The news of the battle between the two popular stars, whether it was the hype of the media or the teasing of teammates, slowly subsided with the passage of time, but for Descartes, the matter did not stop there.

The day after the match against PSV Eindhoven, Descartes received a call that he had been waiting for a long time but had never wanted to face.

"Hey, Descartes." There was a faint voice on the other end of the phone, and Descartes could imagine on the microphone how haggard the face of the girl across from her was, and how depressed her mood was.

"Angeli." Descartes swallowed and asked a little weakly, "What's the matter, is there anything wrong with calling early in the morning?" ”

"Descartes." The volume on the other end of the phone was a little higher, and it was clear that the girl was a little annoyed: "Aren't you going to explain it to me?" ”

"Ugh." This time Descartes knew that he couldn't hide, so he could only lick his lips, trying to make his tone appear innocent and reasonable: "Actually, this incident is a misunderstanding, I have only met that Zhenma a few times, that day she and Ronaldo, it was that Cristiano. Ronaldo quarreled, the two broke up, she wanted to find a friend to come out to chat, vent some emotions, who knew that it happened to be seen by that Ronaldo, so there was another quarrel between them, and then the war burned on me. ”

"Oh." There was only a faint voice on the other end of the phone, and I couldn't hear what the emotion was.

Now Descartes is confused, what does this mean? Just such an "oh", does it mean happy or unhappy? Does she believe it or not?

To say that Descartes faced a stunner like Zhenma. If there is no other thought in his heart, it must be impossible, and the reason why he has been entangled with Zhenma is because of the dirty thoughts in his heart? So when he faced An Jieli's questioning, he naturally felt empty-hearted, empty-hearted, and had no confidence to speak, although he tried his best to make his words seem honest and credible, but An Jieli is a smart girl with seven tricks, can she believe her own words?

I'm afraid only she knows about it.

While Descartes waited apprehensively for the verdict on the other end of the phone. It's been a long time. He heard a complaining voice from the other side: "Deska, I miss you." ”

In an instant, even the heart of the seven-foot man was melted by these finger-twisting words, and Descartes only felt a rush stirring in his heart. He almost wanted to let go of everything in desperation. Fly back to Italy right away. Fly back to Pavia immediately, hug that beloved, and take good care of her. Have mercy on her.

Perhaps at this moment, only Reyes, who had just left the team, could best understand Descartes's mood, his family was thoughtful, and he did not travel far, and people always felt that a good man should make contributions and make a career and roam the rivers and lakes, but he didn't know that no matter how big the industry was, it could not compare to the intimate greetings of his relatives.

There was silence on both ends of the line, and it was not until much later that Descartes replied in a low voice: "Angeli, I miss you too, or ...... Come to London. ”

"Huh?" An Jieli on the other end of the phone seemed very hesitant and said, "But my studies haven't finished yet......"

Ann Jieli is still only a high school student, and like China, Italy also has a compulsory education system, with her age and actual situation, it is not that she cannot transfer to London, but the key question is, what will she do when she comes?

With Descartes busy training and competing, she certainly doesn't have time to take care of her, and how stressed should she be when a 16-year-old girl arrives alone in an unfamiliar city with an obvious boyfriend?

Of course, Descartes also thought about these questions, so he knew very well that it was not a very good idea to let Ann Jieli come to London now, but Ann Jieli's faint words just now really touched his heartstrings, and at that moment, he wanted to see her immediately, immediately.

Ann Jieli thought for a long time on the other side of the phone, and seemed to have made a very difficult decision, and Descartes could even hear her let out a long breath through the microphone, and then she suddenly changed her cheerful tone and whispered to Descartes: "Okay, Descartes, I think I should finish my high school studies before I go over to accompany you, and when the time comes, I will definitely surprise you when I apply for a university in London." ”

"Really?" Descartes' tone began to look a little lost, but he quickly adjusted his mind, and replied in a cheerful tone of Ann Jieli: "Well, I'll wait for you to come, and then I'll take you through every street scene of the ferry." ”

"Okay, don't lie to me." Ann Jieli said coquettishly, tickling Descartes' heart.

The next time has become a sweet time for a pair of little lovers to whisper, and the two have broken through that relationship, so there are naturally no taboos when they talk, and their words are numb, even the author can't describe one percent.

Until finally, it was time for the two to end the call, Descartes only felt that his heart was full of sweetness, as for those scandals and doubts, they had all been left behind him, and he knew that Angeli had chosen to believe him, and that was enough.

Just as Descartes was about to kiss Ann Jieli goodbye, a playful voice suddenly came from the girl on the other end of the phone: "By the way, Descartes, your scandal is not only this, I have seen it in the newspaper, you often go to bars, say, did you really do something sorry for me?" ”

"Huh?!" Descartes, who was full of tenderness, was suddenly struck by lightning, and was stunned for a moment, and after a long time, just as he was stammering and preparing to organize his words to defend himself, the girl's giggling voice came from the other end of the phone: "Okay, I'm just scaring you, I know you won't do that kind of thing, right, Descartes?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Descartes wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and nodded his head again and again, and if Angeli had been opposite him at this time, he could see the emptiness on his face at a glance.

But not seeing his face doesn't mean that An Jieli can't guess anything, it's just that sometimes, smart girls know when to put it and when to accept it. And those women who can't master the scale end up turning a relationship into a once.

Ann Jieli did not continue to question Descartes on the other end of the phone, maybe she really trusted Descartes with all her heart, or maybe she had learned to grasp this scale, so she did not continue to dwell on this matter, but said to Descartes in a glutinous voice: "Okay, I'm going to hang up the phone, and I have to go to class." ”

"Oh, good." Descartes, who had been frightened by the last sentence, didn't know what to say at this time, but just held the phone in a daze. My mind drifted thousands of miles away.

