After the rain cleared some of the grievances for Moratti, he aimed his gun at Berlusconi.

"Although I also hate Berlusconi, but you are an Inter Milan fan, I have some reservations about your statement, but you firmly support you to ridicule that old man." For a while, I forgot the fiery ambiguity just now.

Chenlong must have been a little tired, so he simply lowered his head and lay his pillow on the side of the bed, his hands were removed from Ling Xiyu's shoulders at some point.

"Tell me about the old man Berlusconi? I feel that he looks wretched and scheming." The talented Chenlong naturally doesn't have his own opinions on this aspect like the 20-year-old Ling Xiyu, so he is very interested asked this question.

In fact, the 20-year-old Ling Xiyu may not have a good opinion, but she was born in a wealthy family, so she has a lot of contact with him, and as the editor-in-chief of Gazzetta dello Sport, there is really nothing that can be hidden from her eyes. What about the city of Milan? As long as she wants to, there is nothing she doesn't know about troublesome things.

"He, a politician and investor, what can't he do? If he kills you, he can become the prime minister again. I think he will kill you without hesitation. This metaphor is vivid enough."

"Eh...it's really very vivid, what about that bald guy Galliani?" Chen Long suddenly remembered Jia bald guy, so he asked by the way.

"Pfft~ Jiabald, your description is very apt and clear at a glance. Jiabald looks vicious on the surface, but he is actually a very decent person and very capable." Ling Xiyu was teased by Chenlong and smiled Get up, smile beautifully, and the meat mountain is shaking.

"What's the matter, in China, his nickname has always been called that, don't you guys call it that?" Chen Long's eyes widened, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Of course not, you are half Italian anyway, so you haven't paid attention to these things? Well, 'Uncle Fester' is his name." Ling Xiyu looked at Chenlong with contempt, and patiently explained.

"Uncle festers... God, it's disgusting. It's a good match. Let me tell you something. I didn't deliberately slander the Milan duo. In China, the fans of the Milan duo basically don't buy each other. Inter Milan fans call AC Milan AV erosion, and in turn, AC Milan fans call Inter Milan cervical erosion..."

...Ling Xiyu's face turned dark as expected, and the face was covered with dark clouds.Unexpectedly, Chenlong compared these two opponents to women.However, Chenlong just relayed a certain saying from China, and it wasn't that Chenlong himself made it up.

The fans of the two sides in Milan City have been incompatible since ancient times. It is not surprising that there are these names that satirize both sides.Ling Xiyu, who had been gloomy for a while, burst into laughter instead: "The Chinese are so talented!"

In fact, these two descriptions in Italian have nothing to do with each other. It was after Ling Xiyu translated it in Chinese that she discovered the beauty of it, which was also caused by the homonym.

Ling Xiyu knows a little bit of Chinese, this was his hobby when he was young, otherwise he wouldn't be so fond of the house, even Chenlong fell in love with it, not just because of his football skills.

"Hey, why don't we..." Ling Xiyu suddenly turned over and lay on Chenlong's body, the pair of proud shuangfeng softly pressed against Chenlong's chest, chest vs chest, immediately The gun went off, and someone's dick stood firm again.

Alas, Chenlong sighed in his heart. If this continues, even if he works like this, his physical strength will be exhausted, "Why don't you do it? If you really push me down, I really won't have the energy to play later, Are you playing tricks?"

At this time, although Chenlong couldn't control his second child's desire, his own desire could still be reined in, and his psychological quality was really not so strong. According to his own opinion, as long as he didn't take medicine, his second child would be considered a good boy again. Be strong, I will still be stronger than the second child...

But as soon as this idea came up, the second child was suddenly grabbed by Ling Xiyu's tender little hand, and then the little hand slid gently on it...

Up and down, back and forth, the frequency of the little hand sliding is getting tighter and faster.The iron has hardened, the gun has been worn, and it is almost time to mount the gun...

Huh~huh~ Chenlong panted heavily, letting Ling Xiyu ravage...

