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Ai Wen smiled: "Of course this is me, and it cannot affect your decision."

Talking about the child, Ronaldo still finds it novel and excited: "Well, the surrogate can't choose a boy or a girl. If it's a boy, I can teach him how to speak, teach him to play football, and listen to him call me daddy... ...Oh, this is really the happiest moment in the world."

He was a little annoyed again: "If it's a girl, I'd like it too, but I'm not sure how to take care of the girl? I only have one older sister."

Ai Wen felt that his tangled look was a little cute: "It will come naturally, no one in this world is born to be a parent."

Every child who comes into this world must be the little angel of their parents, and their parents will also be their warmest harbor.

Even though he never knew who his father was since he was a child, and his mother wasn't very good at taking care of him, he could feel her love for him - even though it was awkward.

There are all kinds of love in the world, and sometimes they are all kinds of strange things. However, as long as its starting point is good, regardless of other things, at least it is worthy of gratitude.

Aiwen is always grateful and content, which makes him constantly find the courage to persevere in adversity.

And then step by step to exercise a tough heart.

I smile at the world, and the world will eventually treat me tenderly.

Ronaldo thinks it makes sense.When it comes to children, he can't help but talk about the object. I don't know if it's a guilty conscience or something. He accidentally turned the topic to his girlfriend.

"You are 20, how many girlfriends have you dated?" Luo Xiaoxiao was curious about this.

"..." Ivan was silent. He knew that the person sitting next to him must be very experienced. Although he didn't care about such a comparison, he knew that in the eyes of open Europeans, he had never had a girlfriend. , it seems that he hasn't grown up yet.

It was rare for Luo Xiaoxiao to appreciate the other party's unobvious embarrassment.

#怪明快乐, and I always feel that it is very necessary for me to fulfill my obligations as a good friend, to check him out, to let him keep his eyes open, and not to be deceived by irresponsible women accidentally.

"Falling in love is also an experience in life, you will grow a lot," Luo Xiaoxiao said without winking, "Of course you are still young, so don't worry about this kind of thing."

Of course, you, still, little.

Ai Wen: "..." Ah, I really want to stop and throw him out.

So he slammed on the brakes blankly.

Luo Xiaoxiao, who was about to say a few more words to impart some necessary experience:? ? ?

"Here we are." Ai Wen was succinct, indicating that the navigation was over, and the hotel was in front of him.

The hotel staff came up to help them with their luggage.

Luo Xiaoxiao scratched his head and decided to change the subject: "When is your next match?" He has wanted to ask this question for a long time, since he watched his last lineman match.

After changing his previous attitude, he now hopes to meet Ai Wen, even though he knows that he is very strict when he is a referee-but he is so strict that people can't believe it!

Moreover, under the guidance of Ferguson, he has grown a lot, and he has restrained his foul moves. He likes to speak with his strength, and he is not afraid of Ivan picking on him.

Ivan recalled the notification he received before: "It may be the Champions League in January or February, go and feel the atmosphere."

Luo Xiaoxiao sighed, it seemed that he would not be able to meet him in the near future.

Champions League?They are doing very well now, and they have no problem defending their title.He hopes that before he goes to a brand new league, he will win another Champions League to make up for the more or less regret of the last Champions League.

He has already thought about it, and he will move to La Liga next season. His agent Mendes is already in contact with Real Madrid.

Line referees still don't have any suspicions in the Champions League, so Ivan may still be able to participate in games with Premier League teams, right?

He doesn't have much time to stay in the Premier League, and he will go to other leagues in the future, and the probability of meeting good friends will be even lower.

#The more I think about it, the more I feel depressed.

Ai Wen, who was walking beside him, couldn't understand again. What was he thinking about every day?How did it turn from sunny to cloudy again?

He couldn't laugh or cry: "Choose a room."

The Portuguese casually pointed to the one with the highest price, then remembered Ivan, and temporarily changed his mind: "Where is your room?"

