The blood had fully dispersed, with a reddish-brown color, and the white pool of water and light purple clothes formed a huge visual contrast in front of him.

Carlos sniffed, stretched out his hand and probed for a moment to make sure nothing was coming down, and then walked up with a determined look in his eyes.

The water was a little cold, and Carlos picked up the girl's underwear, poured out the cold water, and refilled it with hot water.

He washed very carefully, and his movements were very gentle, as if he was cleaning some peerless treasure, without the slightest care, from the lace fabric to every ruffle fold, he was extremely attentive.

It was quickly washed, and Carlos walked out in a daze and hung on the balcony.

The Roman wind caressed his blonde hair slightly, and Carlos reached out to touch the small lilac garment.

It's so soft, Bella...... It should be softer, and it will have a floral smell.

Will it be kissed and have a petal-like touch? Or is it sweet like a cherry?

When will he be able to ......

Can you touch it lightly?

As if blood was gushing down again, Carlos hurriedly took out the handkerchief in his pocket to cover it, and tiptoed out of the room.

Before closing the door, he looked at the sleeping beauty again, and the roses on the bedside were no more beautiful than hers.

The sun moves from east to west, light and shadow gradually change position, and ancient timekeeping tools change through the ages.

This sleep was very sound, and it was already afternoon when Su Qingjia woke up.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, sniffed the fragrance of roses, and Shi Shiran got up to change her clothes.

Draw the curtains and bustle in the silence and bustle of the Eternal City, bathed in golden light.

Su Qingjia stretched her waist to the sun, did a few yoga movements, and was completely awake.

The small cake at the bedside made her appetite double, and she picked up the plate on the plate, and she ate it very pleasantly, the fluffy texture melted on the tip of her tongue, and then the sweet taste overflowed all over her mouth, her eyes narrowed, and she enjoyed it slowly, like a cheerful little fox.

Su Qingjia was dangling in the room with a small cake, and inadvertently glanced at the pool a few times, as if she remembered something, she slowly retreated, wait, her, where did the things she soaked before going to bed?

She quickly ate a large mouthful of strawberries and was shocked, she looked closer, not to mention the clothes in the pool, even the water was gone, and the white enamel reflected the sunlight.

She slapped her face with a fork in one hand, hurry, wake up, she must be dreaming, or hallucinations, wake up.

I opened and closed my eyes repeatedly, and the pool was always empty.

She thought about it and went to the balcony, and sure enough, the lilac underwear was swaying in the wind, and the afternoon breeze was very comfortable, but Su Qingjia felt that she was already messy in the wind.

Oh my God, please come and tell her, this must have been washed by herself when she was in a mess of memory, definitely not by her stupid stupid boyfriend, absolutely not. However, the small cake with the tantalizing aroma in his hand is a sign of Carlos's visit.

Su Qingjia stood on the balcony, the whole person was already so red that she couldn't do it, let her make a hole in the ground, she really, she had no face to see people.

In this life, for the first time, a boy washed her clothes, and it was still such close-fitting clothes.

She put her head against the wall in frustration, and scooped up a big spoonful of cake as if she were angry, and ate it all, so please let her be quiet, and don't ask her who Jingjing is.

After being shy, Su Qingjia returned to the room with the lilac underwear that had been dried by the May sun.

Sniffing the fresh scent of soap, why did she feel that her heart was so sweet, and why did she still think that the little golden retriever was not satisfied with her size?

The scene of Carlos bleeding from a red nose begins to loop again.

She buried her head in her clothes and cried out, "Ahhhh "Isn't she always flirting with the little golden retriever? What's going on with this inexplicably being teased by the little golden retriever.

was poking and poking at his underwear, and his phone suddenly rang.

Saying that Cao Cao Cao was coming, Carlos sent her a text message - "Bella, dinner is on the third floor, I have already ordered it for you, do you think I asked someone to bring it to you or you come down to eat?" I'm at the training ground and can't be with you, I'm sorry. ”

Su Qingjia replied: "I'll go down by myself." ”

Almost at the same time, another message was sent, and the fonts on the screen swam into her eyes like small tadpoles, Su Qingjia bit her lip, and wanted to dismantle the phone, what do you mean by "I washed the clothes for you, remember to collect them on the balcony,^_^"

The smiling face in the back was simply a stroke of genius, and Su Qingjia, who felt that he had been teased again, silently removed the battery, threw the underwear into the cabinet, and went downstairs to eat.

After receiving the reply, Carlos held his phone and giggled for a long time, until Rijkaard roared in his ear, and he quickly put the phone back.

The dinner ordered by Carlos was very much to her taste, and after eating alone in the box, Su Qingjia found a staff member and asked for the way to the training ground.

By the time she arrived on the pitch, Carlos was practicing passing with her teammates.

In the twilight of Rome, the sunset is so grand that it looks like a sea of flowers, and the sky is not very high, as if you can touch the soft clouds as soon as you stretch out your hand.

