Gonzalo is always hilarious in the dressing room. This Spanish kid's way of humor is different from British humor. British humor is always sarcastic and self-deprecating, with frequent use of puns and caustic, and Gonzalo's humor is always silly.

Gonzalo just did the stupid thing he just did: when he came out of the shower, in front of his locker, the bath towel fell off, and he picked up the bath towel with his bare ass. Behind him stood Thorin, who was also naked.

The Romanians, apparently disgusted, said a few words to get away, get away.

There was a lot of laughter in the locker room.

Gonzalo was embarrassed for a second at most, and the next he shouted, "Even if I was bent, even if I did it on purpose, I would have picked up soap in front of Pat or Ben, and I wouldn't look down on you!!"

Patrick had just put on his jeans, still shirtless, and he hadn't even had time to button them. Benjamin is probably in a similar situation. When they heard this, they were both agitated. The two looked at Gonzalo together.

Gonzalo smiled at Patrick and Benjamin, and quickly added, "Don't worry, I still like big boobs and big butts, even if it's filled with silicone." I just wanted to be angry with Thorin, like I was going to take a fancy to him. ”

Thorin rolled his eyes, "I can't fucking look down on you!!Your ass is always far away from me!!, even on the field. ”

Patrick laughed, shook his head and turned his face away, as did Benjamin. Neither of them looked at anyone.

Gonzalo was about to speak, but Phil slapped him on the back of the head, "You scared those two pretty boys." You know, it's too beautiful to be scared. Oh...... Probably except for the boss. ”

Phil apparently didn't think the word stupid was enough to describe the new left-back, so he called Gonzalo the king of stupid. Moreover, Phil brought up the incident again as if he was afraid that his teammates would forget that after the 9-0 game, the coach went into the door with Gonzalo only wearing a T-shirt and was naked.

Hans has a strange German humor - Phil says that Germans learn bad American humor by watching bad Hollywood movies. In short, Hans reminds Phil of the resemblance of his white briefs to diapers. "Diapers also laugh at others. ”

"If you wear white briefs, you'll be wearing diapers!" Phil argued.

"That's why I never wear it. Hans snorted, then added, "You didn't say I ran the BBC as soon as I got home. If I have a bad sense of humor, I'm bored by the BBC. I was quite an interesting person when I was in Germany. ”

"Then you should go back to Germany! I'm sure you're interesting in Germany." Phil threw the towel on the floor, didn't bother to wipe it off, and put on his white underwear. He put it on and said to himself, "Maybe I'll really have to think about changing my panty style." The white is not good, and the triangle is a little ......," he said, looking up smugly, "the disadvantage of being too big." You don't understand. ”

No one heeds Phil Beasley's self-aggrandizement. At the end of a season, a group of men don't know how many times they have to shower together or run into a urinal together, and whether Phil can make it to the top three is up for debate.

Louis and Ian were also talking, two married men – though the age difference was almost ten years.

Phil walked over wearing only white panties, "Captain, I bet you don't like this holiday. You'll have to send Alain away tonight or tomorrow, or you'll send her to my house......" He said, rolling his eyes, "No, I'll take her home too......"

"Forget it, I'm afraid that your diapers won't be enough, and Alan won't be able to rob you. Ian didn't look up.

David Luiz laughed. Marcelo laughed too, though he didn't know if he understood.

Phil wailed.

With a T-shirt in one hand and a phone in the other, Patrick wasn't in a hurry to put it on, he was texting her:

[I had two assists today, but you substituted me in the second half and I didn't score. Maybe you can get me to score tonight. x】

Patrick bowed his head and smiled. When he looked up, he saw Leon looking at him with a malicious smile. Patrick put down his phone and put on his T-shirt while laughing at Leon, "What the are you laughing at?"

Leon walked over to Patrick, still smiling. "Looks like someone is going to get lucky tonight...... A hat-trick?Considering you've only played 45 minutes today, you should be fine, right? Ahem, if there's a problem, Pat, you have to be careful that the boss leaves you at any time. "The voice of the Uruguayan is not loud or small, but the tone is frustrating.

Patrick gave Leon a straight elbow to the chest and said, "Fuck off!!"

Leon clutched his chest and shouted with an exaggerated smile. Of course, he knew that Pat wouldn't joke about his beloved girl. He's very polite, if it weren't for the manager, he would have been a joke a lot more excessive. Maybe Bruno is right, he's getting more and more fucking British......

There was a snap.

Patrick and Leon looked over together. Jacob twisted his head as well. Others are still in Valentine's Day jokes.

