your teammate

Because of being grateful to Dade, he became fond of him.

— Not that he was expecting this.

--no!

"I don't like [that]!" Pique probably forgot why he turned his head to pretend to look at the TV screen earlier, he suddenly turned his head to stare at Ramos, and declared very seriously.

"You don't like that Real Madrid doesn't like me. There are many things you don't like, and I can't control it." Ramos didn't turn his head, but just played with the remote control and replied coolly.

"Sergio Ramos!" Pique turned his shoulders towards him.

He felt baffled, why the sudden refusal had to be extremely embarrassing for something that was so natural.

He didn't want to explain to Ramos how bad it was to sleep as a kitten under a giant bunk, and he jumped up and down the night before nearly pulling Iniesta's hair and ended up getting a little cat. He can sleep peacefully in the nest, he doesn't want to experience it again.

"What's the matter? You probably forgot, I don't have this obligation." Ramos sneered, and opened the hand on his shoulder.

"Then I'm afraid you have forgotten that I don't have to ask for your permission." Pique also raised the corner of his mouth and sneered back.

For the first time, Ramos noticed how cold those blue eyes looked when there was no smile in them.

He folded his arms in front of his chest, calming down, "Oh? What do you want..."

Pique was not negotiating, it was an ultimatum, and Ramos' answer was obviously unsatisfactory.He was already determined to prove that he had the initiative, and before Ramos finished speaking, he pinched the man's shoulder with one hand and the back of the neck with the other, and kissed him forcefully.

Ramos' eyes widened, not expecting Pique to do this.What he said earlier was not entirely out of provocation, he really felt that Pique didn't like it, it was unnecessary, and he didn't expect that he could do anything if he was crazy.

The two were sitting on the carpet in front of the TV, with their backs leaning against the bed, and when Pique pressed him over like this, Ramos was surprised and couldn't react in time, and had nowhere to retreat.

"Damn you!...uh..."

Pique seized the opportunity and immediately used his tongue, making up his mind to keep people from talking. When Ramos saw this, he was no longer polite, clenched his hands, and directly punched his stomach.

"Hold."

This punch was so impolite, Pique had no choice but to let go, bent over in pain, and frowned tightly, but he refused to let go of his hands. He took a deep breath, turned over and sat astride Ramos. On the body, use the body weight to press the person tightly.

Ramos was about to punch him again, but Pique had already jumped down, hugging Ramos with his arms around his waist, threatening extremely viciously, "If you bite me, we won't finish tonight, who the hell Don't even think about going to the game." After speaking, he ignored the murderous gaze of the person below him and kissed him again.

This threat is complete nonsense, but anyone with any sense knows that it is not the case.

Ramos was about to explode with that reckless tongue in his mouth, and cursed ten thousand times in his heart that you deserve to be a cat, and see what you can do when your kitten tongue can't even drink hot water.He struggled with all his strength, but in the end he couldn't bear the heart to bite.

Pique didn't calm down until Ramos weakened his resistance, and noticed that although Ramos didn't bite him, he was so cold that he didn't respond.This kiss can be said to be dull.

What are you doing?

——Of course they are fighting for the right to be a human being. As for the kiss itself, it doesn't matter at all.

That's right.

Piqué felt perfectly reasonable, brushing aside any concern about Ramos' reaction as if it was just routine.

And so the kiss went from dull to unbearable.

He reckoned that it would be enough to maintain the human form until he fell into a deep sleep, and immediately let go, and let go of the suppression on Ramos, turned over and sat back in his original position.

Ramos jumped up almost immediately and grabbed Pique's collar as a gesture to punch him again, but he stopped suddenly when the fist was about to hit his face.

In order to watch a movie, the headlights were turned off early, and the room was dim, and Pique looked up and couldn't see the expression of the man who bent over to block the light.

The man didn't say anything, he threw away the wrinkled collar, turned around and stepped over the person who was still sitting on the ground, walked away, lay down on his own bed, and turned off the last light.

Peake turned off the TV and threw away the remote control, stood up and shrugged pretendingly.

In fact, there was darkness in the room, and only he himself knew what to do.

Or he just did it for himself to "see".

No matter, he also lay down on the bed in the dark and rolled himself into the quilt.

Then the two of them simultaneously felt some kind of early warning that was hard to describe in words that they had experienced several times in the afternoon.

