football's most handsome

Juan is indeed going to catch a plane, he is very anxious, after all he has already agreed with Iker Casillas to meet at the airport in Madrid, but he seems to have wasted too much time in the chairman's office.

However, what Juan didn't expect was that when he found Casillas who was about to cry at the airport with his suitcase, there was a person standing beside him, and that person was the culprit who made him cry .

Facing the woman's half-smile expression, Juan took a deep breath and stepped forward helplessly: "Aunt Eugenia..."

"Oh." The aunt sneered, turned her head and left, and Juan subconsciously turned his gaze to Casillas.

what 's wrong?

Casillas gave him a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Don't look, hurry up and follow." The person in front said impatiently, Juan and Cassie flinched subconsciously, and then obediently lowered their heads and followed. Fortunately, there were not many people in Madrid Airport at this time, otherwise There will be headlines in tomorrow's newspaper.

——The coach of Deportivo and the goalkeeper of Real Madrid are like a rooster who loses a fight, and the mysterious woman wins the heart of the little fresh meat!

To be honest, although Juan is used to appearing in various pages of the newspaper, he really doesn't want to go to the entertainment page again...

After following the woman into the car, the two of them were still very quiet. The woman deliberately sat in the front, and Juan and Casillas could finally exchange the current please keep.

'What is the situation now? 'Juan said he was very puzzled, why did Aunt Eugenia suddenly appear at the airport?

"I don't know..." Casillas gave him a very bitter expression.

He really didn't know why this woman suddenly appeared in front of him and asked, "Are you waiting for Juan?"

Casillas, who was directly frightened, didn't dare to say anything more. He nodded subconsciously, not daring to show any other expressions, and stood there obediently with his head bowed.

Fortunately, Juan came in time, otherwise he might have been frozen to death there.

"Did you make an appointment to go out during the winter break?"

The woman in front suddenly spoke. Juan and Casillas were taken aback, and looked at each other. In the end, Juan spoke first: "Yes, aunt, but we haven't decided where to go yet."

"Really?" The woman sneered again, and then stopped talking, which made the two of them even more uneasy.

'Is aunt angry that the two of us didn't come back? '

"But we're only going out for two days, and we'll be back at Christmas..."

"What are you two doing?" The person in front suddenly asked, and the two young people who were winking and making gestures and guessing at the back suddenly fell silent, obediently bowed their heads and dared not say anything.

Eugenia couldn't help sighing when she saw the two of them looked like elementary school students.

"You two tell me what to say..."

It sounded like my aunt didn't seem to be angry anymore. The two of them looked at each other, and it was Juan who said, "Auntie, why are you suddenly at Madrid Airport?"

Speaking of which, their aunt chuckled: "I'll take Santos to the airport, he's going back to Poland."

The two people who originally wanted to ask Santos looked at each other and stopped talking.

The children of the Albert family seem to be very desperate. No matter what kind of marriage it is, they are full of vigor and love, especially his aunt. Anyway, as far as Juan remembers, there are so many men around his aunt, so many of them are like him. Memorable Xingdu can't quite remember his appearance and face.

But his aunt has always been very free and easy, and doesn't care too much. They stay together if they like it, and separate and divorce if they don't like it. It seems that the entire Albert family has such a temper, regardless of gender.

——That Santos was the closest man Juan knew to his aunt.

"Didn't he spend Christmas with you?"

"Of course not." My aunt chuckled, "I'm tired of having to bring different people by my side to dinner parties every year, so I might as well go by myself."

"Ah, that's the case..." Juan was about to answer naturally, but immediately stopped talking. Through the rearview mirror, he saw with his own eyes that the corners of his aunt's mouth had already curled up.

"..." He seemed to know why he was summoned back.

"Okay, I understand, I will go... What about my sister?" Juan raised his eyebrows and asked, Casillas seemed to have reacted at this time, watching him sniggering, his eyes full of narrowness, he Of course I know that Juan usually hates these parties the most!

"Aren't there two of you?"

