Chapter 89
Tina didn't get on the bus back to London, saying she would stay at her hotel in Manchester tonight. She's going to record MOTD in Manchester tomorrow night. But before recording that show, she had a gap of 24 hours. Manchester is not far from Liverpool and Patrick knows who will fill those 24 hours.
He pulled out his phone and looked at Everton's fixtures. Everton play Bournemouth away tomorrow. Bournemouth, for Liverpool's side, is probably the furthest away game. And it's a game at three o'clock in the afternoon, so I guess I have to rush over in the morning. It seems that there are no 24 hours.
A message came in, it was Chloe.
She asked him if he had time tomorrow night. He replied, it may not work tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, my family?
After a few seconds, Chloe replied.
Patrick put away his phone.
Big Barry started out loud and slaughtered Burnley at Turf Moore Stadium. But now it's quiet.
The boy wanted to sleep for a while, but he didn't think he could. There was a soccer ball on his right, and Tina hadn't had time to sign his name.
On the night of his second hat-trick, no one shared the joy with him.
The phone that had been in his pocket shook, and Patrick hesitated for a moment before slowly taking it out and looking at it.
[When I go back, I'll treat you to roast chicken, the first meal, right? I was thinking, if you win the Premier League Player of the Year this season, what else can I promise you?]
Patrick bowed his head and pouted.
Giving you to me is the best reward ever. It's a pity you won't want to.
You can bring your boyfriend and I'll bring my girlfriend too. γ
He didn't want to add the latter sentence, but he had no choice, he didn't want to scare her away anymore.
[*, you're really a teenager, a four-person date? I'm at the hotel, good night. γ
Patrick stared at the phone screen, her head hurting, and she arrived at the hotel......
He quit the hatsapp program and didn't say goodnight.
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When Nicholas opened the door, the girl was looking down at her phone. He pulled her in and closed the door.
He locked her between the door and himself, lowered his head, rubbed his nose up and down her forehead, and asked in a low voice, "What are you looking at?"
Lu Ling's hand holding the phone hung down, pursed his lips and shook his head with a smile, "It's nothing, just a few words with Pat." He scored a hat-trick today. β
"I know. Nicholas reached out for the girl's phone, she didn't refuse, it was directly in his hand, he glanced at it casually, and put it in the pocket of his jeans, "Babe, you should be in a good mood today?"
Hatch!
Lu Ling let out a sneeze.
The Spaniards couldn't laugh or cry, and the original ambiguous and romantic atmosphere was ruined by this sneeze. He put down his hand holding the door panel, turned and walked into the bathroom to get her some tissues.
Lu Ling was a little embarrassed when he took the tissue, "I'm sorry, Nick......"
Nicholas touched her face, which seemed a little hot, and he interrupted her with a frown, "Don't say sorry, babe, you're sick. β
"No, I swear, I'm fine for the past few days. Lu Ling wiped his nose.
She has really been fine for the past few days, and I don't know how to relax it, and the feeling of a cold seems to have really come out.
"Sue me how you feel right now. Are you tired, is it cold?" Nicholas asked with concern.
Lu Ling threw the tissue into the trash, walked up to her boyfriend, and put her arms around his neck, "No, I only have one feeling now, I feel ......"
Her voice was even more hoarse because of her illness, and it sounded so sexy that Nicholas put his arms around her waist and waited for her to finish. But the girl paused, and then continued unhurriedly in his ear, "Hunger and thirst. β
Nicholas laughed, and suddenly raised his arms and hugged her whole body. She snorted unexpectedly, and the next moment, he threw her on the bed. She wanted to get up, and he had pressed up.
"Oh, I forgot to wear sexy lingerie today. When her boyfriend buried his head in his neck, Lu Ling suddenly said.
"You've forgotten it several times, it never matters anyway. Nicholas's words were slurred, and his hand was already in her sweater.
"It seems to be. Nick, aren't you going to play Bournemouth tomorrow, when are you going to go back to Liverpool?" Lu Ling asked as he remembered his schedule again.
The boyfriend suddenly stopped all movements. He looked up, frowned, and looked at her sternly, "Didn't you say you were hungry and thirsty?"
"You can too. Lu Ling winked at him leisurely. She knew he was feigned.
Nicholas pouted, and the next moment, he straightened up. Just when Lu Ling thought he was really angry, his hand reached for her jeans. He quickly unbuttoned her jeans, unzipped them, and ripped them off. Then, he grabbed her legs and pulled her in front of him.
"Oh, Nick!" Lu Ling shouted in a low voice.
"I think you just want to be spanked. Nicholas's voice sounded a little dissatisfied, but it was more of an erotic/erotic color.
As he spoke, he leaned down and kissed the girl on the lips.