But what he didn't notice was. There was no hang-up sound on the other side of the phone, but there was a vague breathing sound coming through the phone, as if it was also waiting for him to hang up.

After I don't know how long, the girl on the other side finally couldn't help it. Through the microphone, he trembled slightly and said, "Descartes." You have to cherish me. You know? ”

"Huh?" Descartes was startled by the sudden voice on the phone, hesitated for a moment, and then replied through the microphone: "Hmm! ”

Then there was a hang-up on the other end of the phone. The sound of the busy sound pierced Descartes' eardrums and pierced his heart.

At the end of the evening's practice, the other two members of the new trio, Walcott and Diaby, leaned in with a smirk and smiled at Descartes, "Descartes, where are we going tonight, Jass or Watercastle?" ”

"I ......" Descartes hesitated for a moment, and Ann Jieli's parting words suddenly sounded in her mind: "Descartes, you have to cherish me." In the end, he shook his head vigorously and said in a low voice: "I'm a little unwell, you can go by yourself tonight, I want to go home and rest." ”

"Huh?" The two sluts finally knew how to care about him, and immediately touched his forehead, and said strangely: "You don't have a fever, are you sick?" ”

"Maybe, I'll go back and eat some sleep, I won't go tonight, you can go play by yourself." With a stiff grin, Descartes dismissed the two unscrupulous friends.

But the heavens didn't seem destined to let him spend the night in peace, and before he could get out of the Kearney base, he received another unexpected phone call.

"Descartes, it's me." There was a magnetic, seductive voice on the other end of the phone, and from the voice alone, Descartes could recall the proud figure and angelic face of 36D.

"I'm really sorry about what happened that day, but the reporters have been watching you very closely, so I can't ask you out to apologize, are you free tonight, I want to ......" The voice of the woman on the other end of the phone was full of sincerity, and it seemed that she really wanted to express her apologies to Descartes.

But this time, when Descartes was really upset, he didn't promise the stunner so happily twice, but hesitated for a moment, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm a little unwell today, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to the appointment tonight, I'm sorry." ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and then a woman's cautious voice came: "Deska, are you still angry with me?" Actually, I really didn't mean to, I had no idea that he would come to London that day, can you give me a chance to explain? ”

"No, Zhenma, I think you're mistaken." Descartes said helplessly: "I'm not angry with you, but I'm really a little unwell today, I want to go home and take some medicine to get some good sleep, so please forgive me, I really can't go out tonight." ”

"Oh." There was a sigh of relief on the other end of the phone, but immediately the woman asked with a little nervousness: "Then how are you, do you want to see a doctor?" If you are really not feeling well, I can accompany you to the clinic. ”

"No need." Descartes smiled bitterly and politely refused: "I just want to have a good rest, okay, so be it, I'll go back first, bye!"

Without waiting for the woman on the other end of the line to continue talking, Descartes decisively hung up the call, and then waved a taxi.

Descartes, who returned to the apartment, felt that his heart was empty, he took a random shower, and then plunged into the soft large bed, and I don't know how long later, when he was in a daze, he suddenly heard the doorbell ring.

Descartes didn't want to pay attention to the annoying sound, but the man who rang the doorbell seemed to be very persistent, and the shrill bell rang for a long time, until finally he had to drag his confused body out of bed, and then go naked and open the door.

As soon as the door opened, a figure with a fragrant breeze had rushed in, and before Descartes could open his hazy eyes to see who it was, the figure couldn't wait to put his hand on his forehead, and then asked in a panic: "Descartes, are you okay, I rang the doorbell for so long before you opened the door, are you very sick?" Would you like to take you to the clinic right now? ”

Descartes grasped the silky little hand, and realized that it was Zhenma who had rushed in, but her beautiful face was now full of anxiety, as if she was worried about herself.

Descartes looked at this stunner-like woman in a daze, her supple blonde hair seemed to be very messy because of the high-speed running, her straight nose was covered with fine beads of sweat, the majestic twin peaks were rising and falling because of the rapid panting, and looking down from the buttons unbuttoned on her chest, she could just see a dazzling white trembling slightly, and the hearts of the people who hooked them fluttered.

"Uh......" Descartes swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and suddenly felt that the small hands in his hands were hot, and only then did the woman opposite see his current situation clearly, a short bath towel wrapped around his waist, his naked upper body looked strong and full of temptation, and what was even more embarrassing was that he pounced on him because of his impatience, and the proud towering was barely more than 0.01 meters away from his chest.

"Hmm." Descartes seemed to want to say something, but his fiery breath sprayed on the woman's face, and immediately made the woman feel a heat all over her body, she muttered, shyly and reluctantly took a half step back, and then lowered her head and reproached with disgust: "Why did you come out dressed like this, what if you catch a cold?" Go back and lie down, I've brought you some food, I'm afraid you won't have the appetite to eat tonight, so ......"

Before she could finish speaking, a pair of strong arms suddenly grabbed her slender waist, and then a fiery mouth covered her lips, and she only had time to let out a kitten-like scream, and then fell into this hot kiss.

After a long time, the two figures were tightly intertwined, and the battlefield stretched from the living room to the bedroom, and then from the bed to the bathroom, and this night, the whole room was filled with beautiful spring colors and shameful breathing, and even the moon seemed embarrassed to peek into the shameful scenery, and quietly hid in the clouds.

In the dimness, Descartes seemed to hear a woman whispering in his ear: "Descartes, you must cherish me." (To be continued......)