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Dolores finally got over the fact that her son had found a boyfriend.

Her son is really efficient, adding a daughter-in-law (?) and grandson to her all at once.

In particular, this "daughter-in-law" is still a very good person. Dolores, who has long been a fan of him, hesitated and accepted it without any psychological burden.

The son knows what to do.

Originally, she didn't know how to face Aiwen. When she met him for the first time, when he smiled and hugged herself politely, she knew why her son liked Aiwen.

There is a word called charm.

Dolores didn't know that there was a more appropriate word called wanting to suck.

#小甜甜, a sweetheart that people want to suck when they see it, the kind that all men, women and children want to suck.

She has deep dimples, smiles sweetly, and can chat with her about any topic, and little Chris likes it.

Dolores was moved inwardly, she was not as picky as a mother-in-law when she saw her daughter-in-law, it was all because the mother-in-law liked her son-in-law (?)!

How to describe it, Ai Wen is the kind of young man whose mothers want to introduce him to someone when they see it!

What?Are you already with your son?

...It's very good, the fat and water don't flow into the fields of outsiders.

She took little Chris to bed early, and Ivan came home late and didn't see them.

It's time for Big Chris to go to bed too.

Ai Wen looked at the time, it was almost 10 o'clock.

He packed up, went to Little Chris's room first, and then went to Big Chris's room.

The bedside lamp was on in the room, and Big Chris was sleeping soundly, the kind that was not at all wary.

He probably didn't want to sleep, but accidentally fell asleep, just leaning against the head of the bed, his legs spread out, and only a corner of the quilt was covered.

Ivan moved him carefully, covered him with a quilt, and got into the bed.

He turned off the light, and then felt a large cute creature come over and hug his waist.

His voice was awakened nasally: "You are not allowed to leave today."

Ai Wen routinely kisses good night: "Well, I won't go."

Big Chris was satisfied, hugging Ivan for a while, so sleepy, replay or something, let's talk about it tomorrow.

Well, this place feels more comfortable than a pillow...

The surface is hard to the touch, one by one, but the head feels soft on it, and it will rise and fall, warm, fragrant, hey, it still smells like mint...

It is the taste that cats like!Hold on and don't let go!

Ai Wen, who looked at Luo Xiaoxiao who used his abdomen as a pillow: "..."

#猫nip and his cat’s daily life.

But why is it catnip that reacts? !

When the Portuguese woke up, he found that his posture was not right.

Why does he seem to be lying on the bed?

He moved his head, and saw Ivan sleeping on the pillow.

The other party's dark circles are still there, and it can be seen that he probably didn't sleep well last night.

The guilty Luo Xiaoxiao moved lightly, got up carefully, moved Ai Wen, moved the pillow behind his head flat, moved his head to the pillow, and then covered him with a quilt.

After doing all this, it was rare to be free, and Luo Xiaoxiao didn't want to get up, so she just rested her pillow on Aiwen's lower abdomen again, huh~comfortable~

He just lay back and rubbed comfortably when the other hand beside him touched his hair.

Luo Xiaoxiao turned his head, looked at Ai Wen's squinted eyes, and whispered: "Ai Wen, do you want to sleep for a while?"

Ai Wen didn't speak, and reached out to his hand, took his hand, and placed it a few minutes below the position where Luo Xiaoxiao's face was pillowed.

…It’s hot, big, and jumping.

Luo Xiaoxiao's face flushed "shua".

He got up and looked at Aiwen, and saw Aiwen with fluffy hair half-squinting his eyes and looking at him. The beautiful blue color was hidden under the eyelashes, and the well-shaped eyes were slightly bent... This look looks familiar.

Well, that was the look he gave himself yesterday when he gave himself a yellow card.

With this thought, Luo Xiaoxiao immediately remembered——

Replay game!

Alvin gave him a yellow card!Alvin was kissed!

How to calculate this account?

Although he knew that Ivan was right, but!

Not happy to be yellow carded by Aiwen!And Ivan didn't hesitate at all!

Luo Xiaoxiao forgot about the hot little Aiwen in his hand. He turned his head, buried his face in Aiwen's lower abdomen where he had rubbed his pajamas, and bit his belly button.

