KC16

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"What do you think it is?" Cristiano tugged at the stunned Kaka, who looked like he had been hammered.

Kaka came back to his senses, and he looked at Cristiano, and after a while, he showed a trance-like smile.

He took Cristiano into his arms and buried his head in the other's shoulder socket: "It is the will of the Lord." ”

He had, day and night, prayed to God:

"I praise you, Sovereign LORD, you are a God of glory and Lord who created heaven and earth, help me to praise you, and help me to praise you in spirit and truth, you are the God of glory and the Creator of heaven and earth." ①

"Thou hast answered me and said, When I praise thee, thou shalt take away all the bondage of my sins, and give me a satisfying peace and joy before thee. I beg you, when I praise you, to give my lover Cristiano Ronaldo dos Santos Aveiro, to give him a lifelong and loving companion, to give him a love that lives up to his expectations, and to give him no regrets in this life......"

He thought that God had forgotten him and had not responded to him, but now he realized that everything was for the best.

Kaka leaned his head and kissed the tattoo on the back of Cristiano's ear, the skin getting hot under his lips.

Cristiano almost crumpled his facial features into folds on a bun, the will of the Lord? He couldn't hear it now.

He just said casually, and he believed the explanation of "soul power" even more, although it was unheard of.

"It is the will of the Lord that I love you, that I have you, that I accompany you." Kaka took a deep breath and smiled as he kissed the wrinkled nose lines of his young lover.

His eyes were hot and somewhat uncontrollable, and he had to bury himself deep in Cristiano's shoulders with his head sideways, breathing in the scent of his lover to stabilize him.

Oh, Cristiano relaxed at the sound of his lover's words, and he curled the corners of his mouth and tilted his head against his lover.

"I like that." Cristiano responded, he kissed the hair of his lover in his ear, he felt his lover's body tremble slightly, he stiffened for a moment, and at the same time felt a moist and warm touch on his neck, he asked in a low voice, "Are you crying?" ”

"Yes, Cris, yes......" Kaka's voice was soft, but his voice was firm and powerful, "but I feel better." ”

Cristiano did not speak, but reached out to press his lover closer to him and sighed deeply and contentedly.

Feeling a sense of security like never before, he kissed Kaka's neck until the other man slowly calmed down and his lover took back control, kissing his neck and his face with kiss after kiss.

Cristiano snorted softly, and was gently but forcefully pressed against the bed.

The lover's palm is like an invisible shackle-cuff, so that he is willingly locked in it.

Cristiano opened his eyes and looked into the other's eyes, reading the same emotions as his own.

"I love you, Cris, I love you." Kaka kissed the eyes of his beloved boy, the sensitive and delicate skin around his eyes was red from emotion, and the underside of his eyes was a wet sheen, he knew that they were all the same.

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The two rubbed on the bed for nearly half an hour before getting up again and walking into the bathroom, where Cristiano muttered while brushing his teeth and rinsing his mouth, "I have to be late." ”

"My bad." Kaka chuckled and replied crisply, knowing that there was still plenty of time left before the afternoon training, Cristiano was a training maniac, and he wouldn't allow their relationship to affect the training.

He stood next to Chris, side by side in front of the small single sink to wash his face and rinse his mouth, looking at the reflection in the mirror before laughing like two adolescent silly boys.

The toothpaste foam in Chris's mouth flew out, and he deliberately rubbed some foam off Kaka's face, like an annoying high school student who had succeeded in playing a prank.

"Cris......" Kaka looked helplessly at the laughing boy, really worried that Cristiano would accidentally swallow the mouthwash with laughter.

"Alright, I'm going to train. Would you like to visit Old Trafford? Cristiano smiled and spat out the mouthwash and grabbed a towel to wipe his mouth.

"No, I guess I'd better stay here and wait for you to come back." Kaka replied, grabbing the towel that Chris had casually wiped and carefully wiping Chris's wet sideburns and forehead, "I don't have much to do except with you." ”

Cristiano seemed to be pleased by this answer, and he softened his voice: "Then I'll come back as soon as I'm done training, and then we'll go on a date, how about it?" ”

"This is your territory, you arrange it." Kaka lowered his head and applied the smile that Chris had raised, and the boy had a little pride and reserve on his face.

It's his turf, and of course, Cristiano makes no denying it.

The lord Manchester United is home to him, Real Madrid is to him the ocean giant, and Portugal is his roots, the goddess he is willing to pay for it at all costs and to hold the laurels high on her.

Cristiano showed up on time in a very good mood.

If Cristiano is a lively and active person on weekdays, jumping up and down on the training ground, then this afternoon's Cristiano is a shining mobile hormone, everyone has to be hit by the boy's big smile face, everyone can feel the pure joy and enthusiasm of the other party, and no one can resist a boy who is already cute and beautiful to show such an expression to himself.

There is no one.

