football golden whistle

The more Oliver gets along with his new fourth official, the better he feels.

He came to a conclusion with satisfaction, indeed, excellent people get together with excellent people.

Since getting to know Ivan, every game he has officiated has gone much smoother.The head coach on the sidelines can no longer hinder his normal law enforcement, because Ivan can always solve all the troubles by himself, and there is no need to dispatch him to take care of those trivial matters.

Most importantly, Lucy, who didn't respond to his pursuit at first, finally smiled at him.

The title of "Two Stars in the Refereeing World" spread like wildfire. Originally, Oliver was only well-known in the refereeing world. With Aiwen's hot search physique by his side, he was brought to appear in the public eye.

These two people have their own strength, so their worth will rise even higher.

There are too many English fans supporting Irwin, and the English Football Association will inevitably be affected.

The level of England's league is related to their facade, and players or referees are this facade.

When someone mentions a country's football league, the first reaction must be who are the outstanding players and coaches, and if they think of the country's referees by the way?oh!That shows that the level of the league in this country must be very high, and they even have such famous referees.

After a small team game in Manchester, in the lounge, Oliver took out his calendar and made a mark on it, indicating that the end of 2009 was one day closer.

#Actually, there is still half a year left.

He muttered: "I hope to get promoted and raise my salary as soon as possible, and save money to buy a ring."

Ivan who entered the door: "..."

It really seemed love at first sight.

Oliver gave Lucy his autograph as a gift last time, and the latter was very happy, but at the same time, her expression was a little strange. At that time, Oliver didn't know what the problem was. Later, he found out about the smiling face Ivan proposed to draw on him. Lucy received a similar one not long ago.

I have to say that Oliver is also very popular, and he even took the initiative to give the autograph of Lucy's favorite male god.

#Fortunately, Lucy is Aiwen's rational fan.Chasing idols rationally, did not come to strike up a conversation in Oliver's name just because the two of them recently partnered up.

Love makes people lose their minds, anyway, the relationship between Oliver and Aiwen is ironed out.

As the only insider, Aiwen has been surrounded by pink bubbles all over his body by this referee who is addicted to the ambiguous period and cannot extricate himself.

Oliver has even planned that when he gets married in the future, he will pull Alvin to witness ==

However, in fact, the horoscope has not been written yet.

When Ivan heard his vision, he said casually: "Yes, maybe you will go to the Premier League next season."

Oliver said he was satisfied with Ivan's pure and unaffected compliment, and he thought so too.

Alvin: "..."

As a result, three days later, Oliver got the news that he was really going to be promoted and raise his salary next season.

#超级Welcome to you.

Oliver:! ! !

He hugged Ai Wen, and almost suffocated Ai Wen who still didn't know anything: "Dude! You are really my lucky star!"

He was so excited that he almost kissed Alvin on the face.

Ai Wen pushed his face away in disgust: "Congratulations."

Oliver doesn't mind either, he's a little drifting now.

He is about to become the youngest national-level referee in England, and even with Ivan, all boats will rise.

#爱情. Career go hand in hand, don't be too flattered.

Oliver imagined the future, he said, Ivan should not continue to follow him carelessly, his thighs are thick enough, and he can leave the best pendant position for Ivan.

Alvin: "..."

To be honest, when he first met Oliver, the other party gave him the feeling that he was more reliable.

#It’s true that Lu Yao knows the horsepower, and it’s funny to see it for a long time.

Hehehe, Oliver decided to go out with his referee friends and bring Ivan to play with him.

Nightlife is great, my friend, but shops close after dark, so what better place to go than a bar?

Ivan looked at the third cocktail in front of him silently.

The bartender has a soft spot for him, and the other party is a man, but it seems that he has winked at Ivan more than once.

Oliver seemed to have drunk too much, and he invited Ivan to try this glass of wine again with a vague tongue.

They were in a separate box surrounded by younger referees, all of whom were of almost the same level. Ivan knew quite a few people.

There are a lot of hot eyes, and there are more close ones.In the referee circle, connections are particularly important.

Because when the level is about the same, there are people who are promoted and no one is promoted. The two referees who are currently in a similar situation will have a completely different level of development in the future.

It may be that all kinds of alcohol are mixed together, and I didn't feel anything at first, but later Ivan felt that the vision was not right.

drunk.

Ivan's brain immediately came to this conclusion.

However, he was still clear-headed, but his hands and feet began to feel weak. He wanted to take out his mobile phone to pick it up, but his fingers didn't work.

While laughing at his poor drinking capacity, Oliver snatched his mobile phone and said with his tongue out, "Hey! I'll help you. Who are you calling? Girlfriend?"

He looked more drunk than Ivan.

