Quick Pass: Play Cannon Fodder

"Narrator?" Yao Yuan blinked, then pulled his hair and buried his face in the pillow again.

Xing Huan knew that Yao Yuan was engaged in an ideological struggle, and even knew his career direction better than Yao Yuan.No matter in which version of this world, Yao Yuan has never become a professional football player, which has something to do with his personal ability.

The reason why the coach relegated Yao Yuan to Group B was also considering Yao Yuan's future.

As far as Xuqing is concerned, there are nearly [-] graduates every year, of which only [-] players can become professional football players.After the one hundred players are divided up by the club, the rest of the graduates will face a fork in life.For this reason, Xuqing does not advocate hitting their heads against the wall, but to let them see the status quo early so that they can find more ways out.

Today's football industry can be described as interlocking, and there are many opportunities for development.Yao Yuan's father happened to be a commentator again, so he could arrange a better way out for Yao Yuan.

"Listen to me, Yao Yuan, go and try it out." Xing Huan withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Yao Yuan, "As long as you can become a commentator, Xiao Yinlong's kind of scum, you can complain at that time."

"What?" Yao Yuan suddenly became interested.

"Think about it, he plays football, you talk about football, as long as he makes a mistake, you can also call him a useless piece of trash, wouldn't it be great." Xing Huan rolled on the bed hugging the pillow.

Seeing Xing Huan's happy look, Yao Yuan scratched his head, wondering if this is the little nut he knew?It's just too bad...and cutely bad.

In this way, in the last year of continuing youth, Xing Huan's "bad advice" pointed out the direction for Yao Yuan.

Yao Yuan turned to his studies and applied his love for football to interpretation.He has experienced the green field and received formal training. He is far more professional than a commentator who has never played football. It can be considered that so many years of youth training have not been wasted.

In addition to training and competitions, Xing Huan still went to heal Liang McQueen's injuries day after day.Liang McQueen's love words became more and more explicit, and he had already regarded Xing Huan as his little lover.

"Little cane, can you hold the razor for me? It's in the bathroom... When you finish shaving me, I'll reward you with a kiss."

"Forget it, Senior Liang." Xing Huan pressed the razor, showing killer eyes, "First of all, you can shave yourself, and second, you just shaved yesterday, and your face is very clean. So , are you in a panic because of your idle time, or are you so inconvenient that you are so hungry that you always love to seduce your nurse?"

Hearing the sound of the razor blade, Liang McQueen immediately withdrew the reward and said with a chuckle, "Little crutches, you put down the razor first, we have something to talk about."

"Oh, what do you want to say to me?" Xing Huan snorted coldly and raised his mouth.

I saw that Liang McQueen sat by the bed, kissed Xing Huan's arm again, and said softly: "Little crutches, I am not hungry, I really like you." After that, he let Xing Huan sit on his lap , hugging Xing Huan's waist.

Xing Huan also put his arms around Liang McQueen's neck, staring at the wild man's brown eyes again.Afterwards, he stretched out his slender index finger and slid across Liang McQueen's nose and eyelids one after another. Facing the real wild man, he suddenly didn't want to fight against Liang McQueen.

Feeling Xing Huan's touch, Liang McQueen confirmed again that this is the lover he identified, and they couldn't be separated anyway.

After a long time, Xing Huan hooked Liang McQueen's hair on the temples and asked, "Senior Liang, are you confessing your love to me?"

"Yes, I'm officially confessing my love to you." Liang McQueen nodded, his eyes following Xing Huan, and the sexiness in his eyes became hotter and hotter.

"What's the matter, why don't you be a straight man of steel?"

"..." Liang McQueen chuckled, and his thin lips parted in a charming arc, "I'm not a straight man, but I'm even more curvy with you."

After staring at it for a while, Xing Huan said flatly, "No, you just want to seduce the nurse."

"I said it all, but I didn't." Liang McQueen frowned slightly, and then caught the mischievousness in Xing Huan's eyes, only to realize that he had been fooled again...

Xing Huan chuckled, but was pressed on the bed by Liang McQueen, unable to move for a while.Before he could react, he only felt a heat in his chest. Liang McQueen had already lifted his collar and kissed him hard, as if to prove the throbbing and nostalgia between the two in this way.

Until now, Xing Huan was not polite any more, he grabbed Liang McQueen's tie and pulled Liang McQueen towards him until he lightly touched his thin lips until they were entwined.

The faint fragrance burst through the throats of the two of them immediately, and with the shaking of their throats, they swallowed each other's body fluid.Xing Huan even scratched Liang McQueen's palate. This kind of fiery provocation made Liang McQueen's animality go wild.Liang McQueen couldn't help moving his left foot, took the opportunity to unzip each other's pants, and held Xing Huan's baby.

The sudden caress made Xing Huan confused and fascinated. He couldn't help but groaned softly, and combined with twisting his waist, he was bound to leave a bullet in Liang McQueen's palm.

As a man, Liang McQueen knew where Xing Huan's sensitive points were, and soon made Xing Huan gasp: "Well, Shu...comfortable, what kind of straight man...you closet madman...just let me I'm cool."

As if inspired, Liang McQueen moved faster.While doing it, he asked for kisses again and again, the hot sweat from the tip of his hair dripped into Xing Huan's black eyes, and a flower swayed out.

