168 Chapter 168
"Christine. His voice was rustling and deep. His face was in the shadows and the light on the other, and his eyes were a little sluggish when he looked at her, but for a moment, he immediately took two steps forward, looked at her with a slight smile, and called her name again: "My dear Christine." β
Lu Ling's upper and lower lips moved, and he nodded his head, preparing to continue walking towards the castle.
"Do you have a minute?" he asked suddenly, behind him.
She paused, turned back, and asked, "What's the matter?" Nick. β
He whispered a few words to the girl beside him, the girl was in the backlight before, but now she moved a few steps forward, and Lu Ling finally saw her appearance clearly.
Blonde hair, light blue eyes, extremely young. Slightly taller than her, maybe a little over a meter seven. Good figure.
Lu Ling only glanced at it, and had forgotten her appearance. Probably pretty. She thought.
"This is Stacey. Nicholas casually introduced.
"Hi Christine, I know you, you're famous. Stacey looked innocent.
"Hi. Lu Ling smiled politely.
"I'll be looking for you in a moment, Stacey. Nicholas said.
Stacey said, "No problem," and said to Lu Ling as she walked past Lu Ling, "See you later, Christine." Nice to see you. β
Lu Ling nodded, "See you later, good night." β
After Stacey left, the two did not speak for a while. Lu Ling lowered his head, looked at the cigarette butts on the ground, and suddenly understood something.
She looked up and said, "I remember you rarely smoked. β
"Oh yes. Stacey wanted to smoke, so I came down with her, and was a little bored and lit one. He said.
Nicholas stared at the girl in front of him, perhaps a little yellowish light, her face was a little dull, and her eyes were not very energetic. Of course, it's still moving. It was a bit windy, and she was wearing only a short green skirt. He hadn't seen her wear this dress before, so it must have been new. He was about to ask her if she was cold, and then, his gaze fell on her side forehead.
He suddenly raised his arm and touched her forehead, "Is it so intense?hit the headboard?Does Patrick really know what he's doing?" he said in a strange tone, not like a joke, but not with any special ups and downs.
Lu Ling pushed his arm away, "It's not what you think." Just hit the window glass. She was a little impatient, "Nick, if nothing happens, I want to go back." β
"Okay, let's go. He looked at her quietly.
Lu Ling turned around, paused, couldn't help but turn around again, and said, "Don't you think you can be Stace's father at your age?"
"Didn't you want to say it a long time ago?" he laughed.
Lu Ling pursed his mouth, and before his brain could react, he had already asked, "How old is she?"
"Nineteen, twenty, I don't remember. Nicholas shook his head, "It should be about Patrick's size." β
She didn't answer. This is the second time he has mentioned the name of the pat tonight. She turned to walk again, when she heard his voice again.
"You see, we look at the players in a similar way, we look at the lovers in a similar way. We all love blond (blonde). When he finished speaking, he laughed, full of mockery, "Who doesn't love a young blond?"
Lu Ling turned his head and stared at him hard, if he wanted to see her angry, he was afraid that he would be disappointed.
She smiled hypocritically and said, "Aren't you going to ask about Xiang Yi's plans? Oh, by the way, maybe you don't know yet, he's going to stay in QPR." β
"I know. He called me yesterday to let me know. Nicholas was still smiling. But then, his brow moved, and he said slowly, "Actually, I have an idea...... If you're not in such a hurry, wouldn't you mind playing a game with me? If you win, I won't fight Mensa with you. β
"What game?" Lu Ling opened his eyes.
(quiz) One person comes out of one, and whoever can't answer it loses. β
Lu Ling thought for a moment, "Don't regret it, Nick." β
"I only regret one thing......" He looked at her, there was a moment of loneliness, he didn't finish, he didn't open his eyes, and returned to the topic: "Then, I'll come first." Ladies first is something that is definitely bull* for you. In the 2005 Champions League final, in Istanbul, what tactical adjustments did Benitez make to finally recover the three-goal deficit?
It's that simple?, she smiled and glanced at him.
'At half-time, Hamann replaced Finnan and switched to a back three, with Smitchell and Reeser as wing-backs, Alonso and Hamann at the back, and Steven Gerrard pushing forward. β
"I'm really impressed. He looked at her, and her eyes were full of brilliance.
She raised an eyebrow, "It's my turn, what's the difference between the back three that Van Gaal used at Ajax in 1995 and the back three that Cruyff used at Barcelona in 1992?"
After Lu Ling asked, he felt that it was not good, this was too simple for him.
But he looked at her and his smile became gentle.
"I don't remember. He said so.
"So you lost?" she couldn't believe it, how could he not remember it at all?
