Public Enemy [Soccer]

When I returned to Cristiano's house, Junior had already fallen asleep, and Ivan's idea of ​​playing with Junior for a while was completely lost.

But fortunately, Cristiano was very energetic, and even dragged him to talk all night.

The two of them always have a lot of topics to talk about, not to mention that they are often not around, the communication is not stopped, and the next day is expected to be late.

But the only surprise is...they were woken up by Junior.

Or rather, woke up.

The two of them didn't do anything at night, and it didn't matter if they habitually lay down and slept together after chatting all night.

Then, a certain little bean came to wake up the "service" in the morning.

When Junior jumped onto the bed, Cristiano let out a painful cry in his sleep.

Anyone who has a cat at home knows how painful it is for a cat to suddenly jump on the body. Although it is because of the small paws stepping on it, it is also because of the chubbyness.

Although Junior is a child, he still weighs a few dozen pounds. In addition, his father often takes him to exercise. The child is thin and thin, and when he falls, he is full of bones, which is painful.

Cristiano snatched the child into his arms in a daze, and rubbed his hair violently: "Good morning, kid, you can't wait to come and play with dad?"

Junior kept laughing while being rubbed, rolling around and making a fuss, and the fuss of the father and son finally woke up Ivan.

The Spaniard's messy fluffy head stuck out from under the quilt, and of course he also felt something jumped onto the bed, if it wasn't Vicky who was tethered outside and screaming joyously, it would naturally be Junior.

"Little Ivan, good morning!" Junior greeted with a smile while laying on Cristiano's chest.

Ivan also returned a lazy smile: "Morning, junior, the winter vacation is not over yet? How is your homework?"

Junior's smiling face immediately collapsed.

Their school also has winter and summer breaks...and of course homework.

Immediately Junior started rolling again: "Little Ivan, you hate it!"

Cristiano patted the child carefully: "Get down quickly, I will crush Dad to death."

Reluctantly, the child fell off Cristiano's body, but he didn't get out of the bed, but lay directly between the two of them, and stayed still: "Little Ivan, why don't you do your homework with me?" ? I'll train with you, deal?"

Ivan reached out and poked Junior on the forehead: "No."

"Why!" Junior didn't expect that Ivan, who usually wouldn't reject him, would say that he wouldn't make a deal, and immediately felt aggrieved.

Ivan held out his finger.

"First, I want to sleep late, but you didn't let me sleep."

"Second, a man must be responsible and responsible, not to mention such a major task as homework, which must be done independently!"

"Third, I hated doing homework the most when I was a child. After finally getting out of the sea of ​​suffering, do you think I will go back? It doesn't exist."

After counting these three points, Ivan withdrew his hand from the quilt and poured it into the pillow again: "I'll sleep a little longer..."

He really went to bed too late yesterday. Although his biological clock had already woken him up, it was absolutely wonderful to stay in bed, especially when the person he loved the most was lying next to him.

Junior was wilted, watching Ivan eagerly leaning towards his side, half lying on Ivan's body.

He doesn't often lie on Ivan's body, it's not that he doesn't want to, his father won't let him.

"Little Ivan, little Ivan~"

Ivan finally dug his head out of the quilt again and rubbed his messy hair.

I can't sleep well, and I've already woken up after such a fuss, so I probably won't be able to stay in this bed for a long time.

"I surrender... my dear, what on earth are you trying to do?"

Junior glanced at Cristiano quietly, and found that his father was not angry, and jumped up: "Actually, I want to play with you the most, can I?"

Ivan touched his head: "Okay, you go and clean up, we will gather at the dining table for breakfast in 10 minutes, is that okay?"

"Okay!" Junior jumped up happily, jumped off the bed to clean up and wash up, and finally there were only the two of them left.

Cristiano lifted the quilt and muttered: "You know how to pamper him, what if he gets spoiled... Also, he entered our room without knocking!"

Ivan obviously liked the name "our room" very much, and his brows and eyes stretched a lot: "Maybe our room was not closed last night?"

"Shut it up?" the Portuguese was worried, "I didn't drink while you were drinking...Speaking of which, do you have a headache?"

Ivan shook his head: "I'm fine, get up and be with Junior."

The two of them quickly cleaned up and got up to eat breakfast by themselves. Junior was not well yet, so the two of them sat at the table and read the newspaper first.

As soon as he opened the Aspen newspaper in hand, Cristiano immediately frowned: "The newspaper still saw us last night."

Ivan was not surprised at all, and even looked down at the section of the Marca newspaper in hand.

Marca's sports section is still dutifully reporting on the season. Ivan took a closer look and found that Real Madrid is currently leading in points, but Barcelona is clinging to their backs, and there is almost no possibility of letting go.

In contrast, Real Madrid's basketball team is much stronger than the football team, and its dominance is much stronger. It is not known how far behind Barcelona.

It's just that in Europe, basketball is not as popular as football, so there are not so many people paying attention.

Cristiano is still struggling with what was photographed last night: "It's a good thing we didn't do anything last night..."

"But it's useless, after all, I've stayed at your house." Ivan spread his hands, "No matter which media, as long as players who are good-looking and don't go to nightclubs and bars often, they will be regarded as gay, let alone us. It’s a kind of open and aboveboard living in the house.”

The Portuguese sighed deeply - he even had a rough idea of ​​what was going to happen at that time.

He was scolded bloody, and even hurt children, while a certain Spaniard was subconsciously ignored.

The Spanish media's preference for Spanish natives is no different from the Premier League media's preference for local accounts.

Ivan thought for a while and smiled: "But it's okay, we are not the first to be said that, Sergio, Torres, earlier Raul, Guti, Morientes, they all said this Most of them are said to be because they are good at football, good-looking, and popular, so you just take it as a different kind of compliment."

Cristiano: "..."

Can this be heard as a compliment? ! !