"Do you think this guy looks different today?" Vanney asked Ryangs, frowning, "I drank too much last night, what else did you do afterwards?" ”

"We sent you drunks back." Giggs rolled his eyes, then looked at Chris, paused, and replied thoughtfully, "Probably, pure party after-effects?" ”

How can an ordinary party have such an effect? Giggs couldn't be sure, but come to think of it, in a sense, it should have been a welcome party a year late, maybe because of that?

Rooney whispered: "All I know is that if he exudes charm like this, the dressing room cleaners will think of him." ”

Ferdinand and Keane passed behind him, and they both gave a warning.

Alex Ferguson thinks the dressing room party seems to have played a role, and perhaps it will have to be a regular intra-squad event to help bond and promote coordination.

Cristiano doesn't care what other people are guessing, if it weren't for the fact that Facebook and twitter haven't been developed at this time, he would definitely post a cheerful selfie and let the world know that today is a special day and how happy he is.

After training, Cristiano took a shower as fast as he could, changed into clean new clothes, applied hairspray, sprayed perfume and applied moisturizing, fruity-sweet lip balm.

He's got to be prepared.

Even though it's still not Christmas Eve, it's already full of Christmas decorations outside.

He thought it would be great if he had a chance to find a place to beg for a Christmas kiss under that tree.

Cristiano knew that his dating creativity had always been overdone, but he knew that Kaka would not laugh at it, and that Kaka could always see his sincerity compared to ordinary people who could only see the superficial surface.

So Cristiano did something big.

He ordered a box full of wreaths made of mistletoe—there were no less than twenty of them—and were delivered to the door of his lodgings just after his training.

He also bought a cute beanie hat with plush ears and a scarf with a cute pink color, which he could fully imagine how suitable it would be for Kaka.

Cristiano was ready, and as he guessed, Kaka did not refuse the cute hat he had prepared for him, and the furry animal ears pressed into Kaka's long hair.

Chris whispered and picked up Kaka's face, kissing left and right, so cute!

Kaka indulges his mischievous lover to redress himself, and a smile flashes in his eyes: "What about yours? Cris, don't we wear a couple hat? ”

Cristiano opened his mouth slightly, he felt that he must be stupid if he wore such a thing, so he didn't buy it at all, but, a couple hat?

Cristiano regrets it, couple hat! He loved everything that could be paired with Kaka, and he didn't even think of that!

"It should be everywhere on the street." Kaka curled the corners of her mouth.

Chris's idea is so easy to guess.

He took Cristiano's hand and went out generously.

Sure enough, there was a hat of the same style on the street, and Kaka immediately bought Cristiano a big red one, like an elk.

The stall owner laughed at the sight, it was clearly a childish prank between the two older boys.

Cristiano's whole face was red with excitement, he liked to walk and date Kaka on the street in such an open and bright way, there were too few such opportunities in the previous life, and Kaka was more worried about whether they would be photographed by the media, so that he was always not happy.

But this time it was different, this time it was Kaka who took the initiative to grab his hand and walked out into the street, which made sense, Cristiano couldn't describe what he felt, but he shook Kaka's palm back and responded to the meaning.

Oh my God, he's so happy that he wants to dance on the spot.

In fact, he did, and Chris grabbed Kaka and twisted it in place funny and funny.

God did close a window on these two proud footballers, and God knows how these two could have danced so funny.

But happiness is contagious, and passers-by join in and twist strange and ridiculous steps together, and in the end it becomes a small impromptu carnival, and it also drives the sales of ugly hats from the stall owner!

Cristiano and Kaka slipped out quietly when the crowd was at its most excited, and Chris laughed so much that his throat was a little hoarse: "Did you see that?" Are we counting the pop-up culture that emerged twenty years in advance? ”

"It's called Cristiano magic." Kaka gasped with laughter, and they danced and ran all the way out, and the snowflakes couldn't stay on their shoulders for a second.

They ran into the park's grove, where only the moon and the shadow of the trees were the only listeners.

Chris raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Sounds like a compliment to me." ”

Kaka chuckled as he pulled down Cristiano's elk hat, some bulky decorations just enough to block the sides of the two, and also to block the kiss that Kaka leaned over and landed on the corner of Chris's mouth, a kiss with the sweet smell of fruit: "Yes, Cris, there is no doubt about it. Because you're so infectious. ”

With 520 million fans around the world, no one can question his charisma, even across the screen and the Internet, people will be sincerely attracted by his fresh, real, and full of life.

Not to mention being on the spot.

Kaka could hear the sound of his own heart beating surprisingly, such Cristiano was his, completely his.

Cristiano showed only a small part of all the good qualities to the outside, and everything he hid was beautiful that no one else could see, how could he not fall for such a lover? After seeing such a perfect lover, how could his heart be stuffed into another existence?

Kaka traced the eyebrows of his lover with a kiss, regretting his past mistakes in his heart, but also rejoicing that he had regained his current losses.

He once thought that letting go and severing ties with Cristiano was the only way out, the best way to protect his beloved.

He felt the pain of being in his heart at the wedding, but he was convinced that it was what he deserved, for his lie.

And his new wife, who already knows all his stories, takes what they need from each other, and plays the role of a model family in the eyes of the world. There was no crevice in his heart except Cristiano.

