football golden whistle

"Aiwen?" Luo Xiaoxiao suddenly didn't know how to organize his words.

Aiwen took his hands away, covered him with a quilt, and told him with actions, go to sleep.

The Portuguese stared, how could he sleep when something like this happened? !He turned around, rushed over, and held Ivan down.

"What did you do to me just now?" He was unbelievable, his knees seemed to be really not uncomfortable!

Ai Wen quietly used it for others so many times and finally overturned this time. He thought for a while: "Well, Chinese Kung Fu?"

Luo Xiaoxiao: "..."

Does Ivan think he is Little Chris?

Forget it, the Portuguese turned back and lay down, turned directly, and turned his back to Ivan.

The person behind him was helpless, the heat source that belonged to him leaned over, and Ai Wen hugged him from behind and told him the reason briefly.

The Portuguese opened his eyes wide, what?There is such a thing?Is it true that Aiwen is coaxing him to play?

"Maybe God is sympathetic to what happened to me, so give me compensation." Aiwen understated, just telling Luo Xiaoxiao that he can restore his body within a certain range.

"That is to say, after you complete a certain task, you can get the final repair function and come back to play football?" The Portuguese realized the seriousness of the matter after he understood it, "You just Did you tell me that? Are you afraid that I will say it? "

Aiwen's face was pressed against his neck: "Don't be afraid."

Luo Xiaoxiao was happy and a little bit stuck in his heart: "Why?"

"No reason, just say what you want."

Luo Xiaoxiao: "..." Hmph, sleep.Have breakfast with love tomorrow morning.

Ai Wen smiled behind his back. I heard that there is a saying that "falling in love not for the purpose of marriage is playing hooligans"?He wanted to tell Cris that he wasn't going to play hooligans on the other party, but he didn't say it anyway, it's not good to talk about it in the middle of the night so that people can't sleep.

the next day.

The Portuguese woke up and found that the space around him was empty.

He woke up from the blur, looked at the time, eight o'clock.

Is Evan going to make breakfast?Luo Xiaoxiao just wanted to get out of bed and go see what Ai Wen made for breakfast.

When he opened the door, he smelled a nice fragrance.

Early in the morning, I have an inexplicable appetite.

Ai Wen appeared behind the door and saw him standing there with disheveled hair. He disapproved and said, "Why did you come down?"

Luo Xiaoxiao muttered: "It's not that I can't walk anymore." He remembered that when he went to wash up by himself yesterday, Ivan carried him there. The Portuguese, who is about 1.8 meters tall, felt like a giant baby for the first time.

His eyes were quickly attracted by the hot thing in the opponent's hand. The off-white paste was placed in a bowl with emerald green scallions floating on it. A meaty smell permeated the air with the steaming heat. .

It looks great!Who said Ivan can't cook?Just want to look at him with admiration!

"What is this?" The Portuguese was very interested.

Ai Wen took the porridge into the room and put it away, then turned back and picked up Luo Xiaoxiao directly, and transferred him to the bathroom.

"..."

After he finished and returned to the room, Aiwen told him: "This is preserved egg and lean pork porridge."

The Portuguese couldn't wait to pick up the spoon, and was caught off guard when he heard this sentence, and almost threw the spoon out: "What? What porridge?!"

Ai Wen repeated clearly word by word: "Preserved eggs, lean meat, porridge."

Luo Xiaoxiao: "..." Damn it!Alvin did it on purpose!

Ai Wen smiled: "It's delicious, you have a taste." He took the initiative to take the other's hand holding the spoon, and directly scooped up the preserved eggs cut into small pieces from the bottom, and the dark color appeared on the surface of the beige porridge. In the eyes of the Portuguese, it is simply an evil thing that destroys the beauty.

Luo Xiaoxiao's face turned green.

He turned his head away, as if refusing to eat.

"You can eat porridge. If you are not used to eating preserved eggs, you can skip it. It won't affect the taste." Ai Wen seemed to have expected the other party's reaction, and it was right to prepare for coaxing the child to eat in the future.

Unable to bear the temptation of the smell of meat in front of him, Luo Xiaoxiao still opened his mouth, and swallowed a spoonful of porridge that happened to be cold and not too hot, and the very good taste on the tip of his tongue made him widen his eyes.

Hey, food with preserved eggs doesn’t seem so scary~

He waited for Ivan to feed him very confidently, completely forgetting the fact that his hand was not injured.

It was the first time for Aiwen to feed people in this way. Little Chris had just turned one year old, and his grandmother was responsible for the supplementary food. Aiwen usually only tried making milk powder.

So one person was very novel, and the other enjoyed it very much, so he finished half a bowl of porridge.

Those ugly preserved eggs were exposed to the Portuguese again.

Luo Xiaoxiao stared at them, and Ai Wen noticed, and asked him, "What's the matter? Want to try it?"

