The years I played football at Real Madrid

Alan opened his eyes and found himself lying on the bed like a bandit, very tired, and he didn't know why.And Cyril brushed his sweaty hair, gasped, and lay down beside him.

Cyril's hands pinched back and forth on his soft belly.

For a while, Allen couldn't figure out whether it was the beginning of them or the end. "Cyril? It's me, Ellen."

Cyril glanced at him, not as surprised as before - as long as it is not the devil version of James, Cyril is not worried - he coughed, pulled up his collar, and brought a small blanket to Alan Cover it.

Allen smiled at him.

Cyril also smiled and said, "It appeared suddenly? Fortunately, it didn't appear on the way." Considering that Alan was only 16 years old, he added, "It's good to be like you today, remember to tell me when you come out One sound, do you hear me? lest I do something I shouldn't do to you. "

Allen didn't answer his words and changed the subject. "Did you tell James what happened last time? You said you would tell James slowly."

"No, he didn't notice, let's just pretend nothing happened."

Allen said: "Your James is so stupid. My James can detect it in minutes. I suspect he has installed monitors around me, and he can see everything that happens to me. "

"Your James?" Cyril didn't understand, but it didn't prevent him from being dissatisfied with another personality of James. "Of course he can find out."

Allen didn't go on, he didn't think he needed to tell Cyril that much. "Then...are we sleeping now? Or something?"

Cyril gave him a blank look, "I'm going to wash it, you can wash it later."

"Shall I take a bath?" Ellen said. "We can do it together. I'll go to bed after that. I'm so tired now."

Cyril smiled cryptically because of his "tired", but still rejected Alan righteously. "No, wash them separately. I'll wash them first."

"Why did you wash first?"

Cyril looked at him speechlessly, and realized that he really didn't know, and shook his head, "Because I'm good-looking, James always asks me to wash first—you're using James' body now, so you Let me go too."

"But I'm also pretty." Allen said seriously.

"Again, you are using my James body now, do you hear me? So you have to let me." Cyril said, getting off the bed slowly, there was a red spot on the back of his neck, and Fingerprints, I don't know where they hit.

Allen lifted the blanket, rolled over and climbed down, and was about to go to the bathroom. "You reminded me that I'm James now and you can't beat me."

"Hey! You're going too far." Cyril slammed the pillow over, Alan caught it and threw it back.

Cyril was very angry, and he couldn't argue with a child, so he just sat there and sulked.

Allen was almost at the door of the bathroom, and suddenly turned his head and smiled, "I'm lying to you, I'll go to the bathroom next door. You can use it, I won't fight with you."

Cyril looked at him.

Allen smiled, wearing James' shell, not very good-looking, but because of the soul, he was very comfortable and gentle.

Of course, it is impossible for such a large house to have only one bathroom, but the master bedroom is more convenient and more suitable for the owner's usage habits.Cyril has lived here for a long time, and there are a lot of his daily necessities in it. He has always used this room, and for a while, he forgot that there are other bathrooms.

Allen went to another bathroom to take a shower, and Cyril took a shower in twos and threes.

After waiting for a while, I didn't see Alan come back. I went out and saw that Alan was already sleeping on the sofa, and he seemed to be fast asleep. Next to him was a thin and thin boy with a thin quilt, and approached him tiptoely, gently Cover him.

Cyril asked in a low voice, "Is he asleep?"

Crybaby Louis nodded and walked over slowly, "Come out of the bathroom and lie here, and fell asleep soon."

Cyril looked at Alan's sleeping face, but didn't speak.

Louis glanced at him with some disapproval, and said: "There are not enough rooms at home. Since you came to squeeze a room with him, you should let him in. Why did you squeeze him out? He is the one here. Master."

Cyril replied: "I am willing. James himself is willing to let me."

"You can't just squeeze him out to sleep on the sofa just because he lets you in." Louis said, "He's willing to let you in because you're a stalker and you're full of lies and tricked him. When he knows you're a You are a bad guy, I will definitely drive you away and not let you in."

"Don't worry, you won't be able to wait until then." Cyril suddenly thought of what they had discussed before, and couldn't help but raise a smirk, "To be honest, I think you should leave here soon."

When their child is born, they will definitely live in this family. It will be inconvenient to have an outsider in the family at that time.