A dangerous light flashed across Aiwen's eyes, and Aiwen's originally relaxed waist and abdomen tightened instantly, like a leopard that had been dormant for a long time, rising from the ground and quickly pounced on its prey.

Before the Portuguese had time to say anything, Ivan's hand reached into his cunt.

He looked at Ivan's face right in front of him. He looked tired, with curly hair drooping in front of his forehead, and long eyelashes drooping, adding a bit of laziness.

His pajamas were baggy, and the casually buttoned neckline was open, revealing the delicate and beautiful collarbone... There was a kind of damn sexy that made one's teeth itch.

The Portuguese also felt it, and he also went to pick off Ivan's clothes. It's a rare opportunity, how can it be done if you don't come?

Unexpectedly, Ivan held his little C Luo, and suddenly stopped moving. He lowered his head, buried himself in Luo's little neck, kissed his neck, and said in a hoarse and magnetic voice. : "Don't move, let me hug you."

He was a little tired, he didn't sleep well for a few days, he had a rare leisure, he wanted to take a nap for a while.

Luo Xiaoxiao also realized that Aiwen didn't get enough sleep, he obediently didn't move, but it was a little uncomfortable to support little C Luo.

But it doesn't matter, Chen Bo, if he knows how to die, he will be fine.

Before he knew it, he also fell asleep, and when he woke up again, it was already 9 o'clock.

The cry of little Chris sounded at the right time.

Ivan got up, and his complexion looked much better. Luo Xiaoxiao watched him put on his shoes to see little Chris, and his mouth was flattened.

Why did you go to bed early last night?

Ever since the little sticky man Mi Luo was born, the time between the two of them is too little.

Ivan hugged little Chris, greeted Dolores who was making breakfast downstairs, and then carried little Chris to their room.

"Chris, say hello to Dad." Ivan lifted little Chris and gave him a high.

Little Chris found himself getting taller, he was so happy, looking at his father looking up at him, it was so novel~

He was amused, laughed, waved his paws, and greeted his father.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Looking at his son, Luo Xiaoxiao's heart also softened, but he was a little bit jealous when he saw that his son could be hugged and held high.

So he decided to give his son a kiss and hug and hold him high to enjoy himself.

The family had a pleasant morning. They put Mini Luo to sleep at noon, and Dolores also went to take a nap. Luo Xiaoxiao and Aiwen are fine, so why not take a nap too!

As for whether sleep is a verb or a noun...

Luo Xiaoxiao changed into her pajamas and was thinking about what kind of posture she would use to throw Ai Wen down for a while. The door of the room opened and Ai Wen walked in.

He turned around, ready to start his own plan, and was shocked to see the clothes on Aiwen.

Aiwen, why is Aiwen wearing a referee uniform?

All in black with a whistle on his chest?In addition to the headset, he really has a complete referee outfit!Isn't he sleeping?

Ivan smiled at him, and took out the red card from his pocket.

Luo Xiaoxiao:! ! !

It's not enough to give him a yellow card on the field, but you still have to scare him with a red card at home? !

"What are you doing? Ivan!" Luo Xiaoxiao jumped onto the bed and looked at him warily.

Aiwen smiled innocently: "Didn't Cris say that he wanted to replay the game? I will do it myself, and I will replay it for you."

Luo Xiaoxiao: "..."

#神特哦Practice yourself!

He stared at the red card in Aiwen's hand, and saw Aiwen start tearing the packaging.

And open a new one?Didn't it just open yesterday?

Ai Wen approached the bed, Luo Xiaoxiao saw it clearly, and a line flashed on the package:

[CR7: inside my heart]

Luo Xiaoxiao: "..."

Where did Ivan get the fancy packaging? !

This kind of provocative method thinks it will be useful for a second time!

Luo Xiaoxiao blushed, thinking unconvinced.

He was wrong, how could Aiwen repeat the same teasing method, if he wanted to use it, he would use new tricks!

Ivan threw away the packaging, then smiled, sat on the edge of the bed, and said to him, "Come here, Cris."

