192 I have the heart to die~

Muris walked over and pulled up a pigtail from Ramos' head.

Shui Ye's hair has never been touched by others, especially now that he has a new hairstyle, the baby can't do it.

However, the person who touched his hair was little Murice, so the situation was different.

"How's that, isn't it handsome?"

"Hear the truth or lie it."

"Of course it's to hear the truth, little Murice, be honest."

"It's ugly."

Leaving Ramos scratching his heart, Muris turned and went into the apartment.

"What? It's so visionless, this hairstyle is obviously very handsome! Even you, little Murice, I won't forgive you for saying such things~"

Ramos followed in, trying to reason with Murice, Muris turned into the room, he wanted to follow, and the next second the door was closed, almost missing his nose.

"Hey! - "Ramos was angry, little Muris was too cold, he came to pick him up in the morning, first said that his baby had an ugly hairstyle, and almost shaved off his nose, how could he be so too much to him!

"I'm going to change my clothes, and you're going to come in too?" Muris opened the door, and some idiot outside the door had already blown up.

"Swap ...... Forget this, hurry up, I'll wait for you outside. ”

Muris closed the door.

Ramos, on the other hand, walked to the living room with his head shaken and sat down on the sofa, not thinking about anything.

As the unlucky No. 1 in the Muris Apartments, it is clear that his luck today is not very good.

As soon as Muris took off his sweatshirt, he heard an astonishing wail from the living room.

Muris couldn't bear to turn his face away, in this case, you don't have to look at him to imagine what is going on.

Then, Morris calmly changed his clothes, put on his shoes again, and then opened the door and walked out.

Ramos gasped with his mouth open and his ass in his hands. With an expression of wanting to die, when he saw Muris, he burst out two wide and wide tears.

"Little Murice, why is that?"

Muris wanted to reply to him, "Because you're so stupid", but seeing Sergio's poor appearance, he decided not to slap him in the air for the time being.

He continued to rub salt in his wounds, and Sergio might have lost his temper.

That way, he'll still have a headache.

"Is it one or both sides this time?"

Sergio shook his head.

He first pointed at his two unlucky butts, and then, in Muris's puzzled eyes, he stretched out two palms full of small thorns.

"......" Even Muris was thundered by this scene.

It turned out that Ramos, after being stabbed in the buttocks, was very angry and decided to avenge himself. He heroically grabbed the two little hedgehogs and tried to strangle them, but the hedgehog did not pinch them, and his own hand was damaged again.

Muris found two innocent little hedgehogs under the sofa cushions and couldn't help but shake his head.

They were taken farther away, and sent to the balcony, where he feared that the fool would be tricked again.

Ramos is a person who can be easily moved, and as soon as he saw this scene, he forgot all about Murice's opinions just now.

"Little Muris, you're still good to me......"

Muris went back to his room to get the ointment for him, but his buttocks were pierced and he couldn't sit down, so Ramos stood there obediently and watched as Muris helped him □□ the thorns one by one with tweezers.

"Take your head off a bit." A small braid dangled in front of his eyes, and his eyes were a little dizzy.

Although Muris does not have a phobia of denseness, the pigtails on his head are also weird. He didn't appreciate this hairstyle, so he hated Ramos, who was swaggering through the market with this hairstyle today.

"Oh." Ramos originally lowered his head, especially distressed himself, and Muris took out the small thorn for him while he blew for himself.

Every move is full of stupidity.

Muris has good eyesight and quick hands, and he quickly helps him get it done.

Put down the tweezers, take out the ointment, and rub a little on Ramos's slap.

"One more point, little Murice."

Ramos stared at his anointing elixir, which was a good thing, and wiped his hands and soon became fine.

Muris noticed that Sergio was a bit like a kid who asked for candy, staring at what he was doing.

This little injury, there was no need to use his magic medicine, but every time he applied this ointment, Sergio, who was originally hit hard by the little hedgehog and chattered endlessly, would become well-behaved, so Muris generously put some blood every time.

"There are so many more~" Seeing that Muris didn't move, Ramos took matters into his own hands. Scooped a large finger into the pill box and wiped the palms and backs of his hands.

Muurice didn't bother to complain about him, but he didn't forget to remind him: "Sergio, this is the last box." ”

"So what?"

Still don't get it?

"Your ass, you figure it out."

Ramos realized it and immediately wanted to cry without tears.

"Wait, little Murice, you can't leave me alone—"

"If I'm not mistaken, you handled the injury to your butt last time." He's not going to be like some 90 million gentleman who stupidly stabs him in the ass.

