your teammate

Is it because I am thinking about something that I am wronged here, okay?

You can't lift the curse, and you're so stupid, what use are you.

It’s still useful, and it’s not in vain for Pique to meditate for a long time. He lit up the light bulb in his head, “sese! Maybe it’s not counted if you do it intermittently. Let’s try to do it seven times in a row!”

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May I ask if this guy can return it?

Ramos looked at the opposite person relentlessly with the eyes of a fool, and didn't even bother to scratch him, turning his head to pick up his mobile phone that had fallen aside earlier.

"Sese, believe me, there must be something wrong with it, we have to try, at least remember how many times you will come back later."

"Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow?"

【"If I fucking want to fuck, I will fuck you and still use you?"】

Ramos almost smashed the screen with his foot, he gritted his teeth to hold back, typed on the phone and pushed it to someone with a thick skin like a mountain.

"You think of a request for me in your heart, don't say it, keep it simple, and do it right away."

Pick looked suspiciously back and forth between the screen and the kitten, "What do you mean?"

Ramos Meow was too lazy to type, so he grimaced and bared his teeth at him, and stepped on his little paw impatiently.

It probably means that you just do it, so there are so many problems.

"All right?"

Peak guessed that he understood the meaning of the kitten, and hesitantly responded, while naturally raising his hand to stroke the cat, from the back of the neck along the back all the way to the tailbone, the kitten immediately softened and became obedient under the big hand She was submissive, and even took the initiative to come up to him and kiss him.

Mr. Barcelona's future chairman obviously understands the truth that there are advantages and no advantages, so he immediately pushed the transformed person down on the sofa, and covered him with lightning speed, blocking the opponent's retreat space and deepening this kiss.

"Hmm... get lost..." Ramos was stuck in the sofa and couldn't use his strength. His tongue was sucked and he couldn't even speak clearly. He tried his best to lift his knees and hit the vital points of the person on his body before he stopped.

"Huh..." Ramos breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't have the time to manage people and still pressed on himself, and opened his mouth to curse, "Fuck! What are you thinking?!"

"I just wanted you to stop being angry and kiss me quickly. I didn't expect you to really kiss me." The person on top smiled shyly, and licked the palm of the person below who stretched out his face to cover his face.

"Tsk," Ramos was so grateful for the wet and slippery touch that he quickly withdrew his hand, feeling that the organs on his knees were showing signs of hardening, "You fucking! Are you not tired? You have only rested for a few hours ?”

"You rub your knees like this... Tired and tired, if I'm not tough, wouldn't I not give you face?" The innocent tone couldn't hide the elation underneath.

Yes, thank you for being so supportive.

Ramos lifted his knee and slapped Pique hard on the abdomen, which was regarded as kicking him away. He grabbed the phone and tapped it a few times and stuffed it into the opponent's hand, "Look for yourself." As soon as the phone was handed out, he turned his face away.

On the screen was the ridiculous message from an unknown number.

[A warm reminder: Although intimate contact with Pique can help you temporarily recover as an adult, as long as he doesn't like you, the more physical contact you have, the stronger his control over you, (I believe you will experience it What is the effect of this, laugh), if you still have the minimum sense of responsibility as a Real Madrid person, you should know what to do and what not to do...]

After reading it, Pique looked solemn, and he didn't care about the stern face he was trying to maintain just now, "So that's why you kept avoiding me before?"

"Part of it." Nodding.

"You just... kissed me because I wanted so much in my heart?"

"Probably so." Shrugged.

"Fuck! I..." Pique turned back to the person who was facing away from him on the sofa, and held the other person's face to make people look at him, "How many things have I made you do that you don't want to do?"

Ramos didn't look away this time, but just looked at the person without speaking.

"It must have happened when you turned into a cat twice before," Pique tried to recall, "It was the same when you took off your clothes in the hotel the day before yesterday, and what was so unnatural... Fuck!" Pique suddenly withdrew his hand and went Taking a big step back, he looked at Ramos' expressionless face in disbelief, "Is it also on the bed? Fuck! I obviously felt too honest and unlike you several times, why didn't I find out? I him Is Mom an asshole?!"

Pique pulled his hair hard, and sat down on the coffee table behind him, "So you don't want to do those things at all, do you? You just have to cooperate, you have to say that you trust me, you have to say that you love me Me, just because I want to be, because I'm a bastard who can do to you what the hell, what the hell is that different from rape."

