On How the Goddess Was Broken

Thankfully, Navarro's slap did not poke Chris's eyeball. Although the injury was serious, Catherine didn't need to worry about getting a one-eyed husband after all.

The injured eye was covered with adhesive tape, and a large piece of it was swollen, which looked a bit funny. This made the always coquettish Real Madrid superstar very depressed and tangled, but what made him even more depressed and maddened was that his family The daughter-in-law ignored him!Ignore him! !

It has been three days since he was injured, but during these three days, his wife not only didn't say a word to him, she didn't even look him in the eye!Not even a glance! !

What's more, his daughter-in-law actually slept with him in a separate room!Sleep in separate rooms! !

The delicate and sweet daughter-in-law turned into a cold queen in minutes, and the Real Madrid superstar couldn't be more concerned.

Sleeping at night without a fragrant and soft daughter-in-law's hug, the Real Madrid superstar is very empty, lonely and very comfortable.

From falling in love to getting married to having a baby, the two have always been sweet and greasy. Now they suddenly entered the cold war mode. Chris felt that he couldn't get used to it. This time I wanted to say something, but when I saw her cold face, I immediately shrank back with guilt.

However, three days was already the limit, and the Real Madrid superstar, who couldn't bear it any longer, slapped the table hard, and walked towards his daughter-in-law arrogantly.

Catherine seemed to be able to see the flames burning all over the guy, with a stern and menacing look, as if she was looking for someone to fight.

Seeing this, Catherine raised her eyebrows, subconsciously tightening her body.

If the bastard dares to rape her, she will teach him to be a man again in minutes!

Her hands were clamped by his rough hands, and before she could resist, she was dragged and fell into his arms, and at the same time, a piece of softness covered her lips.

Biting her lips fiercely, as if venting something, the tip of the tongue almost violently pried open her clenched teeth, and then quickly and accurately found her tongue hiding everywhere, stalking her face and entangled her not to escape.

Catherine struggled to push him away, but even the baby was born. Cristiano Ronaldo, the old driver, was already very familiar with her body. He knew every sensitive point on her body well, even better than She had to understand herself better, and it was so easy to make her emotional.

So after touching, kneading and pinching his unwilling hands, Catherine began to feel weak all over.

Before he knew it, her arms had already wrapped around his neck, and her whole body was limp as if she was hanging on his body. The originally compulsive kiss had also turned into a passionate exchange of chasing and chasing each other. full of pathos.

The air is full of hot, passionate and ambiguous atmosphere, which makes people blush and itch.

Chris directly bent down to be hugged by a princess, and strode eagerly towards the bedroom, but his lips were never parted, as if he wanted to swallow her greedily.

There is no problem that can't be solved by one shot, if one shot fails, then two shots!

For most of the day, the door of the bedroom was closed tightly, and Catherine almost wondered if this guy wanted to use this shameless method to kill her!

When someone finally satiated and stopped the fire, Catherine's whole body almost softened into a pool of water, and she didn't even have the strength to continue to be angry with him, so she could only stare at him to express her dissatisfaction.

However, the woman who has just been strongly nourished is like a red rose in full bloom at this moment, her whole body exudes a coquettish and seductive style, and the reddish eyes that are still misty even if they stare angrily Make a silent invitation.

"Oh, dear, are you seducing me?" Chris turned over and covered her again, kissed her eyes, and smiled ambiguously: "If you want, I don't mind trying again , you know, I have never had any resistance against you."

Catherine gritted her teeth, "Bastard, are you trying to murder me!"

Chris blinked innocently, "I thought it was an expression of my love for you. Even if you don't believe me, you should believe it. I think its enthusiasm for you is enough to explain everything."

Feeling the scorching temperature of her lower abdomen, Catherine blushed suddenly, "Dirty!"

"It's only nasty to you." Chris snickered, kissed her lips, hugged her tightly, and said with a little aggrieved: "Honey, I know I was wrong, don't ignore me anymore, okay? You I don’t know how miserable I’ve been these past few days, if this continues, I’m going to go crazy!”

For the first time in days, Catherine was looking directly into his face.

It's not that she doesn't want to look at him, but she doesn't dare to look at him. She's afraid of seeing him hurt, afraid of recalling his bloody face that day again, afraid of feeling the palpitating and suffocating pain again.

Now there was no blood on his face, and the injured eye was covered with tape, but it was still swollen and looked miserable.