Ramos stretched out two hands, meaning that this time his hands were also injured, and little Muris could not see death without help.

Who knows that Muris is still calm, "You can wait for your hand to heal, and then take out the thorn on your buttocks." Rest assured, my ointment works quickly. ”

“……”

"At this time, I can come and have breakfast."

“……”

Ramos didn't believe that Muris could be so ruthless, but this morning, he watched as Muris drank juice, ate Nuremberg sausages, and then settled the vegetable sandwich. And he held up his paws and looked at him with the most pitiful eyes he could show, and Muris remained unmoved.

Ramos was very aggrieved, but seeing that Muris was eating so well, he finally said: "Give me a bite, little Murice?" ”

Only the last small sausage remained, and Muris glanced at Ramos, thought about himself, and finally forked it up with a fork and handed it to Ramos: "Open your mouth." ”

"Well~" Ramos came over with emotion, and ate very well, and the previous resentment was once again soothed.

After eating the whole sausage, Ramos was refreshed, his hands were better, and he went to the bathroom with tweezers, very obedient.

Muris shrugged, in a way, Sergio is really good to coax~

"Little Muris, you made this breakfast yourself?" It tastes so good, and if that's the case, little Muris is too versatile.

"It was prepared for me by the fat old man before he went to the store."

"I think so." Chris has said that little Muris is a waste, playing football, and living a life that will starve to death in minutes.

Because he doesn't know how to do it, he is very picky, and such people are usually difficult to support.

Ramos lay on the couch and watched Muris clean up while raising his ass.

Although little Muris is a waste, he is a man with a slight habit of cleanliness and good habits. So the place where he lived was clean and everything was neatly arranged.

In this living room, the floor light can be seen as far as the eye can see. Everything is neatly arranged and organized. The only thing that affects the overall perception is probably him lying on the sofa waiting for the breeze to blow his buttocks......

"Little Murice, I saw the report of your goal yesterday, four games, eight goals, super handsome!" Ramos gave two thumbs up to Murice, smacked his lips, and was very happy.

"Thank you."

"That guy Chris, although he didn't say it, actually envy you very much. Ha ha! In yesterday's game, he could have scored, but he was missed. Does little Muris know who this man is? Ramos is cute, his eyes are bright, and his whole person is full of energy.

Looking at his expression, if Muris still can't guess who that person is, he can be promoted to Dasha No. 3.

The number one is Chris, the number two is Sergio, and the number three is him.

'It was a great goal yesterday and you played well, Sergio.

That's what Ramos was waiting for, but he really blushed a little when Murice praised him so cooperatively.

"Hey, hey! I can do better, you see, little Murice~"

By the time Ramos's ass was able to move freely, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

And the two of them were also the last players to report to Laslosa's training base.

Alonso, Casillas, Arbeloa, and Albiol of the same team have already arrived first.

When Ramos arrived, he was teased by the team's friend.

"Muris, in Sergio's mind, you are much more important than us, he deliberately took a detour to Malaga to pick you up, but he couldn't persuade him~" This is Casillas, who has a good relationship with Ramos.

They are on the same team, they are friends, they used to report to the national team together, and they were also in the same room when the two of them were in the same room.

But since Murice appeared, Casillas bluntly said that he was abandoned by Ramos and was very disappointed in his heart.

Ramos looked at Cassie with disdain. The captain is all-encompassing in the national team, whether it is in the Real Madrid team or on the side of Barcelona, the relationship with him is very good, who is this pitiful appearance that no one wants!

"Hey! Muris~" Harvey and Xiaobai passed by, saw Muris, and came over to say hello.

"Hello." Muris turned to Xavi and held the hand that was outstretched to Xavi.

"It's a shame that I'm only seeing you in the national team now." The last time Muris performed in the training camp, Andres went back and told him that he really wanted to meet.

This young player, who shined in the training camp and impressed his father and teammates, was as good as ever, and more people recognized his talent.

"Me too." Muurice looked at Xavi with a smile in his eyes.

That smile was soft and appreciative, from the heart.

Ramos leaned into Casillas' ear, "Do you think that little Muris lights up when he sees Xavi?" ”

Casillas looked back and glanced at his friend.

Lit? That's an exaggeration, but there's no denying that Sergio is right.

For his usually cold teammates, Xavi is indeed a special one for him.

Maybe it's because he lost to his relationship, the strong, he was defeated once, and it's hard to forget! 166 Reading Network