"..." Casillas couldn't laugh anymore, and lost his voice: "I'm going too?!"

"Don't you have any arrangements, or do you want to be with me more?" Auntie glanced over again with a half-smile in her eyes, and now he had nothing to say, and just fell silent.

"Indeed, if you think about it, you seem to be a little older, and Juan is a little younger..."

"That, aunt!" Seeing that Casillas was about to cry, Juan said righteously, "Don't make trouble with Igor, didn't Guti accompany my sister before?"

"Oh, Guti seems to be playing with his friends." The aunt fiddled with her nails casually, but this sentence made Juan and Casillas look at each other, feeling very incredible.

After all, generally speaking, Guti accompanied Eugenia to the dinner at the moment, and the commercial catwalk afterward. It can be said that there were about five or six winter breaks, and Guti accompanied Eugenia. , almost everyone around felt that the two of them were going to be together, except the two of them themselves.

"..." Juan and Casillas looked at each other, while looking down at their mobile phones.

Didn't this kid tell them when he went out to play? ?

There is no audio of Guti in all the social software, whether it is a text message or a call. This person disappeared without a sound?

While the two of them were still searching, the aunt glanced at the two of them: "You can ask Eugenia later, she may know."

While talking, the car stopped, and the two subconsciously looked outside the car, only to realize that this was where they got into the car just now.

"Come on down, we still have to catch a plane." The woman opened the car door first, and the two young men looked at each other, forcing them to get out of the car.

"You took us around the airport just now?" Juan asked dumbfounded, and got the woman's rightful nod: "I didn't have time to go to other places, so I said it directly in the car, and the two of you moved Hurry up!"

When the two young men got out of the car, the box had already been taken away by the driver. My aunt looked back at the pair's bewildered faces, and couldn't help raising her eyebrows: "What are you two doing standing there? Hurry up, there are still 5 Security check in minutes."

The woman walked faster than anyone in her high heels, and two former athletes even had to trot to keep up with her.

"Auntie, where are we going?" Amidst the rush, Juan took the time to ask, and Eugenia smiled and straightened her hair.

"Dubai."

Until the two of them sat in the first class cabin and greeted their sister who had been waiting inside, they still had a feeling of "this world is changing so fast".

"Why isn't this year's banquet held in China?"

"It's not that we don't do it in China..." The two Eugenias looked at each other, feeling a little helpless. "How should I put it... All in all, there is a royal family that held a dinner, and then the royal families of most countries will send people to attend it to save face. This is a relatively social dinner. As long as we participate in this, we have an excuse not to attend It's family dinner."

Oh... no wonder.

Casillas and Juan immediately understood that in order not to go to the family banquet, the mother and daughter also fought hard.

"By the way, sister, why didn't Guti accompany you this time?" Juan finally remembered what he wanted to ask.

"Guti?" Eugenia raised her eyebrows strangely, and shrugged with a helpless smile: "This kid left me to watch the eagle."

"Eagle?" Casillas and Juan looked at each other. Guti had a tattoo of an eagle on his body, but he didn't usually have any special feelings for eagles?

"Yes, go to the Pampas Grassland..." When she said this, the woman was obviously a little disappointed, but she quickly came back to her senses and raised her eyebrows with a smile: "Okay, let's not talk about this, how are you?"

"I'm fine." Juan smiled, "Everything is fine with Laco, there's nothing to worry about."

"My side...is quite okay." Casillas said vaguely, and fortunately the two women in front of him were not that interested in football, so they nodded, but Juan didn't Plan to just forgive him.

"What's good?" Casillas groaned in his heart, and suddenly turned his head to look at Juan beside him.

He had a premonition that Juan would say something earth-shattering and weeping right now.

"They, Real Madrid, don't know what they are training recently, they are walking on the same hands and feet!"

"???" Eugenia and her daughter looked at Casillas suspiciously, only to find that the young man's face was completely flushed.

……

Have!cat!greasy!

"Juan, when did Igor have the same hands and feet?" The aunt asked with a smile, while the elder sister signaled Casillas with her eyes that it's better not to speak, otherwise he will be full of him later good-looking!

