your teammate

together.

Cristiano raised his forehead and used a period on the opposite side. He could imagine Messi's face turning black.

——It's not important, let Pique delete the tweet!Go back to Barcelona!

Ramos is going to die, when did Pique become so smart?He actually thought of making trouble with such a glorious topic as the unity of the national team.If this matter spreads, what will be said if he doesn't go?No matter how you explain it, he will definitely be convicted for not giving Pique face and discord with Pique. It is not a matter of his personal image. It is really related to the stability and unity of the team.

Hurry up and delete it as soon as possible, and find a way to find an excuse.

But who can control Pique now?

Of course he and Chris couldn't do it, they were the ones who drove people away.The people of the national team are not good either, they know all about him and Pique, they have to gossip, and now who in the team can control Pique? (Xiaobai's qualifications are enough, but there is no need to think about who is helping Barcelona) As for Cassie... well, he has already forwarded it for him, and Pique probably started it first. Ramos decided to grab the card next time they meet Xi has a confused face, are you stupid to be fooled by Pique so easily?

In short, this meeting can only rely on Messi's dead horse as a living horse doctor.

At any rate, there is Chris, the "hostage" in hand.

However, we Master Shui obviously forgot, who was sent off by a red card for poor defense in the derby, and who was sent off for the lore at the Bernabeu.

He has never had very good results against Messi.

Distressed for a second.

—Give the phone back to Chris.

The other side replied with a command sentence that showed no emotion.

Chris, who was watching from the side, thumped in his heart, feeling that he was about to be pissed off by his captain.

The next moment Ramos' own phone rang.

Call, Peake.

Chris pressed the speakerphone before Ramos's cunt touched the hanger, and snatched his phone back by the way.

Received a stare from Master Shui.

But kittens are really no deterrent.

To be honest, you don't wear hairspray, and you don't have a big beard. How can you have any deterrent power? Do you rely on that hair with hot eyes?

Cristiano shrugged, "I didn't tell Leo about you, thanks to you, now I have to explain." Kachakacha took two photos, and said to himself, "I hope he saw it. The photos are believable.”

On the other side, a voice came from Ramos' speaker, "Good evening, Sergi, Leo said you were looking for me? What's the matter?"

Ask knowingly.

Angrily, Ramos stretched out his paw subconsciously, and after thinking about it, he chose to retract his paw and scratch Chris to signal him to help answer.

"Oh...sese wants you to delete that tweet."

"He should discuss this with me personally."

"How do you let him talk."

"Then meow and listen."

"Meow."

!

Ramos covered his mouth with a movement that didn't fit cats, and gave Chris a horrified look.

The latter nodded slowly, his expression became serious, and he confirmed, "You did meow."

……

The air froze for about two or three seconds.

In the next moment, Ramos's hair exploded all over, and he kicked the phone off the bed violently.

"Hello? What's the matter? What happened? Are you all right?"

The quality of the mobile phone is still good. Although the screen is broken, the call is still going on, and the person on the other side of the phone can't care about teasing when he hears the sound of something falling to the ground. He has not forgotten how small Ramos is now. get worried.

Chris looked at the kitten curled up on the pillow with his back to him and couldn't help but sighed, and resignedly reached out to pick up the poor phone, "Geri, nothing happened. No, he's fine, thank you, you didn't helping."

He saw that he had already pushed a hot topic on his mobile phone discussing the content of the Banya team's dinner celebration, and sighed again, "Forget it, the matter has gotten worse, it's too late to say anything now, send your address Me, I'll bring Sese to you tomorrow, he has to show up at night. Just, please don't force him to do things he doesn't like, okay?"

Why did I force it? ? ?

He opened his mouth to meow meow, could it be that I did it?

Well, in a sense it is.

But I'm obviously a victim too!

In the end it was the fault of that bastard who didn't know where to hide and curse!

Some kind come out to single out!I can kill you if I say it!

Pique said that he was also wronged.

"Chris, what are you going to do to convince me that I'm not here for a joke? ... I'm worried about him."

Ronaldo has never heard Pique so humble.

But he could only shake his head, "It doesn't matter whether I believe you or not."

Anyway, the important person has always believed in you.