Aiwen shook his head helplessly, and informed the hotel front desk of his room number. The latter was very efficient and quickly found another vacant room that was closest to them.

The lady at the front desk of the hotel screamed inwardly while moving quickly, these two handsome guys look so familiar!She must have seen it somewhere!

oh!Boyfriend's TV!That show on a lush green lawn!

Are they players?The front desk lady who never cared about football suddenly became interested in watching football.

The two went upstairs with their luggage.

Ronaldo said slowly: "The essential oil for hair care that I recommended to you today, I just brought it with me, do you want to try it?"

Ai Wen was a little confused, the man who also needs to bring hair care essential oils for a day or two when going out, is he a devil?

However, he did not refuse the other party's kindness.

Before leaving, Ivan added abruptly: "Ferrari is good."

"Huh?" Ronaldo didn't turn his head around.

Ivan smiled: "Your Ferrari is beautiful, handsome, and easy to drive."

The car was praised, and the drooping curly hair of the Portuguese suddenly regained its luster.

So at night, Luo Xiaoxiao, who was holding a bottle of hair care essential oil that was just opened for Ai Wen, rang the doorbell of Ai Wen's room.

At that time, Ivan came out of the bathroom after taking a shower and was wiping his hair, so he opened the door.

His hair was wet and dripped occasionally.The water drops passed over his full forehead and slid down to his chin.He was wearing the silk bathrobe he brought with him, which was engraved with Chinese style patterns that Ronaldo could not understand, but he looked very tall.

His eyelashes were also wet, and his beautiful eyes seemed to have been steamed, with an indescribable smell.

Luo Xiaoxiao, who really just came here enthusiastically, wanted to be irritable again. He had never realized that he knew how to appreciate beauty so much, and he was still a man.

Ai Wen looked at him: "Why don't you come in?"

The Portuguese followed in depressed: "..."

Alvin: "..."

He straightened his wording, trying to make it sound less abrupt: "What's wrong with you Cris? You've been wrong since this afternoon."

There should be nothing wrong with the opponent's body - after all, he was still alive and kicking when he opened the door.

Out of habit, he put the back of his hand on the other person's forehead like his grandmother did to him when he was a child.

Well, I don't have a fever.

Luo Xiaoxiao suddenly felt dizzy: Ah, it's so cold.

Wait, what did he realize: "You took a cold shower?" A cold shower in winter?After a long day of cold wind blowing outside, shouldn't you take a hot bath to relax and drive away the cold?Are you not afraid of getting sick?Not even with heating!

Ai Wen's tone was normal, and this was not the first time he answered this kind of question: "Yes, I've been washing since I was a child, and I'm used to it."

Looking at the Portuguese's tangled expression, he smiled: "What's the matter, take a cold shower, you won't be afraid of the cold in winter, and it can also enhance your immunity, so you won't get sick easily."

"..." Ronaldo looked at Ivan with some admiration. He had heard this saying before. As a man, he was not afraid of the cold, but it was not enough to never take a hot bath.

He must be the same as himself, he is very self-disciplined, maybe even better than himself.

All excellent people are like this. When they meet someone who is better than themselves, they will unconsciously want to chase them and match them.

# From taking a cold shower in winter, you can see that the other party is very good

Luo Xiaoxiao remembered her purpose of coming here, raised the hair care essential oil in her hand, and put it on the table.

He looked at Ivan's hair seriously: "Do you need me to help you? From what you said before, you don't seem to use it very much?"

"Okay." Ivan responded casually, wiped his hair with a dry towel, and wiped off a drop of water on his fair neck by the way.

Luo Xiaoxiao moved his eyes away, but the aesthetics in his heart may have shifted when he didn't realize it-the white spots on his skin seem to be not bad.

Ivan made his hair half-dry, and Ronaldo squeezed some essential oil out, rubbed it in the palm of his hand, and used the temperature of his palm to make them better absorbed.

He put them on the other person's hair which was softer than his, and explained absently: "Here, that's it, just put it on and massage it, and be careful not to get it on the scalp..."

