After playing Liverpool, Descartes ushered in the real Christmas in England.

December 25th is the traditional Christmas in the West, but people are more concerned about the Christmas night on the night of December 24th, on this day, every household in England will plant Christmas trees, hang lanterns, and eat turkey, which is not inferior to the traditional Chinese New Year.

Of course, Italy also has such a tradition, but this Christmas, Descartes can only be destined to spend alone in London, because on December 27 Arsenal will go to the away game to challenge Aston Villa, in order to avoid the players running back and forth to affect the state, Wenger's advice is to hope that everyone will try not to choose to go home for Christmas.

Naturally, England's local players don't need to worry about traveling, and players from other places who are able to do so have brought their families to England for a wonderful night, only Angeli can't come to England to reunite with Descartes, because her father has just fallen ill and the little girl needs to stay at home to help take care of her.

The very bored Descartes called and harassed a few bad friends, but Walcourt was talking to his little girlfriend and me, scolding Descartes for destroying other people's good deeds, Bella had sneaked back to Mexico, and he also had a childhood sweetheart's little girlfriend, but the two covered it up well, and even the media and teammates didn't know, even Diaby, who had always lingered in the flowers, actually brought his girlfriend to London, Diaby had shown Descartes and others a photo of his girlfriend, and he was a dark-skinned "illegal" mixed-raceAfter looking at this photo, Descartes and others finally understood why Diaby's aesthetic taste was always different.

After lamenting the unrighteous creatures, Descartes found a trench coat and prepared to wander the streets of London alone. Maybe you have another sexual encounter and a chance to spend a hot night?

The affair really fell from the sky. And it was at the door of Descartes, because as soon as he opened it. I saw Moriel with a smile on her face. Gold.

Descartes was very surprised by Moriel's appearance, and his face was full of doubts: "Why are you here?" On such an important day today, didn't you go to a show? ”

Moriel gave him a blank look and replied in a critical tone: "What a fool you are, we are the busiest around Christmas, who is in the mood to watch your performance on Christmas Day!" ”

"Oh." Descartes wasn't familiar with the entertainment industry, so he didn't know if what Moriel was saying was true or not. But he still has a lot of opinions about Moliel's appearance at his doorstep.

"Even if you don't have to perform, how can you be here? Shouldn't you be at home with you......." At this point, Descartes remembered that Moriel's family situation did not seem to be very good, and it was estimated that she would not stay at home with her alcoholic father.

Sure enough, at the mention of home, Moriel's eyes sank, but seeing that Descartes quickly stopped talking, she still covered her small mouth and giggled twice, and then put her hands behind her back and said delicately: "I'm coming to visit my new neighbor!" That's right. Merry Christmas, bring the presents. ”

She stretched out her tender white little hand, and a small pink and cute glove hung on each side of her wrist, setting off her palm as white as jade.

"Neighbors?" Descartes' eyes widened. Soon he set his sights on the streets on the left and right.

Descartes' house was located in an upscale neighborhood in the heart of London, and the club had placed him here for distance and safety reasons. Truth be told, houses here aren't cheap. Even if it's a lease, it's one of the more expensive locations in the city of London.

Moreover, the noble community in the UK is not the same as those in China with the brand of "noble community", and they are real townhouses. There are a lot of artificial lakes in garden houses, like the kind of domestic kind of digging a pond and planting two plane trees, and a house dozens of floors high dares to call itself a "noble community", which is completely different.

But after thinking about it, Moriel is now a celebrity, and renting a villa in this area is not a big deal, I am afraid that it was her last suggestion that gave her such an idea, but, why did she choose here?

Looking at the cheerful and hot gaze in Moliel's eyes, Descartes secretly screamed that it was not good, stealing fish is already a man's taboo, and eating grass by the nest is even more taboo, seeing that Ann Jieli will move to London next year after finishing her studies, when the time comes, this chick will be mixed again, won't it be a peaceful day?

As soon as he thought of this, Descartes immediately puffed up his chest and tried to make a decent gentleman: "It turns out that you rented a house near here, that's very good, the environment here is very good, and it is relatively quiet, it should be suitable for a famous star like you." ”

"Huh, huh?" Molill seemed very happy at the thought of being able to get rid of that nightmarish family, and did not notice Descartes' serious face, and said to him with her hands behind her back, "Then would you like to visit my new house?" It took me all day to set it up. ”

Descartes touched his nose, this, this, it's going too fast, right?

Ignoring Descartes' hesitation, Moriel took his hand as naturally as she had done in the square last time, and walked together to the other side of the street.

Moriel's house is only a few hundred meters away from Descartes on the hill, this house is a relatively small room in the community, and it looks a little old, but the decoration and layout inside are very good, full of warm atmosphere, it is estimated that it took Moriel a lot of thought, and most importantly, it is full of delicious food and two small candlesticks.

Seeing Descartes set her sights on this candlelit dinner, Moriel's face turned a rare red, but wasn't that what she was inviting Descartes for? Therefore, she did not squirm, and directly pulled Descartes to sit at the table, and then happily held up the red wine and said: "These are specially prepared by me, try my craft." ”

Descartes smiled stiffly, perhaps because he was too narcissistic, and he always felt that Moriel's dinner had a different meaning.

The lights in the room dimmed, the candles on the menorah lit a flickering and luminous glow, and the warm candlelight reflected on the delicate food. Brings a rosy flavor to this dinner.

Moriel raised the crystal glass in her hand, and a layer of confusion began to appear in her eyes. Descartes said softly, "Come, Descartes." Cheers to Christmas. ”

Descartes raised his wine glass and touched it, he was about to take a sip, but he saw Moliel drink all the red wine in the glass at once, although he didn't pour much, but this way of drinking still made Descartes' heart tremble, this little girl, something is wrong!