It was Benjamin who smashed the door to the locker. He didn't look at anyone, and walked out.

Leon glanced at Benjamin's back, shrugged innocently at Patrick, and said in a low voice, "I didn't mess with him this time, it was you who got involved with his queen." Or should I say, he covets your queen. ”

Patrick ignored Leon and just watched the figure walk out. Ben slammed the locker room door again as he went out. Several of his teammates were taken aback. It seems that although there are many people who know, there are also many people who do not know. And, Leon, this kid is pretty bad. Patrick snapped twice as he withdrew his gaze. Before Leon could take a look, Patrick picked it up. Without waiting for Leon to tease, he said fuck off to Leon again. Leon laughed and didn't leave. Patrick got on his feet, and the Uruguayan went back to his locker in Spanish muttering.

[You have three shots in 45 minutes, but you don't score. Hmm... What does this mean?

Patrick pursed his lips. Damn it. This girl knows how to make people angry.

[Kind reminder, don't mess with Patrick-Amber.] x】

****

Lu Ling came home late. She's been too busy in the last few days. Not only her, but the entire coaching staff.

Tomorrow the players will have a day off –

In fact, she didn't want to give a full day off. But she thought about it, two games a week, the players worked hard after all, and tomorrow is Valentine's Day. There's no way she's going to rule what one after midnight is like some trainers do, and even if she does, there are bound to be people who don't follow it. And it's ridiculous. As a manager, she should believe in the professionalism of her players most of the time. She wants them to have a wonderful Valentine's Day and just not get too crazy. Then come back on Monday and train well. On Tuesday they will fly to Munich. Wednesday night game.

There will be no holiday for the coaching staff tomorrow. Some tactical details against Bayern still need to be communicated and finalised. So, Monday and Tuesday training sessions may need to be adjusted accordingly......

She wondered about these and parked the car. The lights in the living room were on. She smiled, knowing he would.

Lu Ling was about to get out of the car when her mobile phone suddenly vibrate. She wondered, didn't he know she was back...... She picked it up and looked at it, a light smile on her face.

Ben texted her a few days ago to ask if she had opened the puzzle he sent, and she didn't reply every other day. In fact, Lu Ling felt that he knew that she would not open it, otherwise he would not have asked twice. Now, he's calling. She thought for a moment and answered it. But if he asks that question again, she'll just hang up.

"Did I disturb anything? If so, I'm sorry......"

Lu Ling heard Benjamin's voice. This voice is a bit mute, and of course it could be a signal problem. She interrupted him, "Ben, what's the matter?"

He paused and pronounced a name, "Robin Schauffer......"

Lu Ling pulled out the car keys, took the bag and mobile phone and opened the car door. She interrupted him again, "Ben, I'm off work. If you really want to talk to me about Bayern or this player, we can talk about it tomorrow. ”

Ben didn't respond. Lu Ling didn't know if he was going to hang up or what he was thinking, she wasn't going to wait, "So ......"

At the same moment, the voice on the other end of the phone rang. "You know I'm not a jerk, even though what I'm doing right now is pretty fucked, yes I know that. The voice was a little angry, and I didn't know who it was aimed at.

Lu Ling said lightly, "You can stop all this." She had already walked to the door. Wondering why the guy didn't open the door for himself. She half-clipped her phone and began to look for the keys. There was no sound on her phone for a long time.

She pulled out the key and heard him ask sadly and helplessly, "HOW?"

Lu Ling was stunned at the door of her house for a second, she didn't know how to answer this question for a while. The cold wind was pouring into her neck. It's February, and people will say spring is coming, but it's actually winter. She tried to make her voice warm and objective. "Benjamin ......"

"If you're going to talk to me, I want you to take off your mask. Obviously, you don't have it right now. He hesitated for a moment, then continued, "You probably don't want to hear that...... But I can't miss you. That's why I'm calling you. Fuck Robin Saffle. I still won't wish you a nice evening. ”

Then, the phone hung up.

Lu Ling took the phone away from her ear, she looked at the dimmed phone screen, and recalled the tone and words of Ben's speech...... He is no longer himself. Or is this the real Benjamin Hamilton? She thought of his question again, and she sighed and opened the door.

Zoe was the first and only one to welcome Lu Ling home.

Lu Ling put down his bag and took off his coat while poking inside. She finally knew why no one opened the door for her. Patrick-Amber fell asleep on the couch in her living room, seemingly holding the handle in her hands.