It's just that you can't give him what he wants.

He can't bear what you can give.

Chris saw the kitten with its back turned to him quietly pricking up its ears, probably still listening to the conversation here, and sighed again, "This is a matter between you, you can talk about it tomorrow." Then he changed his tone , "I'm going to hang up, I still have to make a phone call! I'm going to be tricked to death by you!"

Of course Pique knew what was going on, and he also laughed, "If Leo doesn't believe you, you can ask him to ask me, but I will remind him that you hold the naked Ramos in your arms."

"Hey!"

"You don't need to thank me too much——" Pique finished laughing, and lowered his voice, "help me take care of him, see you tomorrow."

Cut, I take care of my own captain and help you.

Chris curled his lips, but seeing that Ramos finally relaxed and his body stretched out, he was no longer a tight ball, so he didn't say anything more.

Next, a practical question is, in the face of a call from Rio Messi that has been dialed continuously during the call with Pique, how should he answer it?

A certain Bernabéu king said he was a bit square.

take over a cat

Early the next morning, Pique unexpectedly greeted a disguised Cristiano Ronaldo at the door of the hotel room where he was staying, and Ramos who was carefully pulled out of his hood.

"I thought you guys would linger until the evening." The tall Catalan raised his eyebrows, not so much an accident as a surprise?

Cristiano rolled his eyes angrily, "Thanks to your blessings, I have to go to South America now."

"Oh..." Although South America is a large area, of course Pique knows what it means.

The kitten purred dissatisfied and bit Chris' finger with its harmless teeth.

"Sese, of course it's your fault!" Chris pinched the back of his neck and raised the kitten to the same level as his line of sight, returning the same dissatisfied gaze.

The kitten opened its teeth and danced its claws and meowed, vaguely panicking about being suspended in the sky.

You know the difference between standing as a human being and being a cat hanging "in the air" more than ten times your own height while still being a human being inside.

Pique knows.

"Don't do that to him!" As he spoke, he had folded his hands and snatched the kitten from Chris' hands into his arms.

Cristiano stared dumbfounded at his empty hands, wow what kind of expression was that, did he feel distressed?

To be honest, it's too inconsistent to put it on Pique.

He has never seen Pique look so cautious. Ramos should really take a good look at Pique's expression looking at him now.

Cristiano shook his head inwardly. Ramos insisted that Pique's behavior could be explained by a kind of tacit friendship between them that was hidden under the previous tit-for-tat, although he didn't want to admit it, but he still felt that he believed in a curser. It's really stupid to judge whether someone likes you or not based on your declaration.

"Taking a step back, it doesn't matter what the conditions are. The matter is so serious that I have to do what he says!" Ramos retorted.

But what I care more about is not your behavior management but your mental health!

Are you sure you're not upset that he doesn't like you?

This is what Chris held back for a long time during the conversation between one person and one cat last night and finally failed to say it.

That's too much.

So in the end he just said, "You should believe what you see, hear and feel, don't pay too much attention to that curse, there will definitely be a way."

Ramos initially refused to be held in Pique's arms.

But Peek's hand is right on the back of his back where all cats like to be touched most (/only).

Not even if he wasn't really a cat.

Ramos Mew quickly stopped struggling and relaxed, and even purred slightly, not because he was unsteady—after all, it was true!of!very!Shu!Clothes!

"It seems that you know how to take care of a... cat." Cristiano looked at his ridiculously honest captain (/the owner of the cat who troubles people every day) and made a hesitant evaluation.

"I have one night to study, you know I don't lack action and strategy for what I want to do well." Pique pointed.

"Well, whatever you say is right if you win anyway," Chris shrugged meaninglessly, "but I think you have to do more than just please a [cat]."

Pique was immediately hit by the pain and his face collapsed, "So he still doesn't want to believe me? You think I'm relying on him... me to see his jokes?"

Peake took a peek at the kitten who seemed not to be paying attention to the conversation between the two, and was vague about the keyword that might poke people's nerves.He couldn't think of another way to explain Ramos' reaction now, and that seemed to be the only reason.

It has to be said that it hurts him to be seen as someone who exploits other people's feelings for him for fun.

Especially when it's Ramos.

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