Pique covered his face with his hands, "Sorry, I can't even think about how you endured this, but you must believe me in one thing, I never lied to you, what he said because I don't like it You must have a problem with controlling you, no, I'm not saying you 'must' trust me, I beg you to trust me."

"Then you should look at me."

Ramos didn't know when he wrapped himself back in the blanket, leaned on the back of the sofa and greeted Pique's frustrated and guilty eyes with a smile, "If I really didn't want to, I would have turned back into a cat. get what you do."

"Then..." Pique was about to answer, but before he could take a deep breath, Ramos continued, "But you're right, I'm not happy, so you'd better be mentally prepared Be prepared, I will ask for it back in the future."

When Ramos said this, it was not at all like those scene-finding words, as serious as an official announcement.

But a certain person who is blah blah is obviously very good at finding the key points, "All right, all right, just do it in the future, and play as you want in the future."

"Then you still believe me?"

"Yes." Ramos rolled his eyes and didn't shake off the Catalan who cheekily shifted to sit next to him for a second.

Otherwise, you can just eat and run away, what are you going to do when you come back.

Ramos would never admit that he was probably really heartbroken to death just before Pique came back.

Is he the majestic Real Madrid captain such a useless person/cat?

Pooh.

On the contrary, after Peake appeared, he had to think about the curse letter, maybe it was a prank, and the person who cursed it was revenge, and he didn't even want to give him a chance to redeem it.

Then I tried it casually, and Pique's control was so strong that even thinking about it in my heart would be useful, which is really fucking incomprehensible.It may be tolerable for two people to live sticky together all day long (hello?), but the national derby is completely impossible to play in this state, and even other games may be affected.

"I don't believe you, do you still believe this idiot?" Ramos withdrew the phone that was still on that page from Pique's hand.

"Wait, you see it changed."

[A warm reminder: Although intimate contact with Pique can help you temporarily recover as an adult, as long as he likes you more and the more physical contact you have, the stronger his control over you will be (Unfortunately you chose The worst step, but don’t think that true love can solve everything, lol), if you still have the minimum sense of responsibility as a Real Madrid person, you should know what to do and what not to do...]

It's a dog, and there is still such an operation.

truth a cat

Pique and Ramos looked at each other, neither of them was obviously stupid, and they quickly thought of the same thing.

"Do you have the one Chris showed me last time?"

"Of course, it was sent to me first, but I was already..." Ramos said as he found out the photo of the curse letter sent by the staff, "Oh..." He dropped his hand and silently looked at the picture .

Pique tightened his arms around the man's waist, and directly held Ramos' hand and pulled him over to look.

"Dry."

He also fell silent after swearing, and clenched the hand holding Ramos tightly.

[Want to lift the curse? (Strikethrough) Let Pique wear a Real Madrid jersey □□, seven times, in different poses, and of course he has to love you! (Strikethrough) Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha you finished it.

Give Pique a good fuck?

Do you want to lift the curse as the boss of Barcelona?

So disappointing!

Thought you could live up to the captain's armband!

Well, in order to maintain the effectiveness, I still have to tell you the real conditions

It's hard to believe that such a simple condition needs to be written out

Think about where you went wrong

It's so easy to become human again

It’s fine if you don’t love Pique]

The man was without a doubt a lunatic.

But he almost made it.

Those moments when Ramos almost gave up are all due to his tricks.

Rather than inflame a man like Ramos's feelings of self-preservation of dignity and resistance to being controlled by others, it's better to bring them all to the man who is at the center of the conflict.

Let him repel, let him deny.

Let him be helpless.

It's a pity that the game was missed.

In the end, it was a bad idea to simply put pressure on the club.

"sese you can't"

"Who the fuck cares about him"

After a lengthy silence, the two of them suddenly spoke at the same time, one was cautious and probing under the decisiveness, and the other was bewildered under the domineering manner.

However, they couldn't hide it in front of the other party.

We couldn't help laughing together.

One comforted his back, "Okay, ignore him, we will definitely find a way."

One didn't care much about the words, "What can't be done? Dare you finish the sentence?"

"Baby, I don't mind saying some dirty words, but are you sure you really want to listen?" Pique pointed, and the smile on his face became disgusting again.