Patrick turned a corner, his speed was fast, it was late at night, and there was no one on the way. He glanced at his left hand gripping the steering wheel, and was expected to arrive home around eleven o'clock. Then, he tilted his head, and the girl in the passenger seat was still looking out the window. He knew she didn't like to be interrupted while thinking, so he kept silent. He was just a little disappointed.

There were still a number of QPR fans who hadn't left before they left from the new Queen's Park, so when the stranded fans saw the manager get into the car of the game's one-shot Mr. Golden Ball, they let out an exaggerated scream. Patrick even heard fans shouting "For God's sake, Christine, please give our birthday boy some sweetness tonight".

Patrick teased after starting the car. But she glanced at him with a frown and said, "Pat, I'm sorry, I need to think about a few things now, can I ......"

Patrick said of course.

Actually, Patrick could guess part of what she was thinking. Although we won tonight, the score of the first leg of 2:1 is not a very good score for the team that plays away from home. They shouldn't have allowed Bayern to score an away goal after all.

2:1 means that in Allianz, Bayern only needs to get 1:0, and the QPR will stop in the last 16 of the Champions League. Of course, it is almost impossible to stop the QPR scores, which have already scored hundreds of goals so far this season. It's just that if Bayern really chooses to defend at home, no one knows what will happen. Needless to say, it was the famous home of the devil.

After the game, the QPR side was still quite excited from the players to the fans. In any case, a win is a win. Even though everyone knows it's a dangerous score.

Bayern weren't too disappointed and the Germans were well aware that the scales of qualification weren't tipping more in favour of the QPR. And Robin Schaffle should be proud and lucky.

Patrick and Benjamin spoke together on television, and the two tacitly said the right thing to say, saying that it was a night to remember, but that the next round was when the winner was really decided. BT Sport's reporter also wished Patrick a happy birthday.

When Patrick and Benjamin returned to the locker room together, the head coach was waiting for them. She gave a TV interview before they did, and she will be on the scene of the post-match press conference later.

She restrained her praise and thanks to all the players and coaches for their efforts on the night. In the end, she stressed that the next round, the next round, must be a real revenge at the Allianz Arena.

Revenge is always easy to provoke strong emotional resonance. So when she left, Patrick felt his teammates cautiously looking forward to the next round. Yes, cautious expectations. This team, her imprint is getting deeper and deeper.

Then his teammates wished him a happy birthday. Patrick could tell that the boys wanted to tease him for a great night, but none of them said it blatantly. Ben probably went to the shower room at that time. Patrick glanced at Ben's back, he had a few words he wanted to make clear, but Phil kept dragging him to talk nonsense, such as "what is Robin, I'm Batman", causing Ben to come out when he went to the shower, and when he came out, Benjamin was nowhere to be seen. Patrick thought about it, and he didn't have to say it today.

When Patrick got dressed and sat in front of his locker, there was only one thought left in his head, he wanted her to end the show quickly, and he was going to take her home. He felt like he had reached his limit.

He had no idea that her mood would be so bad.

2:1 isn't a bad scoreline, it's not good enough, but it's not bad by all. He played well today, not the best, but an assist and a goal, doesn't he deserve a kiss? It's his birthday. And, he thinks she should be more optimistic, what about the Allianz Arena?

Patrick thought of this, and exhaled with suppressed emotion. He told himself over and over again not to act like a little boy. She's the head coach of the team and she's always worried and thoughtful. If she's in a bad mood tonight, if her mind is on football tonight, try to understand her. Isn't it just a birthday? It's not a big deal. He's going to be with her forever. They have a lot of time.

I can already see those two houses.

Lu Ling suddenly turned his head before Patrick drove into his house and said, "Pat, please stop." ”

Patrick was stunned and stopped the car. She seemed to be ready to get out of the car. Patrick closed her lips tightly and grabbed her wrist as she turned back. Before he could speak, she said, "I'm sorry, Pat, I'm in a bad mood, I want to be alone tonight......"

His throat was clogged. But he had to understand her. He gently touched her cheek to tell her to stop talking, and then he leaned over to kiss her. But she didn't look away without a trace, and he only kissed the corner of her lips. Patrick was stunned, his eyes down at her lips, losing the ability to think. I don't know whether to understand or be angry, I don't know whether to let her go or just carry her home regardless of her will. After a few seconds, he said a little sluggishly, "There's still an hour left for your birthday." Happy birthday. ”

She smiled reluctantly at him, "Thank you." ”

"Get a good night's sleep, okay? Call me anytime you need me, I mean anytime, don't care if I sleep or not. ”

"Okay. ”

Patrick still didn't want her to get out of the car, but he had no other way. “…… Well, good night. ”

"Good night. She kissed him lightly on the cheek and got out of the car without looking back.

Patrick watched her walk through the street, watching her back disappear behind the door. He thumped the steering wheel a few times and drove into his villa.