The hair quality is really good, Luo Xiaoxiao's thinking spreads.

Ivan was ignorant, and he was feeling in his heart that Cris is indeed a delicate man, and those newspapers who commented on his flair did not wrong him too much.

It may be because it feels good in the hand, or because it is a novelty to give people essential oils for hair. The Portuguese accidentally added a little more, and the time of rubbing each other's hair was unknowingly prolonged.

Aiwen was leaning on the lazy sofa. He had never done essential oils before, and he also didn't know that the time required for nursing was not too long, so he let the other party do it, and he fell asleep after doing it. up.

When Ronaldo came back to his senses and found that he had been doing it for a long time, and the other party's hair was beyond care, he realized that the other party had closed his eyes without knowing when.

Hmm, he seems to have fallen asleep?

Luo Xiao glanced cautiously. Ai Wen's hair was obviously shiny because he rubbed too much essential oil.

Fortunately, this brand of essential oil is expensive for a reason, it was quickly absorbed, and Ivan's hair returned to its original dryness.

His hair also changed from a wet and dark color back to a pure and natural chestnut color.

Ah, it's completely dry, so you won't be afraid of catching a cold when you sleep.

However——Luo Xiaoxiao looked at the bathrobe that Aiwen was still wearing, and his head grew bigger again.

He can't just lie on the sofa and sleep in a bathrobe, can he?He himself tried to fall asleep sitting up before, only to wake up with a sore back the next day.

But seeing him sleeping so soundly, I couldn't bear to wake him up.

What to do!Luo Xiaoxiao was troubled in his heart.

At this time, the difference of a delicate man is revealed.If it was an ordinary rough guy, how would he pay attention to whether the other party was wearing pajamas, and he would absolutely throw a blanket casually, or at most wrap the person with a blanket and throw it on the bed. .

...However, how could Luo Xiaoxiao be like that? Of course he is not an ordinary man.

He took the pajamas that Ai Wen had neatly folded and put aside, and worried about Ai Wen who was sleeping unconsciously.

He looked very tired, and he probably didn't have a good rest these days.

Driving is also exhausting.

After struggling for a while, the Portuguese gritted his teeth and decided to transfer him to the bed.

When he wanted to lift Aiwen and the chair up, he realized that it was... heavy.

I gave up moving chairs and changed to dragging.

Luo Xiaoxiao pushed the simple sofa to the side of the bed, then carefully lifted Ivan's legs and put them on the bed.

——Don't ask him why he didn't just give him a princess hug, that would definitely wake him up.

Of course, there is a reason why he doesn't want to admit it. Although Aiwen is young, he is not small. If he can't hold him... how can he not hold him!How sweet I am!I'm just trying not to wake him up!

After he successfully transferred Ivan to the bed, he exhaled with a sense of accomplishment.

Well, the next step is to change his clothes, this should not be difficult.

So Luo Xiaoxiao started a fight with Ivan's bathrobe.

After tossing for a long time, he finally stripped off Ivan's upper body.

Of course there is nothing in the bathrobe, otherwise it would not be called a bathrobe.

Muscular lines are smooth, and there are mermaid lines, well, the figure is comparable to him.You can still see some inconspicuous scars on the opponent's body, um, some of them destroy the overall harmony, but it seems that there are other kinds of flaws attached to this young and firm body... It's a man's badge.

He carefully took out the part of the bathrobe that was pressed by Aiwen under him, and he could not help but glance at the only place covered by cloth from the corner of his eye.

The man's self-esteem exploded, and when he saw the lower body of the same sex, he couldn't help but want to compare the size with the other party.

As a result, he discovered... Aiwen is not very old, and his face is not young.There should be a lot of material.

It can be seen through a layer of fine fabric...there is a good size.

He still muttered that Aiwen's future girlfriend, Yan. Fu is not shallow.

How can a girl with appearance and quality be worthy of him?The Portuguese couldn't imagine it all at once.

He thought about the outstanding beauties he had seen, and somehow felt that none of them were suitable... It doesn't matter, Ivan is still young, so don't worry.He can pick slowly.