"Let me think about it..." Juan thought for a while, "After the game between Depor and Real Madrid, Igor and I were talking in the corridor, and when he left, he was on the same arm and foot."

"What did you do then?"

"I didn't do anything..." Seeing Juan's bewildered expression, the mother and daughter were silent for a while and looked directly at Casillas. The poor Spanish goalkeeper was so watched that he wanted to jump off the plane.

Seeing that the mother and daughter went to ask (tiao) (xi) Casillas, Juan lowered his head and played with his mobile phone for a while.

Going to see eagles in the pampas grassland?

In other words, go to Argentina to watch eagles?

But what's so good about eagles...

Oh, no, the Argentine team is also called the Pampas Eagles?

"Guti and Fernando went to play?"

The two women who were still teasing Casillas looked back at Juan subconsciously, and then looked at each other.

How else can I say that this person's emotional intelligence is not enough?Although the sentence just now can be guessed based on semantics alone, like Casillas, he suddenly realized it immediately after hearing it, but it turned out that this person still had to react for so long.

I don't know if this is good or bad...

The mother and daughter Eugenia fell into deep melancholy.

When the plane landed, it happened to be the morning of the next day. After flying for almost eight hours, Eugenia and her mother were still radiant, leaving only the two of them staring at each other.

"Go out and hang around?" Juan raised his eyebrows and shook his phone, and Casillas approached knowingly.

"Who is this?"

Juan lowered his head and fiddled with the phone, smiling.

"You should know the number 22 of AC Milan."

"Oh!" Casillas blinked, "I have an impression, his style of play is pretty good, and he looks pretty good."

"Yes." Juan smiled, "He is also in Dubai at the moment, do you want to go out and have a 'chance encounter'?"

"Not good..." Casillas looked at the photo carefully again, "Look at the large group of people around him, parents, brothers and sisters...is this his girlfriend? It's pretty pretty."

Juan chuckled: "There will always be a way."

In a trance, Casillas seemed to see the devil's horns popping out of someone's head again...

Casillas was still looking forward to what kind of greeting Juan would use to greet him, but he turned out to be a good person and took to the street swaggeringly.

"You don't think you can meet him casually on the street...?" Casillas followed helplessly.

"Of course not." Juan smiled and pointed outside, "But I know where to find the most authentic Brazilian food."

Casillas followed him dubiously and waited for the rabbit. Although he still firmly believed that Kaka would not be so stupid and directly bumped into him, he was stunned by the result.

"Ah, you are...!"

Juan raised his head and said "ah". If Casillas hadn't witnessed the whole process, he might have been deceived by the surprise, doubt and bewilderment on the faces of the people in front of him.

"Hi Dias, Iker Casillas, this is Kaka."

Casillas almost wanted to cover his eyes.

The big boy in front of him smiled like a little white rabbit, who knew that Juan would really wait for him!

"Hello, I know you." Juan got up and shook hands with him with a smile. "What a coincidence, we will meet here for vacation?"

"Yes." Kaka looked in the direction of the house subconsciously, and touched her head shyly, "Actually, I just want to ask, can we take a photo?"

"Of course." Juan answered before Casillas.

When Kaka sat back with a bright smile, Casillas and Juan also sat down safely, and then they ordered and ate normally. Until they left, Juan didn't even look in Kaka's direction.

Casillas couldn't bear it anymore, he lowered his head and asked, "Juan, what are you thinking?"

"What do you think?" Juan looked at the plate in front of him. "You don't like bean stew?"

"I'm fine...uh, the problem is not the bean stew now!" Casillas almost fell on the table. "You tell me, what exactly are you trying to do?"

"It's nothing, let's meet with my junior brother and future players." Juan said very lightly, and Casillas nodded in relief: "So that's the case... Wait a minute, what did you say?!"

"You're too loud. Also, if you don't like bean stew, I'll just eat it?" Juan glanced at him dissatisfied, and then he stretched out the spoon and scooped a spoonful directly from Cassie's bowl. Spoons full of...beans.