As soon as he got home, Patrick threw his coat away. He still felt depressed, and picked up the T-shirt again, and threw it somewhere. He played the whole night and ran a lot, he didn't look at the stats, he probably knew it was at least 11km. But he doesn't feel tired or sleepy at all now, he just feels nowhere to vent. It's a fucking physiological problem, and he's uncomfortable.

Zoe was not there, and he sent him to Anna's house in advance. It seems to be a lot of work.

Patrick adjusted his breathing. Remembering something, he turned around and found his discarded coat and pulled out his phone. He's going to see what she said in her post-match press conference.

There's been a lot of talk on Twitter about this event. Football related, football non-related.

Looking at her face on the screen and listening to her voice, Patrick felt himself calm down.

'We've had some bad luck this season because we've had an incomplete defence, so we've had to make some changes in the way we play. Our players understood very well and I'm happy with the execution and I'm sure it's going to be even better. ”

"Bayern are one of the biggest football clubs in the world and we won them at home today, which is good, but I'm more looking forward to knocking them out in three weeks' time. ”

Patrick laughed when she saw this, and when she said the first half of the sentence, people would probably think that Kristen Lu was going to compliment the Bundesliga giants......

"Yes, thank you. As for how to spend it, I think about it, we have a training session tomorrow afternoon. My birthday, I should still be busy. My focus is now on the next FA Cup game and the Carabao Cup final that follows. I haven't won the Carabao Cup and I'd love to do it. ”

"Robin Saffle or Benjamin Hamilton, who is better suited to my team?" is probably one of the most 'interesting' questions I've ever been asked, how likely do you think I'll answer Saffle?"

"Pyter's performance? do you really need my evaluation? He's the best, the best in the whole history of football! ”

"Pat's Celebration ......" the girl on the screen smiled lightly, she had never responded to the question head-on before, even after they had gone on a public date.

But what she said tonight was, "I love it." ”

I love it. I love it. I love it.

Patrick jumped up from the couch. She said such sweet things that she didn't tell him. Moreover, her appearance at the press conference was obviously not so bad......

Patrick heard the door appear to open. Then, the sound of unhurried footsteps came. His heartbeat followed the footsteps, and soon he couldn't follow ......

She walked in and stood not far from him.

Patrick held his breath.

She was wearing black high heels, black stockings, and a camel-colored trench coat that was very short, which could not cover the beautiful and sexy thighs, and he could even see the two slender black straps; Moreover, she has her hands on her chest, and she looks like she is defending and attacking at the same time. The hair still seems to be a little wet. He couldn't describe her face. It's true. He sometimes tries to be objective, but he can't. Her eyebrows, her eyes, her nose, her lips, all of them together became the definition of beauty for him. People always call him a pretty boy, but he is not as beautiful as her.

She stared at him, and he already knew what was in those dark black eyes.

After a faint teasing smile flashed, the hands she had placed on her chest let go......

Her right hand then unbuckled her belt.

Then, Patrick saw her trench coat slip off her beautiful shoulders. She wore only black cut-out underwear, and he could even see the color of her nipple.

Patrick's throat moved and moved. He breathed carefully. The eyes never left.

Then, stepping on her high heels, she walked towards him step by step. Her crotch didn't writhe much, but with each blow, Patrick's heart beat faster.

When she walked up to him, she looked into his eyes with half-squinted eyes, her red lips moving up and down slightly, "I hope it's a surprise, I hope you're still full of energy." Her hand was already hooked around his neck, and her hot lips came to his ear, and she called her old nickname "my monster" ambiguously

Patrick jerked her in his arms the moment the word fell, and dragged her to her feet, her legs at his waist. He just felt that the tattoo hurt again. Why the fuck does it always hurt?, and he kissed her red lips.

This is probably the craziest kiss after the reconciliation.

Patrick pressed her against the wall nearby. He already knew she was wearing a thong, and he already knew she was completely ready. As for his own state, her abdomen, inner thighs, and her hands were clear. He kissed her fiercely and grabbed her ass, not knowing whether to slow down or go faster. His heart was beating so hard, so violently, that he couldn't help himself, even a little calmer. But he had to say that. He then left her lips with great nostalgia and said that sentence from the bottom of his heart.

"I love you, Tina, I love you, and I never stop. He said several times, "I love you." I love you. I love you. He breathed heavily, his lips trembling a little, "Do you love me? Tell me you love me?" I know the answer, but I want to hear you. ”

Lu Ling stared at the man's eyes, he was so eager and so anxious, her breathing was very unsmooth, very unsmooth, not only because of emotion, not only because of **. She suddenly grabbed his left hand, and he froze, apparently not knowing what she was going to do.

Her hand guided his, little by little, to her waist, where the king of spades, which bloomed on the thorn rose, was.

Patrick's tears fell suddenly.

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