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Chapter 199 The entanglement of fate

Naturally, a drunkard cannot be left in a hotel directly, not to mention that the other party is a legend of Argentine football. In desperation, Chen Mo had no choice but to take Caniggia home, who had completely slept to death.

"I didn't expect him to be quite light."

Mohei turned on the light, and Chen Mo carried Caniggia into the house. Yuechi Xun, who was carrying large and small bags, closed the door behind him: "You put him on the sofa first, and I'll make his bed."

"Make the bed?"

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment and looked hesitant: "How about we let him sleep on the sofa?"

"No, he is a guest."

Yuechi Xun pointed towards the bathroom and then walked into Chen Mo's room.

It's true. You know I'm a bit mysophobic.

Suddenly, there was a feeling in my heart that during the Chinese New Year in the Dragon Kingdom, distant relatives came to stay for a few days and slept in the same bed with me. But at this time, there was no other good way. Chen Mo carried Kaginia on his shoulders.

Sit on the sofa.

On the way back, the two of them had taken him to a bathing center on the roadside to clean him. There was no dirt on his body, and even his unshaven face had become extremely smooth.

"He is indeed a handsome guy just like me."

Glancing at Caniggia's profile, Chen nodded silently.

Not long after, Yue Chixun made the bed. Amid her shouts, Chen Mo pushed Caniggia onto his bed, clapped his hands, and looked around with his hands on his hips, feeling a little strange: "Where is my floor?"

"You will sleep in my room tonight."

"ha?!"

Chen Mo's eyes widened for a moment, and Yue Chixun's pretty face turned red. He immediately flicked his chin and turned his head sideways, "You can sleep on the sofa if you want!"

"Hey, hey, don't! I don't want to sleep on the sofa!"

Without waiting for Yue Chixun to reply, Chen Mo immediately rushed out of the bedroom holding the pillow. Looking at Chen Mo's anxious back, Yue Chixun clenched his fists and his face was so red that he was about to bleed.

Although the two have been in a relationship for a long time, Chen Mo was too young after all, and the amount of training every day was extremely heavy. He was worried that his body would not be able to bear it. Even though Yue Chixun was already twenty years old and had such needs, he never mentioned it proactively, and Chen Mo was in

When it comes to relationships, I'm a complete novice. I don't know how to speak. I can't say "Hey, let's have a hard time," right?

It's a strange couple's way of getting along. The two of them did feel a little awkward at first, but after a while, both of them got used to it.

"He is already eighteen years old."

Strange thoughts flashed through his mind. Autumn water flowed in Yue Chixun's big eyes. He swallowed and carefully closed the light and door. On the other side, he rushed to Yue Chixun's room with a pillow in his arms.

Chen Mo, however, lived in Bengbu.

Against the wall on the right is a soft single bed, on the left is a small TV connected to a DVD, and on the ground in the middle is a thick pile of mats.

Or sleep on the floor.

disappointment.

Chen Mo sighed and put down the pillow. Yue Chixun, who walked in the door, saw the disappointed expression on his face and smiled at the corners of his eyes. He walked to the cabinet and pulled out a set of pink cotton underwear.

I'll wash it first."

"You go wash up first and I'll watch TV for a while."

Chen Mo put Kaka's game video into the DVD, returned to the floor and sat cross-legged, holding his chin with his left hand and pressing the remote control with his right hand, watching the gradually clearer picture on the TV, his face full of lack of interest.

Seeing this scene, Yue Chixun raised a smile again at the corner of his mouth. He didn't express anything, he just hummed a happy song, stepped on his white calves with small sandals, and walked into the bathroom by himself.

"Why."

The fragrant breeze filled his nostrils. Through the door, he glanced at Yue Chixun's back as he walked into the bathroom. Hearing the sound of water falling in his ears, Chen Mo sighed again, shook his head, and then focused on the TV screen.

Women always take a bath very slowly. Half an hour later, Yuechi Xun, wearing a white nightgown, her black hair tied back, and covered in moisture, came back to the room biting a hair tie.

"Here, your fat one."

The fragrant wind filled his nostrils, Chen Mo sniffed, rolled his eyes at Yuechi Xun, pressed the pause button, took the change of clothes from the other party, and walked into the bathroom. He pushed his black hair back and raised his head to let the cool water flow through the sky.

Chen Mo felt that the restless fire in his heart gradually subsided, but soon, Yue Chixun's enchanting body curves appeared in his mind again.

"What a monster! No, no, no, no, I can't wash it anymore!"

