Lu Ling was in the office talking to the strength and conditioning coach Carl about the physical problems of several players in the team, and when the phone rang, she didn't expect it to be Tony at all.

She laughed and said, "Hey, Tony, I'm ......"

"Christine, it looks like you don't know yet! There's a picture. Someone broke into your office and took a picture!"

Her face changed when she heard this.

Karl saw that the head coach's expression was a little puzzled, and raised his eyebrows, which meant to ask. But she obviously didn't have the time or mind to care about him, and continued to ask sternly, "What's the matter?"

Tony said, "Look at the damn QueensParkRomance account." I'll take this matter seriously, don't worry. ”

Lu Ling originally wanted to ask little Lawrence about his shareholding, but she suddenly lost her mood. Hanging up the phone, she hurriedly went to find the photo that Tony said.

Soon, she saw the damn picture. Carl saw it too.

In fact, Carl was a little surprised when he walked into the office. Two handfuls of roses, one thrown into the trash and one on the desk. Needless to say, the handful on the desk should have been given by the Everton manager, but it was thrown into the trash......

It seems that there is a mysterious suitor. Karl also pondered at the time that maybe he was a pretty boy who had a close relationship with the head coach. Of course, he's here to talk about work. I don't ask about people's private lives. That would be neither polite nor professional.

And now, someone has snuck into the office of the head coach of the Queens Park Rangers and taken the picture.

It's no longer a question of who gave the roses, but a safety hazard for the club.

Lu Ling's good mood was swept away. She had to find out about it, and it was clear. This time it's just gossip, but next time, what if an important article is read!? What if her pre-game starter was announced in advance?!

She immediately ended the conversation with Carl. Then I immediately called Tony.

Tony said he had asked Harrington's head of security that no unidentified outsiders had entered this morning, and if that was the case after a thorough investigation, it would only prove one thing, and that it was an insider's doing.

Lu Ling jumped like thunder at this end. For the first time, Malaysians find it scary for Kristen Luke to really get angry. He reassured her and told her that someone was already investigating, and the results of the investigation should come out soon. It's not a hard thing to find out, after all.

Lu Linggang put down the phone, and the knock on the door rang twice. She closed the door just now when Carl left, and she calmed down before saying please come in.

Patrick walked in. He glanced at the flowers in the trash can and then at the table.

"Do you know what's going on?" Lu Ling took a deep breath, still angry in his heart.

Patrick nodded, the expression on his face not very good.

"It's unbelievable, it's so easy for a club's manager's office to let people in, I'd love to know what the hell our security guards are doing!?"

"You don't know how big a tantrum I just had!" Lu Ling said, tugging at the corners of his mouth, "However, Tony said that the results of the investigation will come out soon. I guess he didn't expect me to be able to say so many F-words in one sentence. ”

"It's scary when you're angry. Patrick said as he walked over to her.

Lu Ling tilted his head, "I'm not going to deny this." ”

The boy's face softened a lot, and then he smiled, "But it's also sexy." ”

"It's time for lunch. She tried to say something else.

Patrick leaned over and asked in her ear with a slight smile, "You threw the handful he gave me away, ready to put it down?"

Lu Ling turned his face in surprise, "Did you say Nick? No, the handful in the trash can was given by the damn Lawrence, and the ...... on the table"

"It's me. Patrick interrupted her, and the smile immediately faded. He could already see why she had been so happy all morning. Because she thought the flower was given by her ex-boyfriend. Instead of what he thought she was ready to put down.

Lu Ling was stunned there, two handfuls of roses, the one thrown away was Nathan Neal's, and the one on the table was from Pat. It has nothing to do with Nick. She had fun all morning......

"But, I don't know, there's no signature, and there's no card. She stared at the bouquet of roses, which were blooming brightly, and each petal was still so delicate.

"If you knew it was me, I'd throw it in the trash, wouldn't I?" he turned her chair around so that it was facing him.

"No, I won't. But you shouldn't. Pat. Lu Ling lowered his eyes, and his speech was a little weak.

