It was quiet in the living room, and there were still about 10 minutes left after the BBC's evening weather forecast was over for the scheduled MOTD show. Since the BBC has no commercials, there is now a countdown on the TV screen with a dull red background.

"Boss. Patrick exclaimed abruptly.

Lu Ling frowned, slowly turned his head, and looked at the beautiful man on the other side of the sofa. He didn't call her Tina, he called her boss, and it upset her.

Sure enough, Patrick crooked his mouth, and a wicked smile appeared on the handsome face. "I have a question...... Why did you tell Phil I was a jerk?" he asked, his eyes half-narrowed, his blue eyes full of teasing.

Lu Ling silently turned his face, yawned, and tilted his feet onto the coffee table. The glass coffee table was cold, and her heels were frozen, but the skin on her feet quickly adjusted.

Patrick looked at her, as she always did after taking a shower. Her black hair was still dripping wet, and her face, nose, and chin were as red as fresh petals. The air is full of fragrance. He didn't know what the scent was, like coconut, and it seemed to be mixed with a little floral scent. Makes him want to get close to her. He involuntarily leaned over and ran his fingers through her hair. "You should blow dry your hair, it's easy to catch a cold. ”

She opened his hand, "I'm a strong woman. ”

Patrick sat back, stifled a laugh, and said lazily, "It's possible for a strong woman to catch a cold, too. ”

In fact, after taking a bath, Lu Ling's body had gradually cooled down, and she did feel a little cold. Evening temperatures in London in mid-to-late August are generally around 15 degrees Celsius. This temperature is a bit awkward. There is no air conditioning in the house, and if you stay at this room temperature, it will get colder and colder. And now she's only wearing a pair of shorts, but she's wearing long-sleeved pajamas.

Patrick got up and took a light blanket from another couch and handed it to her. "Take it, cover your pretty legs. He was just trying to make a joke, but he couldn't help but look at her legs, which went from smooth and smooth calf curves all the way up......

Lu Ling pulled the blanket from his hand and called him by name, "Pat!" When the voice fell, his beautiful legs were covered.

Patrick hurriedly turned his gaze away, and Lu Ling glanced at him with an extremely embarrassed look and felt funny.

He raised his left hand and rubbed the tip of his nose, didn't look at her, lowered his eyelids and whispered, "sorrycan't help it"

Lu Ling was still staring at Patrick's side face. His eyelashes were long, perfect for hiding the emotions in his eyes. But at that time, when he lowered his eyes, he never hid the blazing love and passion in his eyes, he would put the tip of his nose against the tip of her nose, and his upper and lower lips moved to say very sweet words, which used to make her heart beat faster and her cheeks red, like ......

It's like a girl falling in love for the first time.

She did fall in love with him. They have marks on each other. His left arm is bent, the line of his biceps is obvious, and the playing card above is obvious and sexy.

Lu Ling turned his gaze away.

"Tina......" Patrick had just finished speaking when the sound of the TV popped up. The BBC ended a long ten-minute hiatus and the MOTD program began. Familiar intro animation, familiar background music. Everything reminds Patrick that this is the Premier League. He's back. The Premier League is back after a two-month break.

Host Lineker appeared on the TV screen, and he unsurprisingly mentioned the return of two of the talking points, Kristen Lue and Patrick Amber, after which he exchanged a few words with two guests, Alan Shearer and Danny Murphy, leading to the first game.

The first game was QPR against Chelsea.

During the game, neither of them spoke. Until the post-game interview with Phil and Benjamin was played. The two men on the TV screen were far away, and it was like a huge transparent barrier between them. Later, when Benjamin presented the little yellow trophy to Phil, he didn't say anything, and Phil naturally didn't say thank you.

Patrick asked, "Why do they hate each other so much?"

"Who knows, it's like May and Corbyn going toe-to-toe. I just think that with Phil's current weekly salary, he should also hate high taxes. ”

"Doesn't that bother you?" Patrick glanced at her, her eyes fixed on the TV, her lips moving several times, as if thinking about how to answer his question.

"I'm not worried about Ben, or rather, I'm not worried about him making irrational choices when he's on the pitch because of his personal preferences for a teammate. As for Phil, I really hope that he will be a completely different person when he becomes a father, and I also hope that I can talk to him once in a heart-to-heart conversation, and he will no longer be a troublemaker......" Lu Ling said and smiled helplessly and looked at Patrick, "But you know that can't happen, life is not a movie." ”

Patrick's eyes were teasing again. "Speaking of which...... Tina, why did you tell Phil that I was a bastard?"

Lu Ling smiled and asked, "What did he tell you?"

Patrick mimicked the way Phil Warren spoke to him before he left this afternoon. "Yo, Pat, the jersey thing, the boss thinks you're a jerk too, I think you should know that. After parody, Patrick leaned closer and asked ambiguously, "Boss, why am I a bastard? Don't tell me it's because I just saw your pretty legs." ”

She knew, she knew, where the fuck was going to be really shy guy. Lu Lingban raised his face and assumed the posture of a head coach. "You're fucking Patrick Amber in front of Phil, of course he thinks you're a bastard. I just told Phil that you're a bit of a bastard when it comes to jerseys. ”

Patrick's expression became much more serious, and he thought for a moment before he said, "Honestly, I sympathize with Fill......"

"Pat, that's the problem, he doesn't need sympathy......"

Patrick interrupted Lu Ling, "I understand this, Tina. Sympathy is often an insult for a man. ”

"Alone. Lu Ling corrected it.

Patrick nodded, and continued, "But I've always respected him. Tina, I may have been an arrogant bastard at that moment, but Phil had his own problems. What the hell does he want?"

Lu Ling knew the answer. But she didn't say it.

Phil doesn't really need respect either, to be precise, Phil knows very well that the stronger he is, the more people will naturally respect him. What he really wants is love and attention. To that end, he had been looking for it in her, in Alice, and even in Tim.

The TV began to show the connection between the QPR coach and Lineker.

"God, Tina, you are Sucalker," Patrick scoffed.

Lu Ling stared at herself on the screen, her expression was quite helpless, and she couldn't refute it. She did say a lot. Lineker had a hundred questions, what could she do? The English gentleman even teased her for changing into a formal outfit for his interview. She laughed at it, she couldn't tell the BBC's ace host that she just thought she stinked after the game. 166 Reading Network