Oliver directly clicked on the recent contacts, and he saw that the top name was "Mark", which was obviously not a girl's name, so he continued to look down wittily until his eyes stopped on a certain name.

"Cris, t? Cristen? Kristen?" Oliver rubbed his eyes, "Chris...Christen? What a beautiful name."

"Hey hey hey, you still said you don't have a girlfriend, how could you not have such a condition, and you're too shy to say it, really, not enough brother, hiccup~" Oliver put a hand on his shoulder, smelling like alcohol.

Alvin: "..."

His mind was also a little dull, and he wanted to refute, when was there a girl named "Christine" in his address book?There was a rough guy named "Cristiano".

Oliver was so drunk that he had hallucinations. He spontaneously derived a few letters from the spelling of the contact's name, and perfectly found Alvin's "girlfriend".

Feeling that something was wrong, Ivan wanted to get his phone back.

However, Oliver pressed the dial button, and the call went out.

After a few beeps, the phone was connected.

A man's voice came: "Hello? Ivan?"

It is nine o'clock in the evening, and Ronaldo just came out of the shower. He is going to relax before going to bed, and then go to bed early.

He has a very regular schedule and must sleep eight hours a day.

Then he got a call from Ivan.

When the other party called at this time, he thought there was something urgent.

Oliver was a little confused, isn't it Ivan's girlfriend, why is a man answering the phone?

Is it...

Oliver looked at Ivan dully, his eyes were strange, but there was even some sympathy.

Ai Wen: "..." Ai Wen's desire to survive made him sober up a little. He wanted to grab the phone, but his limbs were weak and his head began to feel dizzy.

Oliver looked at Ivan whose eyes were beginning to lose focus, and felt that it was necessary to help the new buddy. He was filled with righteous indignation: "Who are you? Do you know Ivan's girlfriend?"

The Portuguese who answered the phone: "..." Where the fuck is that drunk.

He said, "Who are you? Why are you holding Ivan's phone? What happened to him?"

Oliver said sympathetically: "I wanted to tell Ivan's girlfriend that her boyfriend was drunk, but I didn't expect... hiccup."

"..."

Luo Xiaoxiao didn't have time to think about why Aiwen called him when he was drunk: "Aiwen is drunk? Where are you?"

"The xx bar next to xxx Street in Manchester," Oliver said, still very wary. "What are you asking for? Is his girlfriend next to you?"

"..." I probably understood.

What about logic?

You can't speak logic with a drunk.

The Portuguese said "wait", put on his clothes, took the car keys and went out.

Twenty minutes later, he saw Ivan.

At that time, the other party was reclining on the sofa in a correct posture, with his eyes closed, in stark contrast to the imageless person next to him who was staggering around.

He patted the other person's face, but there was no response.

Ronaldo tugged at the mask, lowered the hat, thought for a while about the correct posture for carrying, and then began to move.

He put Ivan's arm on his shoulder, lifted him up, and walked to the parking lot.

Ivan was smoothly stuffed into the co-pilot.

Only then did the Portuguese realize that he was driving the Ferrari from last time, but this time the two of them switched positions.

Ronaldo thought for a while, and very wittily took the blanket he covered last time, and covered Ivan.

He glanced at his results with satisfaction, then turned and got into the car.

Just send him to stay at your own house for one night, anyway, it's close enough and it's not troublesome.

In this way, Ivan was packed into Ronaldo's house without knowing it.

He woke up when he was being transferred to the bed, but his waking time was very short, at least he didn't have much reaction when he saw the completely unfamiliar ceiling.

Luo Xiaoxiao once again fell into distress.

Are you going to take off your clothes again?

Forget it, the first time is raw and the second time is familiar, let's go.

The Portuguese hummed and stripped half of his clothes, and in a blink of an eye he saw Ivan open his eyes and look at him in confusion.

The two looked at each other for three seconds.

Luo Xiaoxiao stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, but Ivan didn't respond.

OK, sure, still drunk.

I should be thankful that Ivan was very good when he was drunk. He just watched silently with his eyes open, and didn't resist. He let the Portuguese move and took off his coat.

"Ewen, can you... take a bath by yourself?" The Portuguese found it difficult to pronounce.

I didn't think too much about entering the door. Only his room bed was ready at home, so I put Aiwen on his bed directly.

Now it suddenly occurred to me that this drunk man didn't take a shower and smelled of alcohol all over, yet he actually put him on the bed!

"Hmm." I don't know if I understood, Ivan responded, took the brand new pajamas handed over by the other party, and obediently walked to the bathroom.

"..." So good.

Luo Xiaoxiao thought for a while, and thought that Aiwen might be hungry, so he went downstairs to see what to eat, and poured a glass of water to bring it up.

When he turned around and returned to the room, he found that the other party took a bath quickly, had already got into the bed, and grandiosely occupied his usual sleeping position.

