Hero of the Penalty Area

Chapter 222 Empty, Lonely and Cold (5050 monthly pass plus more)

Chen Yingxiong, Denisov, Arshavin, Anyukov, Krzakov, and Domingos did not follow the team back to the hotel where they stayed after the game. He changed his clothes and slipped out through another door.

They have another appointment.

Outside, they met Scotter.

Anyukov went up and punched Skrtel in the stomach. Skrtel bowed and hid, but pretended that he was hit in pain.

"Ah, you hurt me!"

"Go to hell, I didn't even touch you!"

Krzakov kicked Scotter's puckered butt

A group of people laughed.

Friends haven't seen each other for a long time, and there is still no feeling of goodbye.

After laughing, Scotter first looked at Chen Yingxiong.

He gave Chen Yingxiong a thumbs up: "Good job!"

Yingxiong Chen is not modest at all: "That is! Don't look at who I am, I am Yingxiong Chen! Haha! Hat trick, do what you say!"

Scotter patted Chen Yingxiong's shoulder vigorously: "Unfortunately you went to Naples. If you run into it in the future, you will be your opponent..."

"Don't worry." Chen Yingxiong nodded. "I won't be merciful!"

"Fuck! This is my line!"

"Ahahaha!" Chen Yingxiong laughed triumphantly.

Skrtel stopped talking to Chen Yingxiong. He pointed to a black business car parked behind him.

"I know a fun place, I'll take you to have a good time... By the way, let me ask, if you don't return all night today... Isn't it okay?"

Several people nodded at the same time: "Dick will be on vacation until tomorrow morning!"

Skrtel snapped his fingers: "Then let's have a good time, guys!!"

"Oh oh oh oh!"

A pack of wolves howled excitedly.

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Sharapova called Chen Yingxiong. After winning the championship, she sent a text message. Chen Yingxiong responded to her with one message and nothing else.

No matter how she fights, there is always no one to answer.

She frowned.

What is this kid doing!

Wouldn't you go out to celebrate with his teammates?

Well, it's quite possible...

Thinking of this, Sharapova decided not to fight. She knew it was useless to fight at this time, and Chen Yingxiong would definitely not hear it.

It's just that she still feels a little uncomfortable.

Shouldn't you talk on the phone with your girlfriend at this time?

This bastard!

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Chen Yingxiong, who had this **** girl in his arms, couldn't help but fought a cold war. The fabric on the girl sitting on her lap is so pitiful that she can barely cover three important parts...

Chen Yingxiong was holding a wine glass in his other hand. The wine in it had already been half-drinked, and the girl in his arms was pouring him wine.

The music in the private room was very strong, and his heart was beating wildly.

Alcohol stimulates his brain. Sharapova had long been thrown out of the sky by him. At this time, he wanted to relax and have fun.

How long hasn't he been to such a lively occasion? Since I met Sharapova, he has never been here again. Except for the occasional chance to meet Sharapova, the usual life is not much different from that of the ascetic.

After all, he is a young man who has not yet reached the age of twenty. He is strong and has nowhere to vent his excess energy. He can't always watch "Gourd Baby" practice the technique of left and right slaps?

Therefore, this time he indulged in sensuality and wanted to vent his long suppressed desires.

The **** girl filled Chen Yingxiong with wine, but took a sip by herself with a glass of wine. Then, with a charming and seductive smile on her face, she kissed Chen Yingxiong and then poured the liquor in her mouth.

Without imported German wine, it flowed from between the lips of the two of them, flowing along Chen Yingxiong's chin, neck and mouth to his chest.

The **** girl also sucked and kissed down the wine, and went all the way down, over the neck, through the chest, and finally reached the lower abdomen...

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But when Chen Yingxiong woke up again, he was already in the hotel room. But this is definitely not the hotel where the team stayed.

He doesn't know which hotel this is, but it doesn't matter.

There is only one bed in the huge room, and beside him lies a naked woman.

Chen Yingxiong recognized that it was the **** woman who accompanied him yesterday.

Good job.

This is Chen Yingxiong's only evaluation of this woman, worthy of the pounds given by Scott.

As for the others... In fact, he doesn't even remember what this woman looks like. Now that the woman is lying on the bed with her back facing him, it is impossible for him to run to turn over others, just to see what the parents are like.

He noticed his mobile phone on the bedside, and it seemed that there was a missed call.

Pick it up and take a look-it's Sharapova.

Chen Yingxiong took a breath.

He played so crazy yesterday that he really forgot his girlfriend...

There are three missed calls, all of them from last night.

I didn't answer her phone all night, I don't know what the phone will look like...

At this moment, the phone in his hand suddenly rang and vibrated.

The frightened hero Chen almost threw the phone out with his hand.

Fortunately, he responded quickly and caught it again.

At the same time hurriedly ran from the bed to the bathroom, closed the door,

After a lot of confusion, he answered the phone.

While answering the phone, he also copied a disposable toothbrush from the toilet table and held it in his mouth.

"Hey, my dear!" He greeted Sharapova who had called enthusiastically.

"Good morning, dear. Have you gotten up?" Sharapova's voice came from over there.

Chen Yingxiong listened carefully and analyzed from Sharapova's tone and tone of voice whether she knew what she did yesterday.

But everything is normal.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but did not dare to be careless. I was afraid that this was Sharapova's strategy of "getting to catch and letting go", so she waited for a sudden attack when she relaxed her vigilance.

"Ah, I, I just got up. He—" To be more realistic, he pretended to yawn.

"How did you play yesterday?" Sharapova asked.

At this moment, Chen Yingxiong's heart beat abruptly and then stopped.

Does she know?

This thought popped in his mind.

"Ah, okay, okay!" Because she didn't know what Sharapova's words meant, Chen Yingxiong could only prevaricate, and then watch the opponent's reaction.

"Is it just okay?" Sharapova asked with a smile.

Chen Yingxiong Khan is all down.

"Uh, it's more lively... well, there are a lot of people... everyone is very happy..." He didn't know what he was talking about anymore.

"Of course I'm happy. After all, you guys are the champions. Wouldn't you be happy to celebrate?" Sharapova's laughter