Reborn on Top of Football

"Is it a victory?" Leoni asked after turning on the air conditioner and adjusting the temperature.

Wang Ai, who was drinking milk and eating meat, could only shut up and nodded, and looked at Huang Xin's expression. Seeing her frowning all the time, Wang Ai swallowed and said, "Huang Xin, this is what I think. It depends on you. Meaning. If the two of us disagree, I will speak first and listen to you."

Huang Xin heard the sound and raised her head: "I don't think there is anything wrong, just a little surprised. My name is simple enough, I thought you would give your child a more charming name, like... um. "

Wang Ai shook his head as if he hadn't heard the meaning behind the words: "The name is a code name, and my name is simple. Doesn't it still resound throughout the world? How many times has my name appeared in the People's Daily in these years? But you Don’t think I’m fooling, no.”

Speaking of this, Wang Ai raised the teapot and drank it dry, wiped his mouth, and went to the bathroom with the kettle in his hand. He washed it back and put it on the window sill: "Just like you said, your body is innate. Thin, our child inherits half of me, and will certainly inherit half of you. But my circle and I are both competitive, so this child may grow up in an environment where his body is not as good as others, resulting in low self-esteem. Feeling. I named him Sheng, hoping that even if his physical condition is a little worse than others, he will be more competitive, mainly to balance your mother’s overly indifferent character."

Huang Xin thought for a while and was finally satisfied: "Unexpectedly, you still thought about so much."

Wang Ai suddenly opened his arms: "After seven or eight months, I am finally ready to be a father. Damn, I was a child yesterday!"

After finishing talking, Wang Ai looked at Huang Xin ferociously: "I blame you, I haven't..."

Huang Xin hurriedly said, "What if it is a daughter?"

One sentence put Wang Ai's next words in his mouth, and he was stunned for a second: "Yes, my daughter's name is Shengwei, Wang Yue? Isn't it too jumpy? Isn't it called Wang Yuesheng? It's a bit like a man, eh... …Come on, call Wang Shiyue? How about? National Day month? Golden Autumn October?"

This time it was Huang Xin's turn to start thinking: "Let me think about it, your name is too hard, not like a girl."

Wang Ai shook his head: "You can't be too soft, anyway, I am responsible for the proposal, and you are responsible for approving it."

After finishing talking, he straightened up and got close to Huang Xin, and untied the straps of her clothes: "Seven months, it's okay, hehe."

"Don't you, don't you." Huang Xin refused: "You let me think about it again, you should talk to Leo Ni first...his."

How can Wang Ai be as she wishes? After a meeting, Huang Xin panted: "You, you have to be careful."

Of course Wang Ai was careful, set her up carefully, and started cautiously. Both of them knew that this was not a time to just do whatever they wanted, just to quench their thirst.

Not quite, Huang Xin took the initiative to stop: "It's better to be careful, I don't think so much, so be it, and I will do whatever you want when the child is born."

Here, Wang Ai put Huang Xin's quilt on, and there Leo Ni can't help it. The two were afraid that Huang Xin ran to the next door for 20 minutes. This time it was not as gentle and drizzle as before. It was lightning and thunder.

When he came back, Huang Xin hadn't slept and was still reading the Parenting Sutra. He looked up and saw the two of them come back and smiled and said: "You don't have to avoid me. Besides, I want to see it.

Wang Ai went to bed, took off the book in Huang Xin's hand, and helped her to lie down: "You still don't want to?"

"Not thinking, but curiosity." Huang Xin was still stern.

Leo Ni has turned off the light over there, leaning on Huang Xin's left, holding hands with Wang Ai across Huang Xin, and putting them on Huang Xin’s stomach together: "The first child in the family, I really want to hurry up. See him running on the grass."

The next morning, I don't know who woke up first, so the three of them got up to wash separately. Wang Ai, who was brushing his teeth in the bathroom, suddenly raised his head and looked at the left and right: "You said, am I being too lewd? Doing bad things so confidently?"

Leonie shrugged indifferently, Huang Xin smiled, took a towel and wiped her face: "Knowing it is a bad thing, it shows that your view of right and wrong is not wrong. I am even more worried about our children growing up in such a family environment. Here, even the view of right and wrong is wrong."

Hearing this, Wang Ai put away his smile and nodded solemnly: "You are right, you must correct the child."

"I don't have this, so do I have to make it interesting for the child?" Leoni said lightly over there, drew the two glaring gazes, and the scared Leoni quickly said: "But if you want to, like this, Children will question their parents very early. You, especially you, as a father, may start to face your children's accusations very early."

Wang Ai thought for a while, and took a towel to wipe his face and mouth, and then nodded: "That's okay, I will break my star aura earlier, so that the children can see their father's shortcomings and encourage them to make progress earlier."

The three of them talked and laughed and came out from the backyard. Wang Bin and Ai Xiaoqing, who were coming back from the outside with a lot of Beijing special breakfast, looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly. NS.

After eating breakfast, Ai Xiaoqing saw that his son was strangely not eating meat and only vegetarian: "Did you eat too much last night?"

"No." Wang Ai knocked on the boiled egg: "Drug test."

"Drug test? Do you still need a drug test after the World Cup?"

"Flying drug test." Wang Aiyan put an egg in his mouth concisely. Seeing his old lady, she was still a little confused: "It's easy to break the ban when we are struggling during the season. Although we use stimulants for nothing, usually flying drug test is not useful For football players, there are exceptions. We have made such a big breakthrough this time, so we have to guard against it. Yesterday I came back from South Africa and read some foreign newspapers and started speculation in this regard. In short, the Chinese are in the eyes of many white people. Here, existence is sin, and I can’t give them an excuse."

Wang Bin raised his eyebrows when he heard the sound, Ai Xiaoqing placed his chopsticks and scolded an asshole.

Wang Ai in turn comforted the old lady: "It's okay. I checked me eight times in seven games in South Africa. I am used to it. Your son's good reputation can only be established after such waves of tests."

Ai Xiaoqing picked up the chopsticks again, and Wang Bin said slowly from the side: "You have been very calm so far. That's good. I hope you can still do this when you come back outside and guard against arrogance and impetuosity. Listen. Say you made a big call on the plane back yesterday and beat your teammates so hard, then I have to beat you too."

Wang Bin pressed Wang Ai's half-opened "People's Daily" with his hand, and looked at his son's eyes: "You must remain humble and cautious, not arrogant, and hard work."

Wang Ai stunned for a while, looked up at his father, and nodded solemnly: "I understand, Dad!"