Don't go!If you let me go, I will go, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

"Good boy." Ivan coaxed, patiently.

Luo Xiaoxiao hesitated for a while, continued to be vigilant about the red card in his hand, and moved over.

Ai Wen reached out to the bend of his leg, and with a slight force, Luo Xiaoxiao fell down.

He felt his legs go limp and fell on Ivan.

Ai Wen caught him, hugged him, and bit his ear: "Baby, tell me, why did you fall?"

"It's not you..." Luo Xiaoxiao looked at Ai Wen shaking his red card and choked for a moment.

He recognized the pun in Aiwen's words, and Aiwen was asking him about flopping.

He was a little unhappy, and his voice was muffled: "Ivan, you know, sometimes it's a tactical need..."

"Yeah." Ai Wen's hand came to his sensitive area, which made him flinch uncontrollably.

Luo Xiaoxiao bit her lower lip: "I seldom do that anymore. I stopped wrestling casually a few years ago."

"Well," Ivan kissed his forehead, "I didn't say wrestling is not okay."

Luo Xiao looked down on him, and he continued: "But there are only two situations where you can wrestle. You were indeed knocked down by the opponent, and you can fool me."

Luo Xiaoxiao: "..."

Aiwen smiled lowly, warm gas sprayed on his cheeks, and a scent of mint poured into his nasal cavity, as if it had directly entered his brain, making him a little dizzy: "Unfortunately, you Got caught by me, ma'am. Almost game over."

Luo Xiaoxiao stared, but his legs were half weak: "It's almost over, isn't it over!"

"Yes, it's not over," Ivan tapped his cards, "The game has just begun."

Luo Xiaoxiao stared at his plain fingers, and the scene of Ivan giving him a yellow card appeared in his mind again——

You are in my notebook, I remember you, be careful.

You have entered my heart, and I have locked you up, so please be quiet.

"So, No. 7 of Real Madrid, you were caught by me, shouldn't you be punished?"

Luo Xiaoxiao:! ! !

When he reacted, Ivan had already imprisoned him under him.

Aiwen's hand started to move, as if he thought the red card in his hand was in the way, but he didn't throw it aside, but took it to his mouth and bit it gently with his teeth.

Luo Xiaoxiao:! ! !

Ai Wen held the newly opened red card in his mouth, and the whistle on his chest hung down on Luo Xiaoxiao's body because of his bending over, and it just fell into the gap between his pajamas and pajama pants, and the cold metal feeling spread from the muscles of his lower abdomen.

This kind of coolness indirectly stimulated the heat rushing down his body. Feeling Ivan's merciful hands reaching into his pajamas, the Portuguese couldn't help clamping his legs and biting his lower lip under such stimulation. Let yourself have a voice.

The fragile and hot place was held, Luo Xiaoxiao glared at Ai Wen, raised his head angrily, bit the other end of the red card, and pulled it towards him vigorously.

Ivan let him bite the red card away.

Luo Xiaoxiao:? ? ?

Ai Wen's tone was very gentle: "If you accept my red card, you will be my man. In the matter of wrestling, I have the final say."

Luo Xiaoxiao: "..."

"My wife can wrestle, but I will watch your match. If I catch you once, we will take a punishment."

Luo Xiaoxiao's voice changed: "Wh, what punishment?... Ugh!"

One minute later, watching Aiwen open the drawer, take out lubricating ointment, and wipe it on the whistle on his chest, Luo Xiaoxiao's expression died.

……

The hands made a half circle around the clock.

Aiwen was looking for an exit for his little Aiwen, who hadn't been relieved for two weeks, when the phone rang unexpectedly.

Ai Wen ignored him, and the phone rang persistently.

He covered Luo Xiaoxiao's ears and continued to move.

Luo Xiaoxiao said with difficulty: "Huh, Aiwen, you should take a look! Ha!"

Ivan still took the phone and glanced at Mark's phone.

After thinking about it, I still picked it up and pressed the speakerphone.

Luo Xiaoxiao:! ! !

He grabbed the pillow in front of him tightly and bit it, for fear that he would accidentally make a sound.

