[Football] Because your eyes are too big

Totti was lying on the hospital bed, covering his face, enduring stomach discomfort, and at the same time comforting the little girl who was crying softly beside him. "It's okay, Nini, don't be afraid, my cousin's stomach has always been bad, it's not your problem."

The body is as strong as a cow, and the stomach is nothing to say. Totti said words of consolation to his cousin against his will, and then moaned in his heart. Why did the aunt who is a good cook give birth to a cousin who is a kitchen killer?Also, why would he have some guy watching?

Time went back to a few hours ago——

After seeing the grumpy grandpa, hearing a grunt from the old man, and getting a less lovely comment from her mother, Stephanie was taken home by Totti to rest.

"Nini, what do you like to eat? Is it sausage?" Totti tried to find topics to chat with little girls on the way home. He usually meets older girls who can be taken out to do something. The group of cute little girls exuding a cute atmosphere is really not in the scope of his relationship. He doesn't know how to communicate with this little girl who is related to him by blood. He can't use his experience in picking up girls, can he?

"I like to eat anything, as long as it is delicious." Although Stephanie left her parents in a foreign country, she seemed to be in a relatively normal mood. The little girl Totti was worried about was crying secretly because of leaving her parents Nothing happened.

Totti nodded, and then thought about buying some delicious snacks for the little girl when she turned back and passed by the supermarket.Then he started looking for topics again, what would this little girl be interested in?

At this time, Stephanie took the lead in finding the topic: "Is that the poster of the Rome Masters?" She happened to see the portraits of the familiar tennis players on the posters on the street. As a senior tennis lover, she came immediately Spirit.

Totti looked over, then nodded: "Well, it's a poster for the promotion of the Rome Masters. Do you also like tennis?" Apart from football, Totti is also very interested in tennis, and he often goes to the Masters of.

Stephanie nodded again and again: "Well, I like it very much. I admire Graf the most, and I hope to become an excellent tennis player like her. Well, speaking of it, Graf and Baker, the two most outstanding tennis players in Germany, I have never conquered the Rome Masters. I will definitely conquer here in the future!" She is a tennis fan and pays close attention to various tennis events, including the Rome Masters. What makes her regret is that whether it is Graf Neither Becker has conquered the court here, and the best result is a runner-up of Becker.

"I look forward to being able to witness this moment on the spot one day." Although Totti now feels that this is a little girl's dream and may not be realized, he still feels that this girl has a good momentum, very much like a child of their family.

"Well, I will definitely leave you the best tickets at that time." Stephanie said proudly, puffing up her small chest, and then she said: "At that time, I will also leave tickets for Mesut and Uncle Thomas , They are all playing football, you must be able to chat very well when you sit together."

After thinking for a while, Stephanie added: "Uncle Thomas is my father's cousin, and he is now a Bayern youth player. He said that sooner or later he will enter the Bayern first team. Mesut is mine. My friend, he has also entered the youth training camp of the Red and White Essen."

Two youth training players, even if one of them is Bayern's youth training, is just a small role for Totti, who already has the title of Prince of Rome at this time, because the youth training players, even the youth training of the giants, can finally go There are also a small number of career paths.But he still said out of comfort to his cousin's self-esteem: "I look forward to meeting them on the court."

Stephanie is a likable girl, and she is not the kind of girl who comes here for some purpose to be her own star. Totti communicated with her very happily, and gradually there was no barrier.

"It's getting late today. I know a good restaurant. I'll take you to dinner tomorrow." Totti planned to invite his cousin who came to Italy for the first time to have a big meal.

Stephanie nodded again and again: "Okay, I also want to try authentic Italian food. By the way, I will make you dinner later. I learned how to make pasta from my mother." She ignored herself intuitively The culinary skills that are getting worse and worse, the little girl thinks, she has been secretly practicing recently, and her cooking skills will improve a lot, at least the last time my cousin ate the sausage she made, it didn't do much.

Totti remembered that he often ate meals cooked by his aunt when he was a child. Seeing how active his cousin was, he thought that the little cousin must have learned the essence of his aunt's cooking skills. "Okay, I'm a big fan of pasta."

The two brothers and sisters bought some ingredients in the supermarket on the roadside and returned home. Totti trained during the day and went to pick up the plane at night. He was a little tired after tossing around.He went to take a shower first, and called his teammates by the way. There will be another Rome derby in a few days. He must cheer up his teammates and never let the guys from Lazio take advantage of it.

Stephanie found the kitchen under Totti's guidance, and the little girl immediately rolled up her sleeves and started cooking.

She makes pasta, and besides cooking the pasta, she makes the sauce.

"Tomato, soy sauce, um, some lemon, by the way, is this vinegar?" Stephanie rummaged through various seasonings, talking to herself, and adding them into the pot one by one.

When Totti finished his work, Stephanie brought out the pasta with a smile. "Try it, Brother Fran." She looked at Totti expectantly.

Being looked at by a cute little girl with such eyes, Totti was also a little smug, and looked very proud, after all, such a cute little girl was his cousin.

He glanced at the plate of spaghetti, which had a nice-looking sauce on it.After smelling it, it seemed a bit too sour, but Totti felt that there should be no problem. It should be good for a little girl to do this.