To avoid getting into trouble, Chen Mo hurriedly took a shower without blowing his hair with a hair dryer. He put on a pair of large underpants and was naked from the waist up. He rubbed his head with a towel and pushed the door back to the room. But as soon as he opened the door, there was a cold and cold face.

Her hot body fell into her arms.

"You, uh!"

The lights went out, and before Chen Mo, who was pushed against the wall, had time to react, his lips were blocked and his breath hit the wings of his nose. The next second, a pair of big eyes flashing under the TV fluorescent light appeared in front of him, full of tension and tension.

.Desire, and looking further away, Okamoto's plastic cover on the bedside table shines under the fluorescent light.

"Stop talking and kiss me."

Yue Chi Xun huh huh, feeling her nervousness, Chen Mo's emotions gradually calmed down, he closed his eyes and put his arms around the girl's waist.

The room was quiet, and the violent heartbeat flowing in the air gradually became steady and long.

Just as the two of them were becoming more and more affectionate and moving towards the bed step by step, suddenly, "Ugh! Ugh!!!"

The sound of violent vomiting came from the next room.

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The beautiful atmosphere was broken instantly. Yue Chixun opened his eyes instantly, pushed Chen Mo away, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with his arm, and said with a shy face, "Go and see him!"

"Leave him alone."

".no!"

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Caniggia was so tormented that he vomited for most of the night. Under such circumstances, the beautiful coming-of-age ceremony could not continue. What made Chen Mo most angry was that the next morning, when he and Yuechi Xun had just woken up, Caniggia

He disappeared from home, leaving only a note saying "Your bed is too hard".

Shivering and cold.

However, Chen Mo was not troubled by this incident for too long. Soon, he completely turned his attention back to football. However, with Vieira's injury, things began to take a turn for the worse.

On October 16th, Arsenal played against the mid-table Premier League team Aston Villa at home. All fans expected to win this game with a big score, but the ending was not satisfactory. In the 13th minute of the first half, Arsenal

Na was defeated by Aston Villa first, and it was not until the final stoppage time of the game that Henry scored the equalizing goal.

In this game, due to Vieira's absence, Wenger was hesitant to put Chen Mo, a 17-year-old youngster, directly at the core of the offense, and the overall tactical thinking began to become somewhat sticky.

I still want to use the playing style of the previous three all-around midfielders, but Pennant, the all-around midfielder who came on to replace Vieira, is not strong enough. He can indeed attack and defend, but his overall hexagonal attributes are not high, especially

On the defensive end, he can't be compared to Vieira at all.

This caused Chen Mo to focus a lot of time and energy on the defensive end, and he was exhausted and kept retreating to help defend. This also caused Arsenal's frontcourt and midfield to become intermittent and unable to organize a stable and effective offensive.

Neither Essien nor Pennant has organizational skills!

After this game, Chen Mo scored the lowest score of his career, 2.7 points and ran 16.3 kilometers, but his performance on both offense and defense was catastrophic!

[Moth! He's sucking Vieira's blood!]

【He can never be Vieira!】

[Mr. Wenger made a mistake!]

[Arsenal’s winning streak is about to end, and Chen Mo will be a sinner in Arsenal’s history!]

[Golden Boy Award? Oh no, no, no, Chen Mo did perform very well in the previous games, but he can't compare to Rooney. Rooney had a thigh-level performance at Everton last year, and he just stood on the shoulders of giants.

.Yes, without Vieira behind him, he has no idea how to play football.】

[A week later, Manchester United will tell Wenger who is the master of England!]

The night wind is slightly drunk, and the street lights are dim.

"These reporters don't know anything!"

Wearing a hooded sweatshirt, Chen Mo, who had just finished a half-mile run of seven kilometers, was sitting on a bench next to the Thames River, listening to music. His eyes glanced at the newspaper in the hand of the old man next to him. His eyes were full of unwillingness and anger, and his fists were clenched unconsciously.

It was tight, but gradually, these emotions gradually subsided.

[The gift given by fate has already marked its price secretly]

"Is this the price?"

Chen Mo took a deep breath, shook his head, stood up and started to return along the river embankment. But as soon as he reached a sparsely populated area, suddenly there were calls for help from the river embankment beside him.

"helphelpme"

"?"

Chen Mo was stunned. He walked to the railing and took off his hood and looked down. He saw a familiar blond drunk lying in the weeds by the river with a wine bottle in his arms.

caniggia

(End of chapter)