After being lingering for a long time, Xing Huan couldn't bear it anymore, and vented it in Liang McQueen's hands.Liang McQueen held on and continued the pleasure, making Xing Huan scream and fall into the clouds, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

With a sigh of relief, Xing Huan licked his lips, ready to give back to Liang McQueen.Liang McQueen is also ready. Anyway, Xing Huan is an adult, and he has waited too long this year.

At this moment, the smart watch on the bedside rang, like a basin of cold water, extinguishing Liang McQueen's enthusiasm...

God knows, he is so lame, how much effort he has spent in order to please Xing Huan.Now Xing Huan is comfortable, he is not comfortable yet, this damn phone call!

"Don't worry about it, we'll talk about it later." After finishing speaking, Liang McQueen pressed his thin lips against Xing Huan's collarbone, and blew a breath of hot air.

Xing Huan was itching to death, then he thumped Liang McQueen's chest, and said with a smile: "Don't make trouble, this is a call from your dear nephew, you are a good uncle, how can you not answer?"

Dear nephew?Liang McQueen looked down at Xing Huan, not sure if Xing Huan was jealous... However, the temper of the little crutch was unpredictable, so he had better be careful.

No way, Liang McQueen had to let Xing Huan go temporarily, and said sullenly: "Yinlong, what's the matter with you?"

In Uehara's locker room, Xiao Yinlong changed into a yellow No. 9 jersey and was smug in front of the full-length mirror.

Hearing Liang McQueen's voice, he pretended to be wronged and said, "Uncle, I miss you a lot recently, but everyone says you don't care about me. My teammates even pushed me aside, saying that my nephew is no better than an outsider."

As for who the "outsider" is, of course it's that country bumpkin Wen Qiuren!

Thinking of this, Xiao Yinlong said pitifully: "Uncle, I have been obedient during this time, and I have been training hard all the time, just for the next U18 league. I also want you to watch the game live, will you come?"

These words were not only heard by Liang McQueen, but also by Xing Huan.

Xing Huan raised his eyebrows, thinking about the U18 league.

Before graduating from Xuqing, he could only play as a forward, but this year with Sun Peiyan, he retreated to the midfield under the coach's arrangement, while Xiao Yinlong played as a defender.

This is much easier for Xing Huan than last year, mainly because his focus is no longer on the U18 league.He will not play all the games, the goalkeeper's daily training is the top priority.

Seeing Xing Huan's pensive look, Liang McQueen rubbed the top of Xing Huan's head and said to Xiao Yinlong: "I will come, but I don't want to hear your complaints, I just hope you don't embarrass me."

Xiao Yinlong was very happy, and immediately said: "Okay, uncle, I know you are the best. Then can I invite you to dinner? You have been back to China for so long, and I have hardly seen you much."

Xing Huan patted the back of Liang McQueen's hand, and silently imitated Xiao Yinlong with his mouth: "Uncle, I knew you were the best, the best in the whole universe, and I really want to have a meal with you."

Liang McQueen couldn't help laughing, just as he was about to put his arms around Xing Huan, Xing Huan had already dressed quickly, so don't say anything about being lingering with him.

Little crutches... He was really jealous.Liang McQueen was inexplicably happy, but at the same time very troublesome.

Xing Huan and Xiao Yinlong, one is his lover, the other is his nephew, the relationship is completely different, the only reason that makes Xing Huan angry may be the issue of age.

Two boys of the same age will inevitably have comparisons and frictions.What made Liang McQueen even more troublesome was that Xiao Yinlong didn't seem to realize his relationship with Xing Huan, thinking that Xing Huan wanted to be his nephew...

It was also at this juncture that Liang McQueen knew that everyone had not misunderstood... Should he be happy or sad?

Afterwards, Liang McQueen frowned and said, "Okay, I'll ask Assistant Chen to book the restaurant, and he will tell you the time and location." After that, he hung up the phone, thinking it was time to wake up Xiao Yinlong.

Xing Huan didn't go to join in the fun, he just wanted to sleep in Liang McQueen's bed on rare weekends.

Before going out, Liang McQueen helped Xing Huan tighten the quilt, and said to the black bodyguard at the door in French: "Before I come back, you must protect Wen Qiuren."

The bodyguards nodded repeatedly, not daring to neglect.

Half an hour later, Liang McQueen arrived at the reserved restaurant. The location of the restaurant was relatively remote, and Xiao Yinlong had been waiting for a long time.

Xiao Yinlong hastily pushed Liang McQueen's wheelchair to the dining table, and said with a smile, "Uncle, I have seen you. You seem to be much more energetic, and Wen Qiuren must be credited."

"Oh, it seems that you already know that he is taking care of me." Liang McQueen closed the menu, and then changed the topic, "What you need to know is that I don't regard him as my nephew."

Hearing this sentence, Xiao Yinlong shrank his pupils, mistakenly thinking that there was a conflict between Liang McQueen and Xing Huan, and couldn't help smiling.

At this time, Yao Yuan, who was sitting not far away, caught a glimpse of Liang McQueen and Xiao Yinlong. Out of curiosity, he eavesdropped on his ears while accompanying his father for dinner.

Liang McQueen was afraid that Xiao Yinlong didn't understand, so he said further: "Yinlong, do you understand? My love for Wen Qiuren is not what you imagined."

Xiao Yinlong gave a "hmm", thinking that as long as Xing Huan can't take away his position in his uncle's heart, it will be fine.

However, Yao Yuan understood, he couldn't help but waved his fist, and applauded secretly: "Ha, that idiot Xiao Yinlong, he didn't realize at all that he and Xiao Guoren are of different generations!"