But when Totti took a bite, his expression completely changed, and a handsome guy immediately shifted his facial features and wrinkled together.It seems so sour!

"Isn't it delicious?" Stephanie's expression became a little embarrassed. Her mother told her never to go into the kitchen. Could it be that she messed up again this time?

Seeing the little cousin's expression, Totti's machismo erupted, and he stuffed two more bites into his mouth: "It's delicious, it's delicious...it seems a bit too sour." He originally planned to bear it I just finished eating it, but I couldn't eat it anymore because of the weird sour taste in the noodle sauce after two bites.

Stephanie's head drooped: "Don't eat it, I know I screwed up again." She knew that her cooking skills had improved and that was her illusion, and it was all due to the person who ate her food but It's okay uncle!

Thomas, who was far away in Germany, sneezed, and then went on to chat with his teammates on the phone.

Seeing Stephanie's deeply shocked look, Totti quickly comforted her: "Probably yours is the German way, well, it's not the same as our Italian way, that's good, I'll show you Look." He walked into the kitchen and made another pasta with the leftover ingredients from Stephanie, um, a normal pasta.

After eating the pasta made by Totti herself, Stephanie stared at the stars: "Brother Fran, you are so good!" After finishing speaking, she became a little depressed again, "Brother Fran, you cook better than me, The same is true of that idiot Mesut, every time we have a home economics class, we are done in groups of two, and the teacher even praised him for the delicious cooking."

Seeing the displeased look of the lively little cousin, Totti stretched out her big hand and stroked Stephanie's little head twice, um, it feels really good, her soft hair. "Little fool, it's because you Franco is a native Italian, the pasta I make is so good. Of course, because of your handsomeness, there will be bonuses for this side." He was proud He laughed, and by the way, he gave Stephanie a wink as usual, but after he finished the wink, he realized that the ones in front of him were his cousins, not the girls who came running just by hooking his fingers .

But Stephanie was very useful. She looked at Totti, who only wore a single shirt at home, with a full figure, a low chest, showing strong chest muscles, and constantly exuding hormones. Out of emotion: "Brother Fran, there must be many people who like you."

"That's natural, because I'm Totti, Roma's Totti!" Totti said proudly, he hopes to become the best player in Rome and even the whole of Italy.

The two siblings chatted and laughed, quickly finished their meal and planned to go to rest, but something happened at this time.

Totti suddenly changed his face, and then rushed into the bathroom with the speed of sprinting on the court.

Stephanie looked over worriedly, but soon heard the sound of flushing from the bathroom, but Totti didn't come out from there, followed by the sound of flushing several times.

Stephanie walked to the door of the bathroom worriedly: "Brother Fran, are you okay?" She knocked on the door and shouted loudly.

"No...it's okay..." The bathroom door opened after a while, and Totti leaned against the door weakly. The man who was exuding hormones had turned into a weak and sick beauty.And just after he finished speaking, his face changed again, and he immediately closed the door, and then there was another sound of flushing water.

This situation is familiar to Stephanie, it seems that Mesut has been staying in the bathroom after eating the food she cooked in the past.Could it be?

Stephanie became more worried about Totti, and when he finally emerged slowly from the bathroom, she offered to take Totti to the hospital.

Totti is a professional player. He knew that he had to seek medical treatment for the current situation, so he could only nod weakly in agreement.

There are only two people in this family. Totti is the patient who is going to be sent to the hospital. He must not be able to drive. Stephanie is not yet an adult and cannot drive at all. The two of them cannot go to the hospital by themselves.

Totti rejected Stephanie's suggestion to call an ambulance, and as the current Prince of Rome, he refused to go to the hospital in such a humiliating way.

Especially now that the media is so pervasive, once he called an ambulance, and before he was out of the hospital, people all over the country would know that he was in the hospital because of gastrointestinal problems.Those guys would die laughing like that. Thinking of his unscrupulous national team teammates, Totti was even more determined to hide this matter.

"Then what should I do? You have to see a doctor now." Stephanie looked at Totti, who had no strength to sit and was lying on the sofa, and was about to cry.

"Call... take my mobile phone and find my friend... let him take me to the hospital." Totti said intermittently in a weak voice.

"Okay." Stephanie immediately ran to find Totti's cell phone, but didn't hear what Totti called after her.

After finding Totti's cell phone, Stephanie frantically searched through the address book. The ones marked with "Mom" and "Old Man" should be her uncle and aunt. them.There are also those marked with "coach" and "teaching assistant" below, and it is estimated that they cannot be found.

A name behind these several contacts attracted Stephanie: "Sandro, pig head? What kind of note is this?"

Stephanie thought about it, this should be her cousin's best friend, just like she likes to label Mesut's name as the big-eyed monster.Then let him!

Stephanie dialed the phone number of the person Totti marked as a pig's head, and the phone was picked up quickly, and then a male voice sounded very nice: "Hey, Fran, why did you give me a call?" Call?" The voice of the other party was full of jokes, and he thought to himself that the Rome Derby was coming soon, so this guy called him again for the afternoon.

Unexpectedly, a girl's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Are you a friend of Brother Franco? Can I ask you for help?"