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The game against Chelsea is over.

He Tuo walked out of the club with his backpack.

Mai Ko had already stopped and waited.

The doors open.

The first to get off the car was not the black silk long legs.

This is the first time He Tuo has seen Mai Ko without high heels and black stockings since he met Mai Ko.

Simple jeans with white short sleeves.

The convex and backward figure of the cardamom is completely set off.

Some sharp-eyed fans spotted He Tuo and rushed over screaming.

Mai Ko just wanted to stop it, but He Tuo waved his hand.

"If you want to sign an autograph and take a group photo, don't get excited."

"I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere."

He Tuo patiently interacted with the fans.

Until McAco's reminder that this could cause fans to gather for a long time.

Ten minutes later, He Tuo said goodbye to the fans.

He loves interacting with the fans.

Getting more support from the fans is only good for his football career, and it doesn't hurt to do it.

There's something strange about Maiko today.

The car drove smoothly.

There are also no irascible swear words along the way.

He Tuo spoke carefully.

"You, what's wrong?"

Maiko turned to look at him.

"Not really."

"How's it going, don't you feel like I'm great today!"

He Tuo smiled.

"It's perfect."

Maiko's cheeks flushed when she heard this.

It's not in vain that she has been dressed up so long.

"Rest tomorrow."

As usual, Mai Ko began to tell He Tuo about the follow-up schedule.

"yes."

He Tuo raised his arms and shouted.

"I can finally sleep until I wake up naturally."

Maiko spoke immediately.

"I'm not done yet."

"You've got an arrangement for tomorrow morning."

He Tuo immediately looked like a wilted eggplant.

"What activity?"

"Help me push it, the sky is big, and the sleep is the biggest."

"I'm still young, and not being able to sleep affects my development."

Maiko sneered.

"You don't have to develop."

"I've confirmed, it's well developed."

Mai Ko naturally referred to what He Tuo had seen with her bare ass before.

"Straight to the point."

"Abu is going to sign a contract with you tomorrow."

"First team contract."

He Tuo's eyes lit up when he heard the new contract.

"New contract!"

"That means I'm going to make more money!"

"Ness!"

Abu would not ignore He Tuo's talent.

Especially after Mendes threatened him and there were already other clubs interested in Ho Tuo.

Fighting for more for his players is Mendes' ability.

He Tuo still holds a youth contract.

That meagre salary is not enough at Chelsea.

He Tuo also lives in the hotel that Chelsea rented for him.

It's also more difficult to buy a good car.

Smiling in the pocket is a fatal blow for a young boy.

Back at the hotel, Maiko opened the door.

"Huh?"

"What is this?"

There is a white bed in the center of the hotel.

There is also a whole cabinet of various massage products next to it.

He Tuo picked up a bottle of yellow liquid.

"Essential oils imported from India?"

"Maikom, did you arrange this?"

At this time, Mai Ko had already replaced his jeans with a cheongsam.

The provocative expression on his face made He Tuoxiao's heart tremble.

"Mourinho get rid of me, help you relax your muscles."

"Well, lie down."

"I~".

"Very professional."

After He Tuo changed into a brown massage outfit.

Lie down peacefully on the bed.

McAco, before coming to Chelsea.

He is Chelsea's most famous oil masseuse.

Don't get me wrong, the regular kind.

The club will not buy a bus to spoil the players.

At first, Maiko was in charge of the massage of the players.

He was later promoted to Principal Massage Analyst.

Now he is working part-time as He Tuo's life housekeeper.

Because she lived in the Dragon Kingdom for a while.

With He Tuo, there is a common discourse.

He Tuo looked at Mai Ko, who lowered his head and concentrated on squeezing the essential oil, and felt a little nervous.

"That..."

"Shh~".

"Don't talk."

Mai Ko raised his index finger and put it on He Tuo's mouth.

"Close your eyes."

"I will give you the most comfortable massage in this life."

He Tuo slowly closed his eyes.

Maiko deserves to be a top masseuse.

Skillful and experienced.

He Tuo enjoyed it very much and immersed himself in it.

Early the next morning.

Mai Ko made breakfast and woke up He Tuo, who was still asleep.

"Ho."

"Ho!"

Mai Ko woke He Tuo softly.

"It's time, it's almost breakfast."

He Tuo slept on the massage table all night after the massage.

"This feels so good."

He Tuo was surprised to find that the tiredness in his body had disappeared.

The muscles seem to be rejuvenated, and there is no fatigue at all.

For the first time, he felt first-hand the importance of masseurs in football.

After the game, a proper massage can greatly reduce the possibility of muscle injury to the player.

That's why Chelsea invested heavily in McAcome.

He threw a grateful look at Maikom.

Maiko looked resentful.

This little one has no conscience.

I was so comfortable last night that I fell asleep directly.

I didn't even think about making myself comfortable.

No way.

You can't let him go next time!