James is very secretive about their relationship, and he will definitely be more careful once he has a child who is raised by the two together.People like Louis, who are harmful to the security of the country, must not stay anymore.

"why?"

Cyril was triumphant, and opened his mouth. Thinking of James' usual secrecy about the relationship between the two, he still didn't say anything in the end. "Anyway, you're leaving anyway. There's going to be a new... person here."

Louis thought about it with a heavy face. Cyril was so sure, it didn't seem like a fake.Louis doesn't want to leave here. Although James has a bad mouth, he has a kind heart. Louis can feel a little bit of care from him, like a seed that will never leave once it meets the sun.

James has always favored and trusted Cyril, and Louis felt that Cyril should be responsible.But what can be done?James must have heard something from Cyril before he wanted to let him go.Louis has always been stubborn, but this time, he gave in and bowed his head to Cyril. "I have nowhere to go, and I still have to study hard with James... Don't drive me away, I won't make you angry, you can do whatever you say."

But he offended Cyril badly before, and Cyril refused: "You are from Barcelona."

"James doesn't even mind that I belong to Barcelona."

Cyril said: "He doesn't mind, but it doesn't mean others don't mind. You want to stay, unless you turn from Barcelona to Real Madrid."

Louis turned pale, lowered his head and clasped his hands, not speaking.

James taught him to maneuver a few days ago. He hasn't learned it after practicing for a long time. He is always close to the essence and not smooth enough.He wanted to see if James had time to teach him again today.

In fact, to be honest, James is not a very good teacher. He always teaches very casually. Sometimes when he thinks of it, he will teach Louis a little bit of tricks.

But...James is a nice guy.

James cared about him, bought him soft and comfortable underwear, gave him clean and white socks, and gave him a mouthwash cup with a little black cat in it. Louis brushed his teeth with him every day and always felt very happy.There is also James' milk and miscellaneous fish soup, which is super delicious.James will also hold parent-teacher meetings for him, the teacher scolds him and James supports him.

Louis once had a dream that he was James' son who was living away from home.After waking up, he was all smiles, and seriously thought about whether he might be James' son... It's not necessarily impossible, James is a superb player, and he can play football well, maybe it's hereditary, even if he grows up I don't look like her, or maybe I look a little like my mother.

He wanted so much to stay here.For this reason, he would not hesitate to bow his head to his old enemy Cyril.

But Cyril asked him to move to Real Madrid...how could that be, James gave him love and Barcelona saved his life.When Louis was in the most difficult time, it was Barcelona who assisted him and saved the life of his brother George, that is, saved his life.

"I can't transfer to Real Madrid." Louis said, "I can be very obedient, I do all the housework at home, and I won't make you angry anymore. Just let me stay."

Why stay?Are you specifically going to block him?Louis has a bad mouth and a scheming mind, but he still has very good acting skills. He gave him eye drops in front of James several times. Cyril endured him for a long time. Seeing that James loved him like a son, he reluctantly left him.But it is different now, James will soon have his own son, Louis is a fake, should he be kept to compete with his son?This is his own son with James!

"No," said Cyril.

Louie wiped away his tears, he loved to cry.

Cyril said: "It's useless to cry. If you don't want to transfer to Real Madrid, then you are an outsider, and you are still Barcelona and our enemy."

"Football competition, there is no hatred, only mutual encouragement." Louis said, "James told me that your opponent is never your enemy, they are just helping you move forward and climb."

Cyril pulled the corner of his mouth, "He lied to you, the whole La Liga, oh no, the whole football world is full of his enemies. If you go to any team and ask, there must be at least one person who will stand up and say that he is willing to kill James with his own hands. of."

"James just isn't very expressive."

Cyril said: "He is not good at expressing and has already made others angry like that. If he is better at expressing, someone should be mad at him to death."

Louis was not happy, "James is so good to you, but you speak ill of him."

Cyril shrugged indifferently, "You said it, James himself is willing to let me."

The luckiest thing in his life is probably that James agreed to his pursuit and the two came together, right?It's such a blessing to have James as a partner.It's just a little bad... James seems to be extraordinarily popular?

Cyril blinked, and counted silently on his list of rivals in love: Amos, Lambert, David, Redondo, Jim... (About 30 more were omitted) and then Arsenal Jr. Goalkeeper, Atletico Madrid next door, Allen, Cristiano, well, now we have to add another crybaby Louis.