She quietly walked up to him. The contour of his face still has the shadow of her youth, she pursed her lips and smiled at the thought of this, anyway, he was a person, he just grew up. His eyebrows, his eyelashes, his nose and his lips were silly, though charming. She bent down, gently took the handle from his hand, and threw it on another couch. She looked back at the screen again, FIFA, what a childishness. This year's FIFA Premier League cover is still himself, just like last year's La Liga cover is himself. He probably enjoyed it, she thought.

She also saw that there was a book above his head, Soccer Modern Tactics, a primer on tactics written by an Italian many years ago, and the English translation was extremely poor. When she watched it as a teenager, she thought that if she learned Italian in the future, she would have to read the original. It's just that until now her Italian has only stayed at the word stage. She picked it up and flipped through it, and it looked like he had finished reading it. Because he wrote a comment at the end:

Terrible translation.

Lu Ling almost burst out laughing. She covered her mouth and placed the book on the coffee table.

Zoe crouched down beside her lap. She then rubbed Zoe, who whimpered twice. She withdrew her hand and leaned closer to the man's face. His beard was thick, and she remembered that he hadn't shaved his face in a long time. He seems to be sleeping soundly and breathing evenly...... It only lasted for a second, and the moment she saw the corners of his mouth curl, he grabbed her by the back and pressed her against himself. She fell on top of him, scaring Zoe away with a soft snort. Then, her nose was full of his smell. She heard him say softly, "I like the weight of your body on me." ”

Lu Ling really felt it. The norm for men to wake up. She moved, trying to avoid it. He hugged her even tighter, "Could be worse..."

She thought so, so she didn't move, and lay quietly on his chest. He moved, she frowned, "Are you teasing me?" She saw that he closed his eyes, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was very proud.

He suddenly asked, "What time is it?"

Lu Ling glanced at the clock on the wall, "It's just past twelve o'clock." In this warm embrace, her voice gradually softened, "How long have you slept?"

Patrick rubbed his lips against her face and slowly opened his eyes, "About two hours." He lifted her T-shirt with one hand as he spoke, his fingers sliding back and forth over the skin on the back of her waist.

It feels tickling...... He teased her again. In fact, Lu Ling knew that he wanted to see that tattoo. It's been so long, and I haven't said it all the time.

"Happy Valentine's Day! Patrick whispered as he brought it to her lips.

She also whispered on his lips: "Happy Valentine's Day!"

Then, the four lips touched, and the sound of heavy breathing and the sound of gently crumbling □□ rang out.

Suddenly, Lu Ling laughed. Her lips also left. She naturally saw the frowning brow in his eyes and the dissatisfaction in his eyes. Immediately after, her ass was pinched. She opened his hand and stammered as she continued to laugh inexplicably, "You just said ...... Do you like ...... The weight of my body is on you......"

"So?" Patrick let out an angry grunt from deep in his throat. He pinched it again, and for a moment understood what she meant in her eyes.

"So you like me on it. You're so lazy. Lu Ling saw his expression and knew that he already knew, but still laughed at him.

"It's like you're moving when you're on it. Patrick finished sarcastically and rolled over and pressed her underneath, "If you prefer the weight of my body on you, I don't have a problem with that. But honestly, I like all positions. ”

Lu Ling still wanted to speak, but he gagged again. She could feel his strong desire, and she could feel her own. She was powerless and didn't want to stop this. She wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss.

Patrick felt that the world was spinning, and it no longer mattered what he should do first and what he should do next. His hands and his lips wanted to touch everything. He just wanted to look at her face and her eyes too, wanting to know how she reacted every second.

Suddenly, Zoe ran under the couch and screamed.

The two immediately stopped all movements, stared at each other for two seconds, and laughed wildly together.

"Let's go to your room and lock the door. Patrick said, standing up first.

Lu Ling probably knew that he was going to be carried upstairs.

But Patrick stood up, just looked at her, but didn't move. "You look so seductive. For a long time, he said obsessively.

Her eyes were crooked, and she reached out to him to hug her.

He hurriedly picked her up and kissed her again, his eyes fascinated.

She hung her hands around his neck. It's been a long time since the last time it was like this.

Patrick went upstairs, not knowing whether to tell her or Zoe, "Be a good girl."

Lu Ling snorted twice. As soon as she finished humming, Zoe also called twice. Patrick couldn't help but laugh. Of course, the girl in his arms did not look very good.

"You can be naughty. Patrick said as he threw Lu Ling onto the bed and pressed it down.

However, Zoe also came in. She was reminding the two masters of her presence with a cry.

"Fuck..."Patrick took a deep breath and got back to his feet.