"Hello? Ivan? Sorry, didn't bother you, did I? But there is indeed something to do." Mark said.

"What's the matter?" Ivan's voice sounded very normal.

"Oh, that's right. Angel's company wants to shoot an advertisement again. Aren't you just a walking advertisement, so do you want to have more endorsements? It's your company anyway."

"Shooting commercials?" Ai Wen paused, and suddenly moved vigorously again, "Should I shoot alone? Or have you figured out who to shoot with?"

Luo Xiaoxiao turned his head and bit Aiwen's arm shamefully and angrily.

"Their budget is sufficient, so it's okay to invite celebrities to shoot."

Aiwen's own influence is enough, but he can't accept many endorsements by himself. It's his own company.And there is an advertisement for Nike shoes on his body, and the Nike logo is also printed on the referee uniform.

"Let's talk about it, I'll reply to you later," Ivan said, "Is there anything else?"

"Yes, there is another one, which is the Mbappe you told me before. I have already signed it. Your agent status is really useful, Ai Wen. In addition, I signed another unexpected surprise, a man named Varane's young man, he looks very promising, I accidentally discovered the young man when I was looking for Mbappe in France, he is only 17 years old this year."

"He's a striker?" Ivan appeased the dissatisfied Luo Xiaoxiao.

"He's a centre-back. He's at Lens and just broke into the first team. When the scouts I hired noticed him, there were scouts from Real Madrid and Manchester United. I watched him play. Video, I think his value will definitely increase in a few years, he will be a very promising young man."

"Speaking of which, I have worked hard to find seedlings recently, not only in France, but also in Germany, which is said to have a lot of good seedlings, and found a goalkeeper seedling in Borussia's second team, named ter Stegen, let me Happily, he doesn't have an agent. I picked him up too."

Ivan can almost imagine how proud Mark was on his face when he said the word "pick up".

He raised his eyebrows in disbelief: "How did you convince them?"

Mark was extremely proud: "I said, your agent, this identity is very useful! I also persuaded them to come to the Premier League to develop. England just won the World Cup. The atmosphere of the whole people is so good! They are obviously excited !"

Aiwen: "..." Yes, this is very strong.

He remembered what Mark said about the shooting of the advertisement just now, and then thought about the statements of the accountants he had seen, and a thought emerged: "Regarding the advertisement, don't worry, I will discuss it with you later. I think you signed the Those two players are going to be useful... um!"

"Ivan?" Mark heard the unsteadiness in Ivan's calm sentence at the end, and he thought he had heard it wrong.

Luo Xiaoxiao was not happy. Originally, Aiwen exchanged heartfelt feelings with him while answering the phone, and he kept talking for so long without saying anything wrong!

How many other men is this talking about?one two three?

Do you still think about other men when you are making out with him?Still thinking about the company?

Aren't you just filming movies while being a referee?Why are you still the boss!

The more Luo Xiaoxiao thought about it, the more angry he became. Mark's phone call made him surrounded by the frightened and shameful moments of being intimate in front of others. He decided to take revenge on Ivan, so he pinched him hard!

...That's why Aiwen's ending sound changed.

Ai Wen lay on Luo Xiaoxiao's body, knowingly kissed Luo Xiaoxiao's back, but his mouth remained calm: "It's okay, I was scratched by the kitten at home."

Luo Xiaoxiao:! ! !

He turned around and grabbed Ivan's phone!

Is he fun or is it fun to talk about things?

Is he more important than those irrelevant people?

"I'm really sorry, it even snatched my mobile phone, Mark, I'll settle it first, and I'll call you later."

He hung up the phone to appease the furious Luo Xiaoxiao, and continued to block all his chattering words of dissatisfaction with actions.

At the end of the bed, the red card brought by Ivan and the whistle were placed there side by side. The body of the whistle seemed to be a little wet, and the place where it was located was a little wet.

Looking closely, the material of stainless steel reveals a round oily sheen.

The author has something to say: Good evening, everyone...a greeting from a trembling cuckoo...

For the sake of my hard work... keep asking for hair tonic~