Seeing her like this, the corners of Patrick's mouth moved slightly, and he bent down, cupped her face, and asked softly, "Tina...... Did he hurt you?"

"No, it's complicated......" Lu Ling said and pushed Patrick's hand away, "I don't want to talk about this." ”

"It's been more than a month and I'm trying not to mention it. But I'm worried about you. He stood up and stared into her eyes and said earnestly. Seeing that she didn't speak, he asked with difficulty, "Is it really so hard for you to forget him?"

Lu Ling looked into Patrick's eyes, she couldn't tell him the truth. So she smiled slightly: "I need some time." I don't really want to talk about this. I'm hungry and I'm going to go to the restaurant, do you want to come along?"

Patrick continued to stare at her for a few seconds, "Of course. But I'll have to give Nate's bastard a call first. ”

****

Five hours of time difference. It's still morning on Nathan Neal's side.

When he received Patrick's call, he was in a rather happy mood, hooking the corners of his mouth to simulate a pretty boy's accent and saying, "Good afternoon, man." ”

"Nate, what the are you doing?" but Patrick's voice on the phone sounded rather unfriendly.

Nathan Neal adjusted the position of his body and continued to smile and said, "It seems that you already know. Oh, it's February 14th, the most romantic day of the year, can't you send a flower to a pretty girl?"

"No, I can't. The boy said forcefully on the phone.

"Please, Patrick, you're not her boyfriend. You don't have the right to care. Besides, wasn't the flower thrown in the trash by her? "Nathan Nill just saw that picture before. Actually, he wasn't heartbroken, he laughed for a long time.

"Nate, you hear me clearly, I'm not joking with you, and if you do it again, I promise I'll punch you in the face the next time I see you. ”

"Like the Spaniard did to you?" Nathan Niel gasped and exhaled softly, "Oh-"

"That's right. Patrick continued, "She's mine. Nate, you'd better figure this out. ”

Nathan Neal laughed, "She's yours, I don't think she'll say yes." Well, well, while conquering Christine is a lot of fun, I seem to want to be friends with you more. I'm not going to do anything out of place again, I'm serious, I promise. ”

“Good.” Patrick's tone was much softer.

"As a friend, though, I have to remind you that she has a boyfriend. I'm so worried, maybe next time I see you, your face ......"

“Enjoyyour**ingblowjob.” The pretty boy interrupted him.

"Hey, how do you know-" Nathan Niel didn't finish his sentence before the other end hung up. He looked at the girl buried under his waist and put down his phone. An angry face suddenly appeared in his mind, oh no, no, Patrick who just promised. However, this face made him extremely excited.

Damn it.

****

In the afternoon, social networks were also discussing the matter. Because it's a bit of weird news. The focus is no longer just on the gossip between the QPR manager and the Everton manager, but on the protection of the QPR club's training base.

QPR fans are very worried about this, and this kind of gossip is just to let everyone know that Nick Flores sent a bouquet of flowers on Valentine's Day, and another suitor did the same - Kristen Lu is an attractive woman anyway, even Nick himself may not take it to heart.

But what if it's something that is directly related to the team's financial interests and the competitive level!?

After causing an uproar, QueensParkRomance hurriedly posted another one:

[This photo was sent to me by an anonymous person, and everyone can see it in my mailbox, and I always receive this kind of thing.] 】

The implication is that he is innocent. The QPR club is looking for trouble to find the "inner ghost".

Around the end of the evening, QPR's official Twitter responded to the incident:

[It was a janitor's doing, he just thought it was funny, and it was clear that he didn't know what kind of trouble it would cause.] There are no problems with the safety of the training base and **. The cleaning staff has been dismissed. Our employees will be more professional in the future. 】

Naturally, it attracted countless ridicules.

And this investigation result made Lu Ling feel that there was nowhere to get angry.

She looked at the roses on her desk for a moment, then lowered her head and returned to work.

This Valentine's Day will soon pass, she thought. It's just a stupid festival for merchants to cheat consumers out of their money.