Catherine couldn't help reaching out to touch his face, gently, slightly trembling, with a kind of silent tenderness.

"Does it hurt?"

Sensing her softening, Chris immediately hit the snake with the stick, and began to sell miserably without integrity, with a pitiful and aggrieved look, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, but my dear, you don't feel sorry for me .”

As an Oscar queen, his scumbag acting skills are not enough in her eyes, but so what, she still feels distressed, who told her to be determined by this guy!

Her Royal Highness sighed helplessly, and kissed him lightly on the lips, "I ignored you these few days, do you know that you are worried? But that day, my worry and fear were a hundred times stronger than yours."

Chris suddenly felt guilty, "Sorry..."

A slender finger pressed against his lips, and Catherine said softly: "I don't need your apology, I can understand your profession, and I support your profession as well, but you can also understand whether I can expect My, as a wife, the mood and feelings of a wife who loves her husband deeply."

"Maybe you don't know, but I really don't like to watch your game, because it always makes me uncontrollably frightened and anxious, every time you are violated on the court, every time you fall in pain On that pitch, it was an unbearable torture for me."

Catherine often gets bruised and bruised because of filming, and every time he sees the extra marks on her flawless body, Chris is so angry and distressed, so he can really understand her feelings, he It's just that she never thought that she would love him so much. After all, he is a strong man, isn't he?

Except for his mother, no woman has ever expressed the feeling of "distressed" to him. Even his former girlfriends, who have said countless sweet words to him, never included the feeling of "distressed" It's not a gorgeous word, and he never felt that there was anything wrong with it. After all, in his opinion, the feeling of "distressed" should be from the strong to the weak, from a man to a woman. The delicate and lovely woman feels distressed, oh, it's unimaginable.

But unexpectedly, this feeling was not bad, on the contrary, it made him feel warm in his heart. Seeing the undisguised distress in her blue crystal-like eyes made him feel a little sore in his nose for no reason.

Chris couldn't help but hugged her arms even tighter, and leaned his head against her warm and soft chest like a child, "I promise you, I will try my best to protect myself in the future."

The slender fingers penetrated into his hair, which was seldom applied with hairspray, and Ruo Wu's seemingly gentle touch exuded a sense of appeasement and love, and his lips, which had become a little red and swollen due to the fierce battle just now, were raised high.

Using softness to overcome rigidity, this is a woman's innate skill, as long as one masters it, it will not be difficult to turn a hundred tempered steel into soft fingers.

See, it doesn't work that well.

The two of them were sticky and tender for a while, and they got up and opened the bedroom door, which had been closed for most of the day, when they felt that their stomachs were really hungry.

Chris put his arms around Catherine's waist, like Siamese twins, he was reluctant to leave for half a step, and the idiotic and loyal dog's appearance was simply unbearable to look at.

The servants in the restaurant had already prepared dinner, and Dolores was eating with Junior. When they saw the two of them coming out, they became as gluey as before. Dolores showed an ambiguous smile on her chubby face, making Catherine blushed involuntarily.

"Come and eat."

Junior immediately put down his little spoon, and stretched out his hands to Chris, "Papa hug!"

Probably really frightened, these few days Junior is very clingy to his father, even his favorite mother has to sit in the back row.

Chris' silly father cheerfully picked up his son and kissed him hard, and got a wet kiss back from the little baby, making him smile even more.

Catherine looked at the affectionate father and son and felt a little bitter in her heart, and squeezed her son's chubby little pp depressedly.

The little guy was very clever and immediately showed a flattering smile, "mummy, iloveu! Mummy~~~"

Catherine kissed him and scolded with a smile, "Little witty ghost!"

Junior blinked her big eyes cutely, with a look of "I don't even understand", and she also drools on her face.

Of course, although junior is more attached to his father recently, he still prefers his mother to coax him when he sleeps at night.

Mom's voice is super beautiful and gentle, the stories she tells are amazing, mom sings very well, and dad...!

Sure enough, Junior still loves Mummy the most!

Half asleep and half awake, the little baby Junior showed a sweet smile, and the gentle song in his ear accompanied him into dreamland.

sustainable

der what you are

up above the world so high

dinthesky

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"mummy... iloveu..." the soft, waxy and immature voice muttered subconsciously.

Catherine was taken aback, then smiled, "." Kissed his forehead lightly, "goodnight, mybaby."