Cristiano grinned triumphantly and accepted Kaka's compliment, but he was more concerned about:

"You see, no one thinks of us as a couple! We should be generous enough to do what couples should do! ”

Cristiano waved his hand so happily that he almost knocked off Kaka's woolen hat, and he shrunk his neck and raised his hand to rearrange it for his lover.

Kaka looked at Chris, who was weak for a second, with a smirk: "You really don't worry about your football career at all. ”

Cristiano has always put his love in the sun, and even when he gets himself into the mud, he will still hit back on the pitch to humiliate his gay opponents.

At that time, he was thinking that as long as this relationship existed, he would definitely be a drag on Cristiano.

Cristiano frowned when he heard this, he grabbed the back of Kaka's head and let their forehead against their forehead, he stared into the other man's eyes, "Don't tell me you're still thinking about this." ”

"All I know is that I will accompany you in all decisions, whatever they are." Kakara took Chris's hand and put it to his mouth to kiss the other's ring finger, his tone was too serious and reverent, like a cherished promise.

Cristiano's kissed fingers couldn't help but flick, and his ears began to burn.

He found that every time he couldn't help but worry about the shadow of his previous life, his lover would suddenly take a huge turn, and he was caught off guard by the sense of security given by the straight ball.

Cristiano lowered his eyes, his long, thick eyelashes casting a small shadow under his eyes, he lowered his head and quietly and obediently shook Kaka's hand back, and also landed a serious kiss on the other's ring finger: "The decision I want to make has never changed. ”

He wants Kaka, he doesn't care about making it public or concealing, he doesn't care about other people's speculation and slander, all he wants is the most equal and ordinary relationship between his lover in the world.

As for the career, in his eyes, as long as they are strong enough, some teams want them, whether they are gay or not, it does not affect the help of those clubs to win the Champions Cup - this is what those owners care about the most.

The two exchanged a lengthy kiss in the grove, and Cristiano let out a low gasp and laughed, "Kaka, I feel like we're married." ”

They exchanged kisses for rings, words for promises, and moonlight and tree shadows were priests and witnesses.

"No, dear, I can give you a better one." Kaka laughed, and he rewarded his unusually satisfied lover with a kiss, "I want the best for you." So, I'm afraid you'll have to wait a little longer. ”

"Ahem, for the best, Mr. Ronaldo has patience." Cristiano rubbed his face that couldn't help but smirk, and said.

The two were like innocent little boys who fell in love for the first time, walked out of the grove with a red face, and walked all the way back to their residence.

The door to the lodgings was still piled up with the box of mistletoe wreaths that Cristiano had booked.

Cristiano tapped his head and muttered happily, "I almost forgot this!" ”

Kaka looked over suspiciously, "What is it?" All garlands? ”

"Mistletoe garland." Cristiano corrected, picked up the cardboard box, and motioned for Kaka to pull the key out of his trouser pocket, "That's the mistletoe that should kiss when you stand underneath." ”

Kaka touched Cristiano's body temperature and took out the key, opened the door, couldn't help but laugh, and corrected: "I have to say that its origin, Norwegian mythology does not mention this, this is purely an unorthodox custom derived from later love poems." ”

Cristiano wrinkled his nose, he was not interested in this, he was only interested in one thing: "So, are you going to kiss me under the mistletoe?" ”

He raised his chin slightly, looking like an arrogant little lion, and a hint of cunning flashed under his brown-black eyes.

Kaka paused when he heard this, and left behind all the Norwegian myths and stories of the god Baldur: "Of course, my king. ”

Cristiano coughed lightly, then split half of the garlands from the cardboard box and threw them to the other party: "Then hang them up." ”

"Okay." Kaka quickly responded, "Where to hang?" ”

Cristiano's ears and eye area began to redden, and he glared at his sluggish lover, gritting his teeth a little: "You're going to ask me?" Hang where you want! ”

Kaka reacted.

- "Hang where you want to hang"

- "Hang where you want to kiss me"

As an excellent midfielder, his playmaking ability and overall view have played a role, and Kaka has quickly thought about the whole process in his heart -

He would kiss his boy at the door, lead him into the hallway, press it under the curtains, and then turn to the cramped single couch, so that the boy could only straddle himself, collapse his pliable waist, and lay on his chest, then by the bedside, then the bathroom sink, and the shower room......

It's a pity that he forgot that half of the wreath was still on Cristiano's hand.

And Cristiano, who has always been praised by the commentary as "very imaginative", naturally disrupted all the arrangements.

Their kiss turned into a strangely difficult pose-making challenge, ending with a hilarious finish that neither of them could sustain.

Kaka held Chris in the back and the punishment generally grinded hard twice before letting go.

"Or follow my route?" Kaka bit the small patch of skin behind Chris's ear.

“…… Kissing only? Cristiano confirmed, "I've got training tomorrow morning. ”

“…… Well. ”

"God will bless those who don't lie." Cristiano happily kissed his lover on the face, a brief minute of pragmatism in faith.

He gave himself to the other party and was lazy and enjoyed.