The years I played football at Real Madrid

Chapter 142 Sleeping

James, who "had a good conversation" with Ronaldo, forgot about Isco, and Allen fell asleep directly-so Isco waited hungry that night.

Allen also vaguely remembered that something was wrong, and woke up again, and found that the surroundings were dark, and touched it, as if lying on a dark bed.

He was startled and let out a short cry.

Someone next to him fumbled to turn on the light, the light was very dark, obviously, the room was made so dark for a sufficient sleep.The man rubbed his eyes, "What are you doing?"

Allen was stunned to find that the man turned out to be Ronaldo.

"Why am I here!?" Allen clutched the quilt in fright, "Aren't we eating?"

Ronaldo knew it was Allen, and he yawned, "Where is James? Missing?"

Allen felt it and replied, "James is asleep."

Ronaldo's voice became much quieter. "It's nothing, it's nothing, you, do you want to continue sleeping, or go to the next room?"

"Go to the next room." Allen said, "I don't even know...what's going on here, why did they sleep together?"

He still couldn't believe that he fell asleep next to Ronaldo so quickly and suddenly. He looked at his paws and then at his feet, still in a dazed state.

Hearing what he said, Ronaldo frowned, "After I came back, I chatted with James for a while, and we slept together when we were sleepy. Are you going to the next door? If not, just lie down and sleep. Sleep is very important for professional players. It's very important for us. We have a game tomorrow."

Allen lay down carefully.He folded his hands in front of his chest, behaved well, not even daring to move his eyeballs.

Ronaldo soon fell asleep again.

The room was dark again, even if Alan opened his eyes wide, he couldn't see it. He probably couldn't see his fingers when he stretched out his hand.Is it too dark?Kind of scary.Allen likes to keep a small lamp by his bedside. It is dim yellow and shines on people's eyelids, making them drowsy and has a sleepy atmosphere.

He slept for too long before, but now he is very energetic. After a while, he held his breath and counted C Luo's breaths, inhaling and exhaling according to his breathing, very boring.

Ronaldo slept very well, and his breathing was very long. Allen was a little distracted when he counted.

It seems that something has been forgotten.

Allen tried his best to recall that he had just woken up and didn't know what day and night it was. He was in a daze for a while, and then suddenly remembered—did Isco say that he would wait for him to go home?

Isco also said angrily that he would not have dinner that night, and told him to go home early after dinner. If it was inconvenient, he could call Isco to pick him up.

Now?

Allen screamed silently, opened his mouth wide, and dared not make any sound.He fumbled for his phone to check the time.After touching for a while, he touched Luo's bare thigh next to him. He paused, then slowly moved back, groping in a small area of ​​his own.No clothes or pants, just a pair of underwear... God, what the hell did James do! !

Wait, where's the phone?Where is the phone?bedside?

Alan moved over to touch the head of the bed little by little. The furnishings in Ronaldo's house were completely different from his. There was no bedside table. Alan found nothing, and the room was dark, so he couldn't find his mobile phone at all. up.

He didn't dare to disturb Ronaldo's sleep, but he was worried that Isco really didn't eat, so he was anxious and his forehead was sweating.

After a while, he stretched out another leg. Slowly, both legs stretched out, and he stepped on the ground carefully. He stepped on some fabric, probably his clothes and pants.Allen was overjoyed, squatted down slowly, got out of bed, and rummaged through his mobile phone.

The phone was found.

Allen was afraid that the light would disturb Ronaldo's sleep, so the clothes covered his head and curled up before turning on the phone.

It's already 1 o'clock in the evening.

Isco made six calls and sent one text.Allen clicked on the text message and took a look.

Isco: "It's 12 o'clock and you still haven't come back! I'm really angry! Are you at Ronaldo's house now? Are you still coming back? If you don't come back, I will be really angry! I haven't even had dinner eat!"

Sure enough, I didn't eat dinner.Allen felt sorry for him a little bit, and a little bit thought he was childish and funny.Allen carefully texted Isco. "I'm sorry. I slept with Cristiano and I won't come back at night. Remember to eat."

It's so late, it may not be good for your body to eat again.

Allen sent another message, "Forget it, don't eat, go to sleep, don't wait for me."

Isco's text message came right away.It was obvious that Isco was very angry. "You are indeed at Ronaldo's house!"

Allen was taken aback.

Isco immediately sent another text message, "I haven't slept yet, I'll pick you up! You tell Ronaldo, let's go, let's go home."

Allen replied: "Not too good, Cristiano and I have already fallen asleep, and our clothes and pants have been taken off. If we put on our clothes and leave again, it will take too much time."

Isco saw it, it was worth it, and he blew up on the spot.