The wide green field connects with the sky, and the magnificence is like a carefully painted oil painting.

Sitting in the audience, Su Qingjia watched the players' movements as attentively as the fans who came to cheer.

Carlos's blonde hair was a little messy, the setting sun shining a magnificent color in his hair, and she could clearly see the number twenty-three logo embroidered behind him as she ran, with his name underneath.

When he knew the jersey number, Su Qingjia understood the meaning of the number in his squeaky explanation.

The red and blue jersey outlined his vigorous figure, Su Qingjia held his cheeks to pay attention to his every move, and the pear vortex inadvertently hung on his cheeks.

She had watched him practice warm-up many times, from passing, controlling the ball, to practicing penalty shoots, these simple but complex movements were mastered by him, and he practiced around the ball from the age of ten to seventeen.

In his memory, he once knocked his forehead on the turf in order to practice heading, and the rudimentary artificial turf made him bleed a lot; He once kicked several pairs of sneakers in order to practice penalty shooting, and continued to buy sneakers to practice; He also once paralyzed the whole team of friends in order to practice passing, and continued to find someone to spar in soaked clothes.

His improvement has been noticeable, and his flowing style of play has become more and more distinctive.

In a few days, her young boyfriend will have his first Champions League final, and she wants to see him in person whether he wins or loses.

During the break, the coach declined the interview.

Carlos habitually looked around at the spectators, the black-haired doll smiling at him, his eyes lit up, he smiled back, beads of sweat glistening in his dimples.

The girl smiled even more beautifully, her long waterfall hair swaying on her chest, and Carlos was stunned for a long time before he unscrewed the kettle in his hand and poured several sips.

She changed her clothes, I don't know, there, there was no change.

The white snow flashed in front of his eyes, and Carlos quickly raised his head to suppress the blood that was about to fall.

After a few more sips of water, he just kept his position to rest.

Su Qingjia thought that he was tired, and he was a little worried, and silently prayed that the coach would let them dismiss as soon as possible.

After another round of practice, Rijkaard gave them a lecture with a bubble noodle head and brought them back to the locker room.

Su Qingjia walked out of the stadium with the fans and the media who came to record.

The streets were as busy with traffic as ever, and it didn't take long for Carlos to catch up with the hotel.

He was dressed in a black tracksuit, a one-piece hat, and his blonde hair peeked out of his ears dishonestly.

"Bella." Carlos raised a smile, his blue-gray eyes full of joy, "I'm so happy that you came to see me for warm-up training today." ”

Su Qingjia tidied up his hat for him and said, "Didn't I come to Rome just to accompany you?" You didn't already know that. ”

Carlos obediently bent over, quietly held the girl's hand, and his eyes were bright: "I know, but when you really appeared there, I felt so excited, you don't know, I forgot to drink water at that time." ”

Su Qingjia thought for a moment, he was indeed stunned for a few seconds, and then smiled: "Is it possible to see that I can drink water just by looking at me?" ”

The little golden retriever lowered his head a little embarrassed, squeezed the girl's hand, and said sullenly: "No, the more I look, the more thirsty I feel." ”

After that, his neck turned red, and his collarbone was trembling gently in the black tracksuit.

Su Qingjia hurriedly broke away from his hand, stood on tiptoe to cover his mouth and said, "Don't say it, stop." ”

Seeing Carlos nodding sincerely, Su Qingjia withdrew his little hand and let him hold it carefully.

The little golden retriever looked down at her from time to time, so that Su Qingjia grabbed it right at once, she looked at her weak-hearted boyfriend, and said, "What do you want to say?" ”

Carlos, who was about to silently say goodbye, heard his girlfriend's question, and unconsciously blurted out: "Just ...... I just want to ask you what color underwear you are wearing. As soon as the words came out, I realized that I had exposed all the thoughts in my heart, and added a little force to my hand, so that the girl's hand could not break free.

Su Qingjia was lit by him, and he couldn't break free of his vise when he stopped, and said fiercely: "Then you tell me first, what color underwear are you wearing!" ”

Who knew that the little golden retriever was red faster, he pinched the corners of his clothes with his free hands, his eyes were moist and innocent, he quickly slapped his eyelashes several times, bit his lip again, and silently lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "I...... I wear a black one with a blue thread on it...... In, in......"

The little golden retriever like a little daughter-in-law still wanted to describe it carefully, Su Qingjia's whole person was about to burn, so he turned around and directly sealed his mouth with his lips.

Carlos was stunned by such an action, his eyes widened first, and then obediently closed, and he stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the girl's lips.

It smells of roses.

It smells so good.

That night, Carlos felt the size of the snow with his chest, and felt deeply satisfied.

He miraculously drew a simple piece of clothing in his sketchbook, on which he drew all the small flowers, and the folds of the ruffles were very three-dimensional.

When he was done, he turned all the other colored panties out of the cabinet and prepared to throw them away, and he felt that he needed to change them all to one style.