The years I played football at Real Madrid

JM diary: "I feel that Cyril is acting weird today. He wanted to say something to me, but he hesitated to say it. His trance-like appearance really makes people feel uneasy. Today is playing against Barcelona Big day, I don't want this kid to delay the game because of some other things.

I found him, 'You are a professional player, professional, you should know the principle of the first game, right? '

He said: 'There are definitely some things...forget it, I know to play well. '

Now that he knows, I don't have to repeat it.

I patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "You are the newest Mr. Golden Ball. You are the best football player in the world. In this game, you have to show some skills to the Barcelona boys on the opposite side." look.Not only Barcelona, ​​but the whole world is waiting to see the latest best player in the world - your outstanding performance. '

I guessed that he was probably a little nervous, so I reassured him. 'If you don't kick well, I'll break your leg. '

As a result, Cyril looked even more tense as if he had been reminded suddenly.

Hey, it's still too young. "

What happened to Allen that day was that he was too tired after playing football and fell asleep, and he had the talent to travel to another world as soon as he fell asleep, so...

Cyril sat naked on his lap, not only shaking his waist, but also bent down and kissed his neck very sensationally.The posture of the two of them was too intimate, and Allen, who had never had any experience in this area, gasped immediately, "Don't."

It was the same embarrassing situation last time.Allen was a little speechless, why was he almost on the bed every time he came to meet Cyril?Have they nothing to do all day?Sleep in bed every day?

Cyril didn't seem to react, he licked and bit the part of Alan's neck, Alan blushed so much that he was about to bleed, he stretched out his hands to push, but Cyril grabbed him and pressed him hard on both sides of his head.

Cyril kissed his neck, and then slowly kissed his collarbone. He seemed to like that bone very much, and it took him a long time to turn to his chest.

This kind of small game is too exciting for Allen.

But Allen didn't know what he was thinking, blushing, hesitantly pressed under him, and didn't say anything.

The two points on the chest were deliberately bypassed by Cyril, but slowly kissed from the sternum to the lower abdomen bit by bit, and when he was about to kiss down, Alan still couldn't help it.

"It's me, Cyril, don't do it." Allen said shyly, "You put me up first."

Cyril, who was already on top, didn't care about these things at all. He kissed the soft flesh on his stomach, touched his waist, and said nonsense: "Anyway, it's you. There is no difference between 16 and 36 years old. At most, it is you It's a bit technical, and I don't mind."

The place where Cyril touched and kissed was hot, and Allen wanted to turn sideways to block the excited part of himself, "Stop it. I don't want to do this, I'm not like James, he's your boyfriend .”

Cyril touched his bottom with a smile, kissed his mouth and blocked his mouth, and said vaguely: "We haven't done it for a long time since the start of the season. One time is not enough. We have just tasted the sweetness. I promise, we will do it again Once, I will definitely play football tomorrow."

"Are you going to play football tomorrow?" Allen said with restraint, "Go to bed early."

Cyril rubbed against him, and said coquettishly, "No, no, I'm already like this, I can't sleep. You... can't sleep either, right?"

Allen blushed and trembled a little. He wanted to refuse, but he couldn't. Cyril had already aroused all the desires of James' body. He turned his face sideways and tried his best to endure.

Cyril leaned over to kiss him, Alan buried his face in the pillow, and Cyril grabbed his chin and forced him to kiss him.In a daze, Allen felt Cyril's tongue protruding in. The tongue was very slippery and soft, a little warm and warm. It didn't have the unpleasant smell of saliva as imagined, but a special lingering and gentle breath.Although...Although it feels good, but Cyril belongs to James, what is going on with him now?

He stared wide-eyed, wanting to retreat but there was no way to retreat, he could only look around and look at Cyril in horror.

"The look in your eyes makes me feel like a hooligan." Cyril thought thoughtfully, "Have you never kissed anyone since you were 16?"

"No, but..."

Cyril showed a wicked smile, "Okay, today I will open the door to a new world for you."

Allen looked at him blankly, his face was burning.

The stars produced by Real Madrid are not low in appearance. Cyril has black eyes and black curly hair that Allen likes the most. He also has a little curly hair on his forehead. He looks very cute, with handsome features and a slender and powerful body. It can be called very handsome.To be honest, Cyril should be more handsome than Ronaldo.

Especially when he looks at you and smiles, it really makes people feel a little crisp.

It would have been nice if his movements weren't so fucked up.Cyril took his hand and poked it down. Alan was also a boy, so of course he knew what was going on, so he quickly pulled his hand.Cyril's strength is not as strong as his, and once he seriously wants to do something, Cyril has nothing to do with him.

"No way," Allen said.