Forcing Descartes to drink the glass of red wine with his eyes, Moriel poured him another glass. Then he raised the wine glass in his hand and said again: "Come, make another toast for us to be neighbors!" ”

Then her arrogant neck drank it all again, in the face of such a bold female man, what else could Descartes do?

I can only sacrifice my life to accompany the woman.

As soon as the second glass of wine was drunk, Molel poured a third one, and her toast this time was: "Come, toast to my free life!" ”

Throw your head up and drink again......

In this way, Moriel gave all sorts of reasons to toast. Descartes could only accompany her to pour glass of red wine into her stomach, and she didn't know how many bottles of red wine she had prepared, in short, Descartes only saw her magically bring out a bottle of red wine from behind her for a while, and a bottle of red wine from behind her for a while. One cup after another, both of them were already a little delirious before they knew it.

People say that wine depends on character, in Descartes' view. Moriel is usually a little lively but a little quiet girl, but she didn't expect to get drunk. But she became very arrogant, and talked loudly. While poking around on the plate with a knife and fork, a good five-ripe steak was poked into meat sauce by her, but she didn't eat two bites, and then suddenly raised the knife and fork and stared directly at Descartes, the light in her eyes made Descartes' hairs stand up.

Feeling that the atmosphere was a little wrong, Descartes hurriedly prepared to get up and say goodbye, he stood up reluctantly on the edge of the table, and stammered: "Okay, okay, Molly, I drank it today, it's almost, I think, I want to go back first." ”

"Go back? Where to go back? Moriel was in a similar state to him, Descartes didn't expect this little girl to drink so well, of course, he didn't understand that it was actually because he was too drunk, anyway, both of them were almost drunk now, their bodies were hot, and their faces were painted with a layer of crimson.

"Don't go back, stay, stay with me, I'm so happy, today I finally don't have to go home, I don't have to face that bad guy, I'm so happy......"

Moriel tried to walk over and grab Descartes, but her steps were so messy that she suddenly collapsed halfway through.

Descartes, though drunk and a little delirious, instinctively rushed up to help her, but before Moriel turned around, she hugged his waist and threw her head on his chest and began to cry.

"I'm so happy, I finally don't have to go back to face that demon, woo woo woo, please, don't go, stay with me, I'm so scared alone."

With a fiery delicate body around his chest, and the stimulation of alcohol, it is really not easy to say that Descartes can stay awake at the moment, but there is still a string called responsibility in front of his brain that has not been broken, this girl is not one of those wandering warblers he was looking for in the bar, this one is not easy to get rid of once it is touched, he must be cautious.

"Okay, okay, you're drunk, I'll help you go back to rest first." Descartes patted the girl on the shoulder and coaxed her softly, he could already feel a large wet lump on his chest, which could be soaked through the thick thermal underwear, which showed how much the girl cried and how resentful she was against her family.

With a surge of pity in his heart, Descartes took her by the shoulders and slowly carried her to the bedroom.

Moriel's bedroom is no different from the average girl, the pink tone occupies most of the space, and there is a faint smell of decoration in the air, which makes people's chests a little stuffy.

Descartes helped her to the bed, and slowly leaned over to lay her on the bed, but after bending over, his body was also a little unstable, and he almost fell on top of Moriel, and he hurriedly supported the bed with his hands to stabilize himself.

But it was good to die, at this time Moriel just opened her eyes, and saw Descartes lying on top of her with her arms propped up, her face suddenly appeared with an astonishing flush, and her eyes began to dodge a little, and after a while, she suddenly whispered: "If you want to kiss quickly, people, people haven't tried yet." ”

Descartes' head was dizzy, this sentence is simply seducing men to commit crimes!

If you don't kiss at this time, what kind of man is that?

So Descartes decisively lowered his head and caught Moriel's fiery lips, and the moment the two lips touched, he clearly heard a depraved moan from the depths of his soul.

Things had come to this point, and it was clear that it could not be solved with a kiss, and while Descartes was indulging in the wanton plundering of the girl's red lips and fragrant tongue, he felt a pair of small hands slip on his back like a snake, and then jerkily came to his waist and began to pull his clothes up.

Descartes, of course, understood what this meant, and he had no thought of refusing, at this time, lust had completely destroyed reason, and he no longer had Ann Jieli's pitiful eyes in his mind, nor the sad back of Zhenma when she left, he had only one thought, that is, to conquer the girl under him, and let his exuberant energy be vented.

I have to say that from the very beginning, Moriel was actually on the initiative, and she should have understood how dangerous it was to get drunk on a man in a lonely situation, but she had been working on this since the beginning, that is, she was actually ready to complete this matter early on.

What kind of feelings and what kind of attitude she has towards Descartes, Descartes is not very clear, but the nature of men is like this, if you don't eat for nothing, you don't eat for nothing, what kind of big-tailed wolf is sent to your mouth?

The clothes on the two of them were quickly peeled off one by one, the two white bodies were intertwined, the orange light in the room exuded an ambiguous smell, and the whole house seemed to be heating up rapidly, that kind of temperature became extremely hot and hot, at such a moment, all language was pale, and only mutual caress and teasing were the most suitable actions.

In the haze, Descartes seemed to vaguely remember that he had said guiltily before the sprint: "Molly, actually, I have a girlfriend." ”

"I know." At this time, Moriel even had a rosy coating on the skin on her body, and she didn't think much about Descartes' words at all, just pressed his head her chest, and then whispered dreamily: "I don't care, Descartes, I like you, I want to be your woman." ”

The lights in the room suddenly dimmed...... (To be continued......)