"You stupid pig!"

"You promised me to come back!"

"I'm waiting for you without even eating dinner!"

"I've been awake waiting for you!"

"You slept with Ronaldo? Huh? You slept??! Ah!!!!"

It's already one o'clock, and it's normal to fall asleep. The only abnormal thing is that James and Ronaldo slept in Ronaldo's room after talking for a long time, and let him sleep with Ronaldo facing him as soon as he woke up. situation.Embarrassment is a bit embarrassing, but think about it carefully... Hey, he finally slept with his idol Ronaldo!

It's more exciting than holding a signed jersey.

What many fans can't do - especially male fans - he actually did it!

Wow... Ronaldo's bed smells so good, smell it carefully, um, smell it again.He will remember it forever!

He hadn't been addicted to it for a long time before Isco called. Fortunately, the phone was silent and there was no sound, but Allen didn't dare to answer the phone. Once he answered the phone, he would definitely wake up Ronaldo. Although Ronaldo wouldn't directly Angry at him, but it sure sucks to be woken up, especially with a game ahead.

Allen didn't answer Isco's call and sent him a text message. "Cristiano is already fast asleep, I can't wake him up again, he just sleeps next to me."

Isco's text message also came. "I am coming over now!!"

Allen quickly texted him: "Don't come over."

"It's too late, you'd better have a good rest, I'm also very tired, I don't want to make a fuss."

"What do you mean you're tired too? You..." Isco sent another text message, "Put on your clothes and pants, I'll be right over, follow me!"

"No, there's still a game tomorrow, it's really too late now."

Isco replied: "Are you trying to piss me off?" "How can I sleep?"

Allen asked him: "Are you too hungry? There is a sandwich I left in the refrigerator. Eat it, and you won't be unable to sleep."

After waiting there for a while, it may be that Isco realized that their sleep is not the meaning of "sleep".The clear is clear, and the turbid is turbid. Whatever Isco thinks in his heart, he thinks what other people are like.In fact, if you think about it carefully, how is it possible for Allen and Ronaldo, it is completely impossible.

Allen is a fan of Ronaldo, but that's all, he hasn't figured it out yet.

Ronaldo took care of Allen as his own brother, and he didn't mean that at all, and Allen was going to take over Portugal after Ronaldo. Would Ronaldo dare to do anything to him?

Isco regained his logic, and while answering Allen's text message, he ate a cold sandwich. "The sandwiches are not good. They are too hard after being left for a long time."

Allen pursed his lips and smiled, and replied: "I think it's delicious, and I specially left a small piece for you. There's nothing else to eat, so you can just eat it."

Isco advised him again: "It's too late, you go to bed early."

Allen nodded quietly, getting ready to sleep.Isco's text message came. "You sleep together without clothes on?"

Allen was embarrassed, "I was wearing underwear. It seems that Cristiano only wore underwear."

Isco had a headache for a moment and wanted to hit the wall, but he could only do psychological construction for himself, it didn't matter, it didn't matter, the two were just ordinary brothers.

"Why don't you sleep in your clothes?"

"Jeans are inconvenient to wear to sleep."

Isco also thought about it, "Then your sleeping habits are all right? You don't turn over in the middle of the night, right?"

Allen promised him no, and Isco let him go to sleep.

Allen climbed into bed carefully like a thief, and slept in a place far away from Ronaldo, full of happiness, feeling as if he could have a good dream as soon as he closed his eyes.

He closed his eyes.

Ronaldo said lightly: "Finish talking with Isco? Do you want to make another video call?"

Allen was taken aback, "You, are you pretending to be asleep?"

Ronaldo said angrily: "You touched my thigh again, and crawled back and forth on the bed. Am I a dead person? The dead will be woken up by you. You have been chatting with Isco for so long, What are you talking about? I told you to stay away from Isco, why don’t you listen to me at all? Are you an idiot? I told you to go to sleep, you..."

Allen smiled at him, although the room was too dark and Ronaldo couldn't see.

But Allen's smile can be felt from his words.Allen smiled and buried his face in the pillow. "Cristiano, your bed smells so good, just like you!"

Ronaldo blushed, although the room was too dark for Allen to see, but he pretended to cough, the fake could no longer be fake. "Okay, sleep, don't talk or move. If you wake me up again, I'll throw you out."

Allen was quiet.

After a while, Allen was about to fall asleep, and Ronaldo suddenly said: "This is Cristianoronaldolegacy perfume, from my brand, it really smells good, right?"

"Well, it smells good."

Ronaldo laughed, "I'll give you a bottle tomorrow."

"Okay, okay!"

Allen fell asleep with a sense of happiness.