Casillas opened his mouth wide, watching him put a spoonful of beans into his mouth, unable to say a word, but Juan noticed something was wrong with him, raised his eyes to look at him, wiped his mouth and smiled: "Okay, I'll tell you when I'm done eating later, let's eat first, huh?"

"..." Casillas buried his face in the bean stew in front of him.

After walking around for a while in the afternoon, they returned to the hotel, and Casillas could finally ask Juan what he meant by that sentence.

"It's not interesting." Juan blinked his eyes, looking particularly innocent, "I just want to make an offer to AC Milan, maybe I can get it?"

"That's the only way?" Casillas felt that the problem should not be so simple!

"Of course not." Juan smiled and fiddled with his mobile phone for a while before speaking slowly, "I just want to say that I actually like Rui quite a bit. I don't know if he wants me..."

"..."

Igor Casillas began to wonder if his sweetheart was an evil animal.

Is he taking a fancy to his national team senior Rui Costa again?He really dared to stretch out his hand... If one day Juan made an offer to Real Madrid for his national team captain Figo, I'm afraid Cassie would not be surprised.

Besides, although Rui Costa is indeed very good, but Deportivo, the midfielder, really needs to be supplemented? ?

And if he remembers correctly, that Kaka just now seems to be a midfielder too, right? !

Is Juan crazy, or is he a midfield collector? ?

"What's the matter?" Juan noticed that Casillas looked at him in a wrong way, and he thought that something was on his face.

"It's nothing... I just want to ask, do you have enough money?" Casillas raised his eyebrows.

Indeed, money is a big problem. Rui Costa was worth 01 million when he transferred from Fiorentina to AC Milan in 3500. This is the most expensive player transaction price in the history of the Rossoneri. Ray Dongdo's transfer only cost 2000 million when the transfer passed last year.

Three seasons have passed, and Rui Costa has reached the "senior age" of 33 years old. After the end of this year's European Cup, he directly withdrew from the national team, saying that he wanted to concentrate on the league. In fact, he really didn't have the energy to play again. National team game.

"It's okay." Juan thought about it, a little uncertain, "But the buyer is not in a hurry, anyway, Milan is not short of money, and they will not sell their own midfielder and future star."

"...Then you still say that Kaka is your future player?" Casillas was speechless, and Juan replied with a bright smile: "No matter what, you still have to try."

While the two of them were talking, my sister knocked on the door: "Get ready, both of you, we are going to the dinner party."

"Ah?" The two looked at each other and looked down at their watches, "But, it's only three o'clock..."

"Hurry up, my mother and I have been preparing since morning!"

"..." Juan and Casillas looked at each other and sighed at the same time.

"Women..."

The dinner was held in the open-air reception square of the Royal Palace in Riyadh, attended by the Arab aristocratic royal family, as well as princes from the United Kingdom, as well as diplomatic envoys and royal staff from several nearby small countries.

The venue was luxuriously decorated. The nobles all wore their traditional costumes - white robes and headscarves, while most unmarried women wore green or pink hijabs, wrapped so that only a pair of eyes were exposed, and most of the noble ladies wore white or black veils. The round hat, the veil hangs down to cover his flowery face, and there are hardly any jewelry in the audience.

This is the traditional dress of Dubai, especially on such an important occasion, it is necessary to pay attention to manners, for them, women are the most beautiful.

The guests from other countries did not wear the traditional costumes of the Arab countries. Most of the men wore formal clothes and women wore evening dresses, but there were not many other decorations on their bodies, which looked simple and elegant.

Aunt Eugenia looked at the hoods and veils all over the place, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Juan immediately felt her movement and looked down at her. She shook her head with a smile: "It's nothing... I'm just sighing. Arab women, although I can accept and respect this custom, but to be honest, I tried it once before, and I couldn’t stand it within an hour. It made me sweat all over my body, and I threw it away decisively after a while."

As she spoke, she brushed her long hair aside.

People at the scene have frequently looked in their direction.

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