****

On February 17th, Patrick Amber celebrated his twentieth birthday.

Throughout the day's training sessions, Lu Ling heard the players talking about going to Patte's birthday pie in the evening. It was cloudy, and her attention was all on training. The day after tomorrow is the fifth round of the FA Cup. They will face Leicester City, who are one place below them in the league. If this one advances, it will be the quarter-finals of the FA Cup.

She hoped the atmosphere would have been a little more tense, but the players' minds seemed to fly to Pat's nightly pie.

"It doesn't matter who it's today, I'll focus on training!" she yelled.

All the players were taken aback. A few people said "sorry boss", and more looked at each other and then looked at the pretty boy. Patrick didn't react when he heard this, he smiled and muttered "AyeayeCaptain".

Lu Ling couldn't help but laugh when he heard it, but his face quickly turned stern again.

Since she took over QPR, she has placed a strong emphasis on group cooperation. In La Masia, in A.T. Kearney, the coaches will emphasise that the distance between the players is 10 to 15 metres, and you have to have a spot within 15 metres. This is the foundation of Pep Guardiola and Arsene Wenger's style of play.

But she doesn't play complete pass-and-control football, nor does she emphasize absolute ball control. With the characteristics of the current players in the team, she emphasizes more on the basis of solid defense, to have absolute speed and impact.

Even so, she still values the quality of her team's passing and passing. This is to avoid unnecessary loss of possession as much as possible. It is also to get better control zhì, which is not only an ineffective possession of the ball, but also paves the way for offense.

Although Pat's position is now more of a midfielder, he often switches positions with the striker and two wingers, and he is more of a libero up front. For the vast majority of the game, she gave him a lot of freedom. In a sense, the boy, who will turn 20 today, has become the coach of QPR on the field.

The last hour of the training session ended in a tense atmosphere.

Lu Ling clapped his hands and finally smiled: "Very good." I hope you enjoyed tonight. Oh yes, don't overdo it, in fact, I'd say it's better not to drink. There will be a competition the day after tomorrow. Don't blame me for sending you to the reserve team if you're late for tomorrow's training session. She finished and looked at Patrick, "Happy birthday, Pat." Congratulations, you're finally not a teenager anymore. ”

The boy pursed his lips, as if he was careless, but there was a smile in his eyes.

The players applauded and coaxed.

When Lu Ling turned to talk to the coaching staff, she heard some players talking behind her about her birthday tomorrow, and they called "Happy Birthday Boss". She smiled back.

When she got back to the office, the phone rang, and it was Pat. She didn't pick it up right away, and Pat must have just arrived in the locker room. She sat down, and then pressed the answer button.

"Are you coming in the evening?" he asked.

"No, I'm busy. Also, if the boss is there, neither of you will have fun. Lu Ling opened the mailbox as he spoke.

"And when are you coming back in the evening?"

"I don't know yet. ”

"Don't be too late...... I'll be waiting for you at home. ”

"Wait for me, oh, you mean your gift......"

"No, I have something for you. But my gift?" he chuckled lightly on the phone, "Don't tell me I'm FIFA2017."

"What if I say yes?" Lu Ling also laughed.

"Oh Tina, you've been getting more and more perfunctory in the past few years. ”

"Joke. She said and changed her hand, "It's something else, I'll give it to you in the evening." I hung up first. ”

"Good. Don't be too late. ”

Lu Ling hung up the phone, she opened the drawer and took a look, not knowing if Pat would like it. When I was picking up a gift for Nick two months ago, I bought his one too. But compared to Nick's painstaking cufflinks, his gifts are much easier to choose.

After a while, her phone rang again.

****

Pretty Boy's Birthday Party At the Hilton Hotel, when QPR players showed up with their wives or girlfriends, there were reporters who had already been crouched down to take pictures. Interestingly, Patrick himself was almost the only one who had his birthday.

Before ten o'clock, the pie was over. The QPR players walked out of the hotel and looked in a pretty good mood.