——He has such a good personality, he can't be easily fooled by bad women with malicious intentions.

Here he is still caught in his own brain and can't stop, completely forgetting to put on Ivan's pajamas.

He was still staring at Ivan's lower abdomen. His mind was full of wild ideas, and he didn't notice what was ahead of him. The righteous master who was tossed by him did not know when he woke up.

Ivan opened his eyes, and looked at the Portuguese who was staring at his naked body (?) in confusion and bewilderment.

what happened?How is he lying in bed? Cris why is he looking at him like that?

The point is, why was he stripped off? !

Evan couldn't help but move.

Startled by his movement, the Portuguese hurriedly raised his head and met his eyes.

Suddenly, there was a silence in the room.

Ivan was silent for a while, and broke the calm: "Cris, you get up first."

Luo Xiaoxiao realized that he was still supporting Aiwen's bed with one hand, and he jumped up quickly and withdrew his hand.

Seeing that Ai Wen took his pajamas and put them on calmly, but didn't say anything, Luo Xiaoxiao felt even more guilty!

Wait, I'm guilty, Ivan is not a girl!

While Ai Wen was getting dressed, his mind was actually spinning rapidly, trying to connect the cause and effect, his own falling asleep and the other party's actions, it was obvious that he wanted to help him change his clothes.

He wouldn't misunderstand each other, there is still a basic trust between people!What's more, that person is a good little friend Cristiano Ronaldo.

However, the Portuguese may have a different brain circuit. He felt that he was indeed a little abrupt, and he was discovered. He thought it was necessary for him to explain.

He doesn't want to be regarded as some weird person QAQ

"Ivan..." He murmured, not knowing how to phrase it.

The person on the bed sat up, and following his movements, the last bit of exposed flesh on his body was completely covered under the pajamas.

Portuguese people's thinking began to diverge, Ivan is good everywhere, but it is too white, black dots look better (?)

Maybe he can make an appointment with Aiwen when he goes to the seaside for vacation in the future?He knows the best sun positions, and he knows a thing or two about applying sunscreen.

Then he successfully missed what Ivan said.

Ai Wen: "..." What is this Portuguese thinking about every day?

Racing a car won't make him stupid, right?That would be a sin!If he remembers correctly, the opponent has another Premier League game five days later!

Luo Xiaoxiao was confused: "Ang? Sorry, what did you just say?"

Looking at his innocent face with long eyelashes flickering, Aiwen repeated it patiently: "I said thank you for the essential oil, I'm sorry I accidentally fell asleep, and by the way, thank you for moving me to bed. superior."

"Oh...you're welcome." Is this the end?Ivan didn't misunderstand him at all!Luo Xiaoxiao replied subconsciously, with a disappointment in her tone that she didn't realize.

"..." Ai Wen lowered his head. He didn't know why he had the urge to cover his face. He even couldn't help thinking about whether there was a generation gap between the two of them. After all, isn't there a generation gap in three years?Why does he feel that sometimes he and Cris have difficulty communicating...

Ronaldo glanced at the hair care essential oil he was still on the table, and then quietly glanced at Ivan who was drooping and didn't know what he was thinking. He thought, Ivan is probably sleepy?Then, he won't disturb his rest, right?

So he moved lightly, came to the table briskly, picked up the bottle of hair care essential oil, thought about it, and then put it down: "Hey, Aiwen, I'll give you this bottle, anyway, I haven't opened it before." , it’s new, it’s really easy to use, you can fix it yourself if you have nothing to do.”

"Hmm." Ivan looked up at him and nodded.

"Then... it's getting late, I'll go back first... good night?" Luo Xiaoxiao felt that he could retire with success.

"Well, good night." Ivan's two dimples emerged.

The Portuguese who walked out the door recalled those two dimples, and suddenly felt refreshed and happy.When he packed up, lay on the bed and closed his eyes, he thought vaguely, well, tomorrow will probably be a good weather too.