What the hell is the golden boy award, go to hell, my son, I am no longer a boy, I don't want the golden boy anymore, Chenlong, who is boiling with beast blood, finally got on the horse, the other way around...

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Seven minutes later, Chenlong fell into a deep sleep like a dead pig.Ling Xiyu curled up in Chenlong's arms in satisfaction, with a red cloud on her face that was tender and charming. During the overly violent 7 minutes, Chenlong's performance was just like his shadowless feet and Lingbo's microsteps. ...

I thought this kid was only a few minutes old, and he couldn't bear to toss about it. I didn't expect that in such a short time, he would actually make people want. Immortal.

Chenlong, who fell asleep like a dead pig, slept for more than two hours. It was the eve of the game. During the period, the doorbell rang several times at the door, but he didn't wake him up. , It is also weak and weak, and there is no energy to get up and open the door.

In the end, if Chenlong hadn't been woken up by the banging on the door, they would probably have slept through the night.

Conte waited in the hotel lobby for so long and did not see Chenlong come down, so he hurriedly asked Marchisio to go up to find Chenlong. If the knock on the door was too loud and Chenlong got up, Marchisio would probably have to look for him again. Waiter, the battle is imminent, if Chenlong is nowhere to be seen, how will this match be played?

If Chenlong got up a little later, it is estimated that after the waiter opened the door and came in, he would see the scene where these two people were naked like snakes mating together, and the news would surely explode tonight.

After dismissing Marchisio, Chenlong staggered into messy clothes.

Damn it!Because Mao didn't resist the temptation, he really did it.What to do, my legs are weak, my head is dizzy, and I can't walk steadily.How do you play football? !If the old fox knew, wouldn't he kill me?Ah, my Golden Boy Award seems to be gone.Huh, why didn't I resist Xiao Nizi's temptation!Chenlong was crying, while putting on his clothes, he looked at Ling Xiyu, who was naked and naked on the bed, sleeping soundly.

The pair of snow-white plump breasts that were ravaged by him just now were still standing quietly, shaking slightly with Ling Xiyu's breathing.

Well, let's keep it secret for now and play by ear.After getting dressed, Chenlong took out a box from the suitcase, then took out a small bottle from the box, opened it and poured it into his mouth. This was the medicine he had prepared for himself in advance.

After one bottle was not enough, he poured a second bottle.He didn't know what the consequences would be if he poured two bottles in a row, but as long as he didn't violate the regulations of sports competitions, he would rather set himself on fire on the field than seem to fight, it's better than not even standing firmly, right?

After taking the two potions, he felt a little more stable in his body, at least his mind was not so confused, and his spirit improved a little.He hurriedly packed his luggage and went out, leaving Ling Xiyu to sleep on the bed alone.

"What's the plane? It's so late. Judging by your face, you seem to be in a bad mood? Is there nothing wrong?" Conti was a little angry when he saw Chenlong coming down, but when he saw Chenlong's expression was not good, he asked again with concern stand up.

"It's nothing. I had a terrible nightmare just now. I was chased by a monster for medicine. It may be because I was too nervous and mentally haggard. Don't worry." Chen Long directly compared Ling Xiyu to a beast, and love love The metaphor became a nightmare.Such a beautiful spring dream was turned into a nightmare by him.

"It's fine, otherwise Juventus will be doomed." Conte said worriedly, always feeling that Chenlong was a little weird, "Let's go, everyone get in the car, we have to get used to the venue."

Chenlong had a ghost in his heart, he was eager to get in the car quickly, ran to the back and found a seat and sat down.

He usually sat in the front row to discuss with himself, but today something was strange, and he ran to the last row?Conte became suspicious again, didn't something really happen to this kid?Can't help shaking his head.

After Chen Long sat down, he closed his eyes and didn't notice Conti's gaze at all.Alas, will it be possible to scare people for a while?Nine 10 minutes without ejaculation?Didn't I become the Emperor Li Yi of China?

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