Luo Xiaoxiao: "..." I was a little moved, but I was so scared.

Ai Wen scooped up a spoonful of egg whites. That one looked golden, not black. It didn't seem so dark?

Aiwen: "Try this, you should be able to accept this? The white of the preserved egg has no taste."

Luo Xiaoxiao tried it hesitantly, but he found that it was really good, the taste was quite bomby, and it was not unpalatable.

So he got bolder, and he decided to challenge the dark egg yolk——

The expression of the Portuguese with the egg yolk in his mouth changed. Ivan was already prepared, and he pulled out all the tissues. Unexpectedly, the expression of the Portuguese changed again and again, so he held back.

He swallowed the preserved eggs with difficulty, all supported by the idea of ​​"I can do it if Ivan can do it".

Alvin laughed straight away, it was so cute.

Luo Xiaoxiao puffed her face: "I don't want it anymore! Eat the preserved egg!"

"OK, I'll eat." Aiwen bypassed the preserved eggs, fed him the porridge, and then ate all the preserved eggs in the bowl in front of Luo Xiaoxiao, "There are more, do you want more? Only for You put porridge, don't put preserved eggs."

Luo Xiaoxiao looked at his boyfriend with admiration, only thinking that he was a warrior: "I want more."

Ivan went out, and this time he hugged the little Chris who woke up.

Little Chris can say some simple words. When he sees Big Chris, he stretches out his paws and calls for his father to hug him.

Luo Xiaoxiao fell into the silly father mode for a second, and everything is enough to have a son.Little Chris played with his silly father calmly, with helplessness and pampering similar to Ivan's.

Aiwen brought up the porridge pot directly, and brought Little Chris's bowl along the way.

Dolores had tasted the porridge cooked by Ivan, she was full of praise, and she was about to praise her son-in-law to the sky, and then drove him to take care of the older one and cultivate their relationship. She helped take care of his twins.

The twins' room was decorated in pink, and they took care of the little princess directly. As for the elder brother, he felt wronged and accompanied the younger sister.

Luo Xiaoxiao took the second bowl. In front of his son, he was embarrassed to let Ivan feed it. In order to show the majesty of being a father, he wanted to feed little Chris.

He wanted to skin it, and took the initiative to put preserved eggs in Little Chris's bowl.

Then with a smirk on his face, he fed the preserved egg to his son.Alvin watched him work from the side.

As a result, the Portuguese didn’t see the ending that the Portuguese wanted to see. Little Chris was not like Big Chris, who was very happy and angry. He was super calm, just like his father Ivan, he ate the preserved egg without changing his expression. There is no meaning of disgust at all.

Luo Xiaoxiao: "..."

He looked at the expression of little Chris, and then at Ivan with a smile in his eyes, he was dumbfounded.

Dolores said that the father and son resemble each other, why does he think that Chris and Ivan resemble each other!

After eating his share, Chris turned his head skillfully to look for Ivan, and Ivan took a clean towel and wiped his mouth for him.

"..." Big Chris was sour, his son's life was more delicate than his.

Think about where he was so particular when he was a child. His son really stayed with Aiwen a lot, and he was influenced by it subtly~

His thoughts were all written on his face, and Ivan wanted to tease him: "Chris must grow up to be extraordinary, and he will be a president."

The Portuguese was really unhappy: "Little Chris must be a great player when he grows up, just like his two fathers. Let's talk about retirement after being the president or something!"

Ivan wiped his paws for little Chris: "What does Chris like to do?"

The real president, Chris Jr., replied in a decent way: "Yeah~"

Telling him that he might not understand, Ai Wen said: "We should give him a few things to choose, which will be more convincing."

Luo Xiaoxiao thought it was a good idea, so Ai Wen went to bring a few things, including a small football, the seal of Angel's family, a whistle, Nike shoes, Ai Wen's World Cup goalkeeper gloves, and even a red card.

Luo Xiaoxiao thought about it, and added hairspray and perfume.

"Chris, what do you like? Choose one yourself." Luo Xiaoxiao put his son on the ground.

Little Chris is still calm, but he may not understand the intentions of the two fathers.

Ivan squatted down and pushed those gadgets in front of little Chris: "Chris, pick one you like."

The real president Chris Jr. understands, Ivan's father said that these are all his!

It's all his and there's no need to rush to take it now, so he has already drawn the boundaries of what belongs to him, and little Chris decides to take what is not his.

Seeing that his son hadn't moved for a long time, Luo Xiaoxiao thoughtfully pushed the little football towards him.

As a result, he was stunned to see that his son stretched out his claws towards Aiwen and threw himself into Aiwen's arms.

Luo Xiaoxiao:? ? ?

Little Chris stood firm on Ivan's arms, raised his arms high, and pressed his paws on Ivan's cheeks!

Ivan was surprised, and the dimples on his face were rubbed out by the movements of little Chris.

