your teammate

, the lower body was pressed against the buttocks, and the whole person was almost forcibly pressed on Pique, trembling and weak, and finally decided to interrupt this scene.

He cleared his throat very deliberately, "Cough, reunion after a long time, isn't it over yet?"

"Why are you still here?" Pique finally let go, turned his head and glared dissatisfiedly at Ronaldo from the side of Ramos' head.

The latter rolled his eyes unceremoniously, "Please, is this my home?"

Ramos' ass was still being grabbed, so he could only awkwardly turn his head to look at people from the other side of Pique, calmed down, and complained, "You shouldn't..." He was obviously still concerned about Ronaldo's previous The "betrayal" was very dissatisfied, but the latter glanced up and down with a smile in his eyes, making him realize what kind of situation he was in. After all, he felt a little embarrassment and couldn't maintain a stern accusation position.

Cristiano didn't embarrass him for too long, and quickly put on a serious face, gestured to Pique with his eyes, and asked meaningfully, "How is it?"

Ramos' eyes darkened, and he shook his head vaguely.

The person who asked the question frowned and looked at Pique strangely. Things seemed different from what he saw, but of course he was on Ramos' side.Without further ado, he squeezed between the two of them and handed the clothes he picked up upstairs to Ramos.

"Put it on, don't catch a cold."

This was for Pique.

The separated Catalan frowned, obviously there was something between Ronaldo and Ramos that he didn't know, and it might have something to do with him, which made him quite uncomfortable.

This kind of discomfort was worse than the discomfort caused by the warm body in his arms being taken away, but Pique didn't say anything in the end.

He's quickly distracted by something else, "Why do you have Ramos size underwear?"

"Actually... Chris has panties in all sizes. — you know he sells panties."

While adjusting the position of the CR7logo elastic band on his waist, Ramos made complaints in a calm manner.

Oh no surprise.

But why would he know/remember your size.

Pique swallowed the words calmly, he didn't want to make himself appear too sour.

Although the CR7 around Ramos' waist is really eye-catching.

He decided to go back and share it with Leo, of course the "Cristiano has everyone in the locker room" version.

"You can go." After getting dressed, Ramos finally looked at Pique for the first time today, and said this.

"Hey, is this the attitude you should have towards someone who just helped you turn back into a human?" Pique teased affectionately. He guessed that Ramos was still angry with him for categorically refusing or kissing him without permission, but La Moss himself had a much worse attitude towards him when he was in the national team, and this is not even a courtesy.

What's more, now that his curse has been lifted and it is certain that Ramos likes himself, what problem can't be solved with a kiss?

One is not enough, just two.

However, Ramos' response became more and more indifferent, he didn't look at Pique at all.

"No one asked you to do this."

It's not even a mocking sentence.

Unperturbed.

It wasn't Sergio Ramos who didn't like each other because of a little thing.

There are moments when they stand on both sides of the court and only think about defeating each other, and there are moments when they stand on the same side of the court and trust each other to support each other.

Those were moments when Gerard Pique was undoubtedly in Sergio Ramos' eyes.

But now he is not there.

Pique found that Ramos' attitude made him more restless than ever.

He was so anxious that he didn't have time to notice that Ramos clenched his fists, not really staying out of it as he showed.

"I thought you..." Pique scratched his hair, and no longer had the easy attitude before, he almost begged, "Chris, can you leave first?"

"It's you who should go." Another person who is not the owner of the house took the lead to confront him.

"..."

Cristiano glanced back and forth between the two men who made opposing demands, both clearly insistent.

"Okay, okay," he raised his hands in surrender, "I'll go up, you guys talk, Gerald, you're not allowed to do anything, or I'll come down and throw you out, deal?"

"make a deal."

Pique felt that this request was rather weird. Could it be that what else could he do if Ramos was really unhappy?But he still agreed before Ramos could make more obstacles.

"At least listen to what he said." Chris patted Ramos on the shoulder, and it was also a way to help his old teammate persuade his current teammate who was staring at him dissatisfied.

The two watched in silence as Cristiano went upstairs.

Of course, the latter didn't care at all, people have long been used to all kinds of staring at themselves (ass).