It means that there is still 1 minute before Pique turns into a cat.

sleeping with a cat

Pique immediately opened his eyes, lifted the quilt and jumped up.It was only a step away to another bed in the double room, and he quickly stood beside the bed, looking down at the other person in the room.

And Ramos was lying on the other side, not moving.

I don't know whether to sleep or wake up.

"Sergio."

Pique looked at the back of his head with blurred outlines in the dark and read the name again, and estimated that he still had about 50 seconds.

Ramos' refusal easily made him angry, and he was eager to deny it, but in retrospect it was a mess.

Is it the kiss that was pushed away at the beginning, or the indifference of the other party's reluctance to help?Is it the fault of yourself or the other person who makes you angry.It is meaningless to pursue these issues, Pique judged so.

About 40 seconds left.

Pique was actually relieved to see Ramos early in the morning and successfully transform back into a human unexpectedly.The opponent's attitude towards "Peak" was the same as before, but he really took the initiative to help maintain the human form, and he saw it all.

He wasn't someone who didn't know how to thank him. He thought there was a tacit understanding between the two that didn't need to be announced, but it turned out that Ramos' starting point was probably just for the team.So it has nothing to do with whether Pique, who is not the "Pique of the national team", is a man or a cat.

blameless.

Why should he be angry?

About 30 seconds left.

"Sergi."

Pique read the name of the person in front of him again.He stretched out his hand hesitantly, and finally landed lightly on his shoulder.

He didn't use any force, but the man turned around by himself.

About 20 seconds left.

Ramos looked at Pique, his brown eyes were strangely bright in the darkness.Pique wasn't sure if this was his own illusion, as if he could clearly see the indifferent smile in those eyes.The sneering man said, "Pike, it seems that you are wrong, this thing is only 'with my permission' to be useful."

And you don't allow me to kiss you.

Because you have no such obligation.

Everything during the day is just out of the captain's obligation, as for how Gerard Pique has nothing to do with you.

It turned out to be that simple.

Pique withdrew his hand.

There are about ten seconds left.

"If I take that sentence back, will you change your mind?" the standing man finally asked without expectation.

"No," Ramos raised the corners of his lips, and said what should have been a joke but said it very seriously, "I think it's better for you to be a cat."

Yes, this is the answer.

Pique chuckled, no longer entangled, turned around and rushed to his bed at the last second.

time up.

Even if Ramos followed closely, he could only see that the person suddenly disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the clothes behind.

The kitten rolled up in the pile of clothes and fell on the soft bed. It simply didn't crawl out, and just curled up in a ball and buried it inside.

He would not know how long Ramos stared at the gently undulating pile of clothes in the dark.

Just as Ramos wouldn't know until he fell asleep, the kitten was still just curled up there, not really asleep.

It was still dark when Ramos woke up. To be precise, he didn’t wake up naturally at all. This problem was explained when he opened his eyes—a kitten was nestling in his heart, no wonder it was so oppressive. Chest tightness, shortness of breath, poor sleep.

The kitten was actually asleep, but it was very restless. It purred from time to time and tried to bury its head in its little paws. It seemed like it was having a nightmare.

Ramos didn't know if cats had nightmares, or whether it was Pique having nightmares, but in short, the kitten looked so pitiful that he hesitated to reach out, but he didn't dare to touch it down and give it a treat. Mao, for a moment, was at a loss and could only watch helplessly.

The kitten was still digging its head down for no reason, and finally squeezed itself to the edge of Ramos' chest, and rolled down.

Ramos was startled, and didn't dare to vent his breath, but the kitten didn't wake up, and seemed to have found a good place. It curled up its tail and immediately fell asleep again.This is the depression made by Ramos's arm resting on the outside of the quilt. It is warm, soft and semi-closed against the side of the torso. I think the kitten is very fond of it. Now it sleeps peacefully, and the purring is gone.It was embarrassing to leave Ramos with his arms raised, not knowing where to put them.

This Pique, even sleeping will cause trouble for others.

Ramos complained unreasonably in his heart, turned around, hugged the kitten in his arms through the quilt, closed his eyes again, and fell asleep like this.

Anyway, the kitten is so cute, how could it be wrong?

It was Pique who was wrong.

pad a cat

The next morning, Ramos still couldn't wake up naturally. When he opened his eyes very impatiently, he saw a kitten close in front of him and the evil little meat ball that the kitten was poking his face. .

Let us understand that a person who has not woken up and does not want to wake up is still in a state of idling, without the slightest calculation ability. Ramos came to the conclusion purely by instinct, "this