Lu Ling was ignited by the kiss of this capture of the city. She reached out and desperately wanted to take off her boyfriend's shirt.
The Spaniard finally had a satisfied smile on his face, and this was like her.
Nicholas let go of the girl for the time being, and took off her shirt in less than two seconds.
"HMM, Nick, if you are on the court, you can have a record for your stripping speed. β
In an era when players don't need to be booked for a yellow card to celebrate, there is indeed a boring number that will record the speed of a player's stripping.
He smiled, his strong body holding the girl back down.
After that, his lips kept wandering between her lips and her neck.
Lu Ling was enjoying his kiss and touch, but he stopped again. Oh, this time, he's going to take off her clothes. He raised her hands above his head, took off her sweater, and unbuttoned her underwear. Ripping off the last of her protections, he could finally move on.
Nicholas was already familiar with a girl's body and knew what moves would drive her crazy. Similarly, Lu Ling is also very familiar with Nick's body and knows what kind of teasing can make him want to stop. The two have been compatible sexually from the beginning, and now, every time is perfect.
The shaking of the bed, the sound of gasps, the occasional whispered conversation, and other collisions make the room as hot as summer in late autumn.
When it was over, Nicholas pinched the girl's chin and asked her if there was anything wrong with her.
Lu Ling gave her boyfriend a sneeze again.
Nicholas smiled and wiped his face and got out of bed. He put on his underwear first, then picked up the jeans that had been thrown on the ground and was about to put them on.
"Do you want to go back now?" Lu Ling also sat up, looking at his series of actions, a little surprised, and more disappointed. But she knew that he was leaving, and she couldn't stop him, and she didn't have the right to be angry. He's a manager after all.
"You don't want me to go?" Nicholas put on his jeans, propped up the bed on one leg and landed on the ground with the other, bending over to kiss her face.
Lu Ling turned his face away and did not speak. But the depression on his face was revealed.
Nicholas couldn't bear to tease her anymore when he saw her like this. He reached out and turned her face, looked into her eyes, and said softly, "Stupid girl, I'll buy you medicine." I'm not leaving tonight. β
She immediately laughed and put her arms around his neck, "I don't want to take medicine, I just want you." β
Nicholas didn't wait for the girl's words to fall, and suddenly kissed her on the lips.
And all this is not enough to show his love. He wanted to tell her those three words.
iloveyou
Lu Ling felt that the initial fears in his heart gradually disappeared.
She has a phobia of intimacy.
This is also why she had many boyfriends before Nick, but none of them lasted long. The failure of her parents' marriage left her with not only pain, but also fear of intimacy and commitment.
In the early days with Nick, she had a fleeting hesitation, fearing that she would eventually push him away.
But she didn't, but fell deeper and deeper.
She's about to fall in love with him. Does he love her? She wanted to know. And if he doesn't love her, she'll definitely be heartbroken.
Between the affection and sweetness, the two thought almost the same thing.
But Nicholas didn't say anything in the end, he was afraid that he would scare her. If that's the case, it's bad.
They will be very long, there is no need to rush.
The night will also be long.
Outside the window, it was windy in Manchester, followed by heavy rain.
The whirring sound of rain can also be heard in the house.
But that won't disturb the couple's moment of affection.
Oh, in fact, the wind and rain outside the window made the interior of the house even more beautiful.
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The obese man rubbed the lenses against his coat and squinted at the screen after putting them on. What I just photographed is really good.
The Everton manager pulled the acting head coach of Queens Park Rangers into his hotel room, and this is by far the most convincing photo.
Jimmy Cooper puts his glasses back on, and the smile on his lips is extremely obscene.
He turned on his computer and logged into his Twitter account.
There are already more than half a million fans. He doesn't update every day, but every one of them has a breaking point. Many fans are expecting him to release something more exciting/emotional.
Now, there are more and more fans who believe that Christine has an unusual relationship with Nick and Patrick.
Jimmy couldn't wait to get the picture out of the camera. But he was a little hesitant.
After he was fired by The Sun, he still maintained a good cooperative relationship with the newspaper, and he still provided a lot of gossip news. Of course, the price offered by the old club has always been good.
That's what he's hesitating: is the photo posted on his own Twitter, or is it going to be sold to his old employer?
Previously, his old colleague, David King, also photographed something nice. Nick went in and out of Christine's house, for exampleβbut that wasn't enough to prove that the two slept together. After all, they have a good relationship and everyone knows it. This is also the reason why David King has not been exposed for a long time.
Jimmy didn't tell David that he was doing the same investigation, let alone that he was operating, but instead told David a lot. He still remembers that David said that he wanted to wait for more evidence and do a special topic.
If you sell these photos to your old employer, you might make a six-figure income.
But in that case, his account will not have a head start.
What should I do?
Jimmy continued to squint, looking at the two close in the photo, undecided.