"It seems that I have to listen. If you have anything to say, let's talk." After Chris went upstairs, Ramos spoke first.

"I thought……"

Pique deliberated over his words for a long time, inferring from the fact that the curse in him was lifted, there is no doubt that the only explanation is that there was a kiss of true love between them, but considering that Ramos became more and more silent as the silence With an ugly face, he still chose a more neutral statement.

"you like me."

theory a cat

The two sat across the table facing each other, and the atmosphere was stiff.

"Ha," Ramos sneered, "what kind of joke is this?"

"I've been back for seven days, and I haven't turned into a cat. No matter how close the physical contact is, it's impossible to maintain such a long-term effect. And you..." Pique shrugged, "You didn't seem very happy, it should be useless, So it's only possible..." (It was your true love kiss that lifted the curse for me)

Unwilling people can fuck people until they pass out. He feels ashamed of his ass that has been hurting for a few days when he said this. It is really a big grievance to give Ramos face like this.

It's a pity that the other party didn't appreciate it.

"Fortunately you still remember that you found it yourself." Ramos interrupted Pique, it was hard to see whether he was angry or guilty, "What gave you the confidence that I would-like? Like? You ??" When he said this, he frowned and looked disgusted, as if it was so absurd and hopeless to connect these words together.

"Sergio Ramos!" Pique almost slapped the table. Have you ever seen someone who is so confident after eating and denying it?That's it for now.But he rolled his eyes and sat back, "No matter what you say, I can feel that the curse has disappeared. You know what the conditions are for it to be lifted."

"Maybe it failed on its own."

"I was skeptical at first, but when I came here and saw that you are like this—" Pique spread his hands, his face was clearly written, "Do you need me to continue?"

"It's just that bastard hiding out somewhere won't admit that his curse isn't working." Ramos glanced at Pique, looking down at the tattoos on his hand, as if he hadn't seen them in a long time (which was true. ).

"Okay, okay, if you must insist on this statement."

Pique still has the face that says "we all know who is the one who doesn't admit it", and smiles "I know you are being tough but I let you go".

In fact, he has every position to express more bluntly and sharply.

But he still tried not to look too sarcastic—provoking Ramos, who looked extremely tough and wonderfully fragile, was really not what he wanted to do at this moment, especially Ramos's appearance and denial attitude. It made him feel uncomfortable-but the mode of getting along between the two has almost become an instinct, and Pique is not sure whether his restraint has succeeded.

Yes or yes.

But it's like nothing.

In Ramos' view, this is probably just a mockery of a higher posture.

"So you can go."

——My business has nothing to do with you.

That's probably what it means.

Pique didn't like the idea very much.

He jerked forward and grabbed Ramos' fiddling hand, causing the latter to look up at him in surprise.

"You don't admit that you like it..." He cut off the conversation before Ramos' gaze became sharp, "Okay, let's not talk about that, anyway, my curse is lifted, and you have helped me. It can help you, at least you don’t have to be a cat all the time, isn’t it? Maybe, as you said, it will ‘be invalid’ after a while.”

The failure to say that both parties knew that they opened their eyes and said nonsense, but Pique's gaze at Ramos at this time was not ridiculed at all, but sincere.

Genuinely ask a person in need to allow you to help them.

This is not reasonable.

Totally unreasonable.

Ramos thought to himself that what he did to Pique before was not at the level of "helping".

It's not an exaggeration to say it's bad.

Isn't this really a sarcasm?

Yet when those beautiful blue eyes look at you so intently, what else can you do but drown in it and trust him?

This is foul.

Ramos was almost impressed.

He subconsciously pulled his hand back.

But could not twitch.

Pique didn't know why, so he glanced at the hands that struggled a little but didn't leave, guessing that this was not a rejection, so he simply held on tighter, hoping that physical contact could replace words to explain everything.

But when he looked up again, he saw that Ramos' face turned ugly for a moment, and his eyes moved away. When he turned back, there was only firm rejection in those eyes.

"Pique, make no mistake, there is nothing you can do for the national team. As for you, who cares? I won't ask you for help, and I don't need it!"

God, is Sergio Ramos such a difficult guy? ?