Little Chris is happy, Wowo is coming out!Hold it down!It's Little Chris's!

"Yah~"

Luo Xiaoxiao:? ? ?

As soon as the false Mr. Luo hugged his son, he was about to teach him a lesson: "Chris, what you want to choose is those gadgets on the ground, not your daddy Ivan! Did you hear that?"

The real Mr. Luo arched his buttocks in his arms. In his opinion, there was no difference. Papa Aiwen also squatted on the ground.

He was dissatisfied, all the things on the ground belonged to little Chris, what happened when he went to his nest?

"PaPa! Woohoo!"

The silly dad was stunned. What did he hear? Little Chris called Dad!

The real Mr. Luo is dissatisfied, you heard me, I want to be a bitch!The president doesn't say it a second time!Seeing that Chris had no intention of letting him go, he turned around by himself and stretched out his hand towards Ivan's face.

"Whoa whoa!"

Ivan approached the father and son, and kissed each other. Little Chris was happy, hugging his face like a president, and kissed Ivan's face too.

Ivan had deep dimples on his face, which made Chris amused.

The false Mr. Luo understood. He moved his butt to block the sight of little Chris. He felt that it was necessary to talk to his son: "Chris, the dimple belongs to Ivan, and Ivan belongs to Dad. Your dimples belong to you. Fight for it on your own, understand?"

He said, picked up the football on the ground, and handed it to little Chris: "For example, this one, this one will belong to you."

Little Chris held the ball, blinked his eyes, and looked at the dimples still hanging on Ivan's face. He felt that Big Chris always gave him the ball and tried to exchange Ivan's daddy's dimples with him. He likes the ball very much, so he decided to give it to him generously.

Don't get entangled, give you the ball, give me the dimple~

Luo Xiaoxiao reluctantly accepted his son's generous gift, and then watched helplessly as his son continued to happily play peek-a-boo with Ai Wen's dimples.

Luo Xiaoxiao:! ! !

Little Chris "spoiled" Ivan's dimples contentedly, and noticed that Youyou was looking at his father, and reached out to him to hug him again.

Both dads, Chris, both belong to Chris~

Big Chris leaned against the owner of the dimple unceremoniously, and rubbed Little Chris's face.

The owner of the dimples hugged them, and he remembered something: "Cris, I'm going out tomorrow and I'll be back soon."

As soon as Luo Xiaoxiao stayed with his son, his childlike innocence broke out, and he couldn't stop at all.Hearing him say that, he quickly approved it.

The person Ivan went to meet was his biological father, Leopova.

Sitting in front of this man who had never appeared before when he was growing up, Ivan didn't know how to face him in this way.

Leo was still as easy-going as we met before. His deep blue eyes buried the unique romance of Italian men. Although Ivan's eyes were similar to his, he couldn't see the shadow of Italians inside and out.

He grew up in England, he is already an Englishman.

After hearing Leo's simple intention of coming, he obviously wanted to meet Ivan in private.

Aiwen looked at him: "Excuse me for asking, does your wife know about your relationship with me?"

Leo didn't expect him to ask such a question, so he still told his plan: "Tell her directly at the earliest time, I'm afraid she won't accept it, so I told Aubrey first, well, it's your brother. I didn't Be prepared to meet you or not, now I still want to follow my heart. I am going to tell my wife about it after I take Aubrey back."

He was very sincere: "Your mother didn't recognize me, I recognized her, and later I learned that she was not married, but had a son who was just the right age. You may not believe it, but God will open it." Such a joke made me finally recognize you."

"Although it's late, if you don't mind, I'll refill the father role, just like I did with Aubrey."

There was a faint smile on Ivan's face: "This kind of joke is not funny, Mr. Bova. I am an adult, and I have passed the age of needing a father. As you can see, I can also live without my father's company." Very good. Also, I don't want your family to be affected because you and I re-established a father-son relationship."

He knocked on the table with his fingers, and looked out of the lively window: "One thing you need to be clear about is that this is not between the two of us, but between three families."

He said it very tactfully, but the meaning inside and outside the words was very clear: "Please go back and discuss it with your wife first, and then come and talk to me about this matter."

Leo nodded. He also knew that this matter could not be rushed. He was silent for a while, then took out his briefcase: "Okay, Mr. DeWitt, I am here today, and I want to meet you in another capacity. I am now It's a producer who has emailed your agent and hasn't heard back yet."

He handed over a document: "This is something we will continue to discuss with your agent. I can meet you today, so I will show you first. If you are interested, you can also communicate with your agent. .”

Ai Wen opened the file bag, it was a stack of papers, he glanced roughly, it was a script.

The title of the script is a few clear words——

"Become Famous"

Leo said briefly: "This is the preliminary script we adapted based on your growth experience. At present, there is only a general idea. You need to discuss the details with your agent."

"We hope to get your authorization, and if you are willing to act, that is the best result. No one is more suitable than you to play yourself."