Patrick stuffed a bunch of big bags into the car, and he nodded his chin at his buddies and turned to get into the car. He called Tina, but no one answered, he called another one, but no one answered, so he left a message:

"Tina, I'll be home soon. Heard the message call me back. ”

It was raining lightly. The road is empty. Aston Martin weaved through the road at breakneck speed.

Patrick drove into his house, and then, he saw her.

She leaned against the wall, bottle in one hand. Seeing his car, she waved her hand and squinted as if she was smiling.

Patrick quickly stopped the car and got out of the car.

"Hey, pretty boy, happy birthday!"

Her voice was meandering, low, and deep. If another girl had spoken to him like that, he knew what it meant, and it couldn't have been more obvious. However, it was Tina's words, he was not sure.

He walked over and helped her, "You have the key, why don't you go in and wait?" He gave her the key to his house the first day he moved in. She never used it. This is the first time.

She didn't speak, and gently pushed him away. He took another sip of his bottle. After drinking she said, "Open the door, Pat." ”

Patrick opened the door, and she stumbled inside. She seemed a little drunk and seemed to be fine. Patrick didn't know.

She put the bottle on the table, then walked to the couch, and lay down as soon as she got closer.

He walked over to her. She suddenly reached into the pocket of her down jacket and threw something over. He hurriedly grabbed it.

A small red box, he opened and looked at it, and there was a men's bracelet inside. A reddish-brown rope with three small pendants on it, a golden, golden pendant with small diamonds on it. It's beautiful. He smiled. It's just that he doesn't have the habit of carrying such things.

"Do you like it?" she asked, taking off her down jacket. Only a plaid shirt with a camel color was worn inside. She sat crookedly, revealing a bit of her navel.

"Like. Patrick looked away, he walked up to her, and said with some sternness, "You look like a drunkard, Tina." ”

"So what. She snorted and sat up straighter.

"You've been fine in the afternoon, what's going on?" he asked, crouching down in front of her, looking at her blushing face.

"It's my last day at twenty-seven, can't I have some wine?" she said, still in the same voice and rhythm. The eyes twinkled, the eyelashes fluttered, and the black eyes were full of temptation.

Patrick reached out and touched her face, but she didn't dodge it, letting him touch it.

He looked at her, abruptly withdrew his hand, and stood up.

"I have something for you. He said.

"Where's Zoe?" she asked behind him.

"Went to pet school. I won't be back in a few days. He said and went upstairs.

Lu Ling stood up.

Actually, she wasn't drunk, she just pretended to be drunk. She drank only half a bottle of red wine.

But she really didn't know what she wanted to do. She glanced to her left and headed for the pool.

She stood by the pool.

Blue blue. Like Pat's eyes.

It's so blue, she thought, why is it blue?

The surface of the water reflects the light. Clear.

Images flashed through her mind, and before she knew it, she jumped in.

Patrick went downstairs with his things when he heard the sound of water, startled and ran to the pool.

"Tina!"

He watched her sink to the bottom of the water, motionless, he threw what was in his hand and hurriedly jumped down.

The water is somewhat cold.

He swam towards her, she can swim, swim well, what the hell the hell is she trying to do?!

He hugged her body, but she didn't move at all in his arms.

He lifted her up.

She closed her eyes as if she had passed out. He held her back and slapped her face again and again, shouting, "Tina, wake up, wake up......" Patrick's face turned pale, and most of his body was soaked in water, still feeling cold sweat.

But she opened her eyes suddenly, and with a hint of cunning and charm, she laughed wildly. The body rose and fell a few times with the water.

He grabbed her hand and yelled at her with anger, "Are you crazy?"

She stopped laughing, her eyes wandered, she looked very innocent, and shook her head slightly, "What's wrong? ”

Patrick was even angrier at hearing her say this, but he didn't know what to do when he looked at her watery face and seductive eyes. The heartbeat and breathing are no longer controlled by oneself. He flicked her wet hair behind his ear.

Suddenly, she came closer, the tip of her nose almost touching, her lips close to his. The hand was also placed on his neck.