"I know you don't like me now and don't want to have sex with me, but you should be fair, you are using James' body now, right? If I want it, you have to give it to me." Cyril said, "You can I don’t know how long I’ve been holding back, but James is crazy enough to make me lie down on the bed and then he turns around and runs away, I finally have a chance today, you have to satisfy me.”

"But I won't."

"It's okay, I'll teach you."

Allen shook his head. At this time, his mind became more and more clear. Although he used James' body, he couldn't take advantage of this time to have anything to do with Cyril. This is something I'm sorry for James.

Cyril hugged him.Cyril's embrace was particularly warm and comfortable, like the warm sun in a cold winter day, so Alan was reluctant to push him away.Allen lowered his head, "I have to confess something to you."

Cyril said: "At the age of 16, do you have someone you like? What is that Cristiano?"

"No, it's not," Allen said. "I just... adore him. And it doesn't matter who I like, because nobody likes me. Nobody ever likes me."

Cyril felt sour. He imagined how weak and helpless 16-year-old James was. He had no friends, no family, no lover, and was alone. That's why he created the slightly indifferent and suspicious James.

He fully understands James' tragic past [-]%, so even if James wants the letter now, he will bear the pain and agree, as long as it can make James happy.

He hugged Alan and kissed the corner of his mouth, "Is it because of your looks? I don't think it's okay. They don't like you. Those are superficial people. I'm different from others. I think you It’s pretty, and it’s you who I like.”

Even James can say that he is "good-looking", and Cyril is really blind because of love.If Alan hadn't seen James' face last time, he would have been deceived by his sincerity.

"You like me?" Allen looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"I like it." Cyril said, "Especially when you play football, you are calm and domineering, and make the whole court surrender to you. Wow, you are so handsome that it makes me hard."

Allen shook his head and laughed, and Cyril also smiled and said, "You will be like this in the future, James is you, you are James."

Allen lowered his head again, clasped his fingers, and said weakly: "I want to confess something to you. You may find it strange to hear it. You may think it is a supernatural event, but it is not, although I also do it. I don't know what's going on, but I assure you, I have absolutely no evil intentions."

Cyril looked at the little expression on his face that James would never show no matter whether he was 16 or 36 years old, and he had an ominous premonition in his heart. He laughed dryly and jumped to the bathroom. "I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it, oh, my stomach hurts, I might be pregnant, let's go first."

"I'm not James." Allen said, "I'm from another world. I just... James also suddenly came to my world and lived on me. He taught me to be an excellent player. That's why I'm so familiar with James. I don't know if it's the reason why I came here in this world."

"So..." Cyril's expression collapsed.

Allen told him seriously, "Actually, your actions just now are not considered cheating in marriage. After all, what I have on me is indeed James' body."

"Wait, did you say... the word 'cheating'?" Cyril bit his fingernails, leaning his back against the wall, wishing he could be a hundred thousand meters away from Allen. In the blink of an eye, there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. After a while, Cyril clasped his hands in prayer. "Your information is out of sync, right? When you were here, James was actually asleep. He didn't know what was going on, right?"

"Yes, but I still advise you to confess this matter to James. He is very smart and will definitely find out. This is all my fault. I was obsessed with ghosts, lied to you, and did those things with you. I I'm also sorry for James." Allen said, "James is like an older brother to me, he is always good to me, knows that I like Cristiano, he always encourages me, and he also helped me play games and score goals. Pass the ball..."

Cyril interrupted him, "You must not reveal anything to James about this matter. Let's just pretend that nothing happened, you know?"

"But surely he will know."

"...I'll tell him little by little, don't have such a big impact, you know?" Cyril looked at Alan with a headache. At this time, Alan was no longer the 16-year-old baby he loved.How could the incomparably intimate relationship of soul link be unique to Allen and James?It is obvious that he and James really love each other... Could it be that James actually likes Allen?No!

But all kinds of clues made Cyril begin to suspect that Alan was actually his rival in love.

"I'm going to write to him and tell him."

Cyril immediately shook his head and said, "Don't, don't say it! I beg you, okay? James may have nothing to do with you, but he will definitely beat me to death! The kind of beating to death! You don't want to kill anyone yes, right?"

Allen said: "How could James hit you? Although he has a bad mouth, he is super nice and gentle. He is just pretending. I will tell him well, and he will definitely forgive us."

"Did you misunderstand tenderness?"

Allen glanced at him, "James is a very gentle person."

"Uh... I'm not saying he's not gentle. He's gentle in his heart, but he's definitely not gentle on the outside. If he finds out about this, you'd better pray that I can leave a dead body tomorrow. "

Cyril made a sign of the cross for his impending end.