"..."

Take a look, it's very late, and he usually sleeps at this time.

Ronaldo gave up on himself, so let him sleep on his own bed directly, instead of making an extra bed, there are two big men anyway.

He pulled back the quilt and wanted Ivan to get up and drink some water to avoid excessive headache tomorrow.

#Boiled water can also have a hangover effect√(?)

He was stunned when he lifted the quilt, and Ai Wen's bare back appeared in front of his eyes.

I almost didn't come up in one breath.

A scent of his family's shower gel came over.

Remember to use body wash but don't remember to get dressed?What is this operation?

The pajamas were thrown on the small sofa next to him by the other party. They should have been worn, but they might have taken them off after lying down.

Luo Xiaoxiao had no choice but to comfort herself like this.

It's okay, just wash it off.deadpan.jpg

Luo Xiaoxiao fed Aiwen water with a sullen face. He was very obedient and did everything without losing his temper. However, when he asked him if he wanted to put on clothes, he closed his eyes again, as if refusing to communicate .

"..."

Looking at the lump in his quilt, the Portuguese inexplicably saw the opponent's undressed back several times, some when he changed jerseys with Muller in the player tunnel last time, and some just when he lifted the quilt and saw it for a moment.

The nose is a little itchy.

It must have been hallucinations from being too tired recently.

Go to sleep, when you wake up, nothing will happen, and you can also appreciate Ai Wentian's bewildered expression after waking up.

Just thinking about it makes me feel good.

However, Sleep God seems to be against him this time.He had a dream.In the dream, he met a man with a good figure, whose face could not be seen clearly.

Gradually, the scene became clear, it seemed to be in a grassland, maybe it was a green field, the man was standing on the green grass, he put his hands on the hem of his clothes, and lifted up——

The familiar back figure, he wanted to get closer, to see it more clearly, but suddenly felt a little hot.

The heat came from his back and spread to his whole body.

There is an unidentified restlessness.

He looked again, and the upper body of the person in the dream was no longer naked, and the clothes on his body had gone. with a small sign—

FIFA.

The small whistle fell out of his pocket, and he subconsciously picked it up and caught it.

It's warm, but it doesn't feel right to the touch. Why does it seem to have a sensual feel?

Getting hotter.

The Portuguese woke up from his dream.

He felt someone sticking behind him, with a beautiful hand straddling in front of him.

It was this hand that he caught.

He knew this hand, and when his consciousness came back, he recognized it as Ivan's.

He has seen it on camera, but he doesn't remember the specific game, it seems that he has watched quite a few games.

and many more.

He is lying on his side now, who is sticking to him behind him?

The sky is bright.

He turned around, let go of his hand, and felt something fluffy against his neck.

The Portuguese froze.

It's Alvin's head.

Aware of his movement, Ivan rubbed dissatisfiedly, the tip of his nose scraping against his neck.

The whole body of the person in his arms was stiff, his eyes were open, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

He was clearly not awake.

It's an astonishing sleeping pattern.

If Ronaldo is calm enough now, he will definitely want to take a picture of this scene and show the culprit how he fell asleep the next day.

#shock!England's national sweetheart, doing this in her sleep at night...

However, in the face of this sudden situation, Luo Xiaoxiao is obviously not online for both merchants.

Luo Xiaoxiao, who forcibly kept his face expressionless, just finished complaining and froze again.

Something touched him from behind.As a man, the Portuguese should not be too clear about what that is.

What the hell!

What's even more frightening is that, being dragged down by this series of actions, coupled with the inexplicable dream just now, maybe the weather has been dry recently, he actually, he even reacted!

Are we crazy?

No, this is a normal male physiological response.

Calm Analysis.jpg

The Portuguese gently pushed the opponent away, covered the quilt, and stood upright on the spot.

Before he knew it, he fell asleep again.

He had another dream.

In the dream, that familiar figure climbed onto his bed, got into his bed, hugged him, and acted intimately.

He shuddered and woke up, wet in his underwear.

Sure enough, the culprit didn't have the slightest awareness of sleeping on a strange bed, and rolled over at some point, holding him tightly in his arms.

Humanoid Pillow · Cristiano Ronaldo Chun. Mengle Wuhen said that he couldn't take it anymore!

Looking at the time, it's almost seven o'clock, OK, you can get up.

Go take a shower, today is still a good day.

As for someone who is still soundly asleep——

The Portuguese returned to the room after taking a shower, and seeing the other party's unprepared sleeping face, he suddenly felt troublesome.

It's May now, and the morning is still a bit cold, but the other party doesn't seem to feel it, with two arms stretched out.

#浴冷水浴流长的男孩是不同的.

No wonder it was like a stove, waking him up twice a night.

The eyelashes of the person on the bed twitched.

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