He nodded.
"You're not going to rob Mensa with me?"
He shook his head.
On such a quiet night, only the sound of the flag at the top of the castle could be heard dancing in the wind.
After being silent for a while, Lu Ling said softly, "You are never ready to grab Mensa from me, because Jose can't sell it to you at all, even if he sells it to Arsenal and Chelsea, I'm afraid he won't want to sell it to you." β
He smiled and nodded, "Good night, Christine." I just had a wonderful moment with you. β
She finally stopped him: "That morning in Manhattan...... That call you gave me......"
Nicholas lowered his head, "Just wanted to hear your voice, and then I knew if you were okay or not." He looked up into the distance and then at her, "If you don't mind, Stacey is waiting for me." He couldn't help but reach out and touch her lower lip, "We had a ...... You did hit the headboard, remember?"
She was caught off guard, but she dodged it immediately.
He didn't wait for her answer, and walked into the castle.
Lu Ling turned around, and Pat and they came back.
She thought, she should go back to her room and wait for him.
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Not long after Lu Ling entered the room, there was a knock on the door. She opened the door. Sure enough, Patrick was outside. He walked in, the smell of alcohol strong. The pace is also a little uncholy.
She glanced down the hallway, and there was no one. She closed the door and held him on, "Are you okay?"
He glanced at her, expressionless, "I'm fine." β
"Tell us about our starting eleven. β
Patrick looked at her, and after being surprised, the corners of his mouth loosened and he smiled.
"Goalkeeper Patrick Amber, left-back Patrick Amber, right-back Patrick Amber ......"
She stared at his grunting mouth and gagged "centre-back Patrick Amber" with a wet kiss.
After kissing for a while, he suddenly picked her up and threw her onto the bed.
Then he pressed it down.
"I was a little angry. He said, biting her lip.
"Because you see me and Nick at the door?"
"Because I saw him touch you. β
"You can see it from that far away?" Lu Ling asked in surprise.
"Is that the point?" he frowned.
"It doesn't seem to be. β
"He's annoying. Still frowning.
"He brought a female companion. Same type with you. β
βblondοΌβ
"Yes. β
"Blond is all the same, it's boring. Except for me. As if sobering up, he got up a little and began to unbutton his shirt.
Lu Ling looked at him amusedly and shouted, "Goalkeeper Patrick-Amber!"
"It doesn't matter where you are...... he took off his shirt and threw it on the ground, immediately flipping to the other side and quickly taking off his pants, "I'm going to score tonight." Hurry up and take off your clothes, baby, do you want me to take them off for you?"
She slowly took off her panties and set them aside, he stared at her motionlessly, she winked at him, unbuttoned her underwear again, and pulled it out of her skirt.
"Hat-trick?" he said as he reached into her skirt and kissed her.
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Patrick slept for only a few hours and woke up at eight o'clock. The girl in his arms was still sleeping, and he kissed her forehead and prepared to get up. She didn't open her eyes, hugged his waist, and muttered, "Where are you going?"
"[The kilt] is more troublesome. And I'm the best man, so there's a lot going on. β
Lu Ling opened his eyes and asked worriedly, "Do I need to get up now?" Or can I go to the living room below at 11 o'clock?"
"Just go down there at 11 o'clock. He looked at her, she looked tired, but she enjoyed it last night. He asked her again, "Are you hungry, I'll have someone bring you something to eat later?" β
"Downton Abbey?" she was a little incredulous.
"What do you mean? My mom and dad and Anna love to watch that, and you've seen it too?"
"I looked at it twice when I changed the channel. There is always a married woman sitting in bed eating breakfast at a time. β
"Must be married?"
Lu Ling came out of his arms and lay down on the other side, "Usually. If you are not married, breakfast is social, and you can go to bed for breakfast if you marry yourself. It seems that marriage is not useless. β
"I'll tell the person who brought the food that you were Mrs. Amber. Patrick smug himself out of bed as he said this.
Lu Ling propped his head and didn't smile, "I don't know whether to ridicule you think I'll get married or whether I think I'll be good with my husband's surname, I really don't know." β
Patrick put on his pants and bent down to kiss her, "You can think about this later." Baby, now a quick answer to my question, are you hungry?"
"Nope. Lu Ling lay down again, "Maybe I'll sleep until ten o'clock." β
"Okay. Hope you sleep soundly. See you in that moment. He put on his shirt and buttoned it up.
"You're not going to wear panties today, are you?" she asked him, biting her lower lip. Traditionally, no underwear is worn inside the kilt.
"Does that excite you?" he smiled, his voice low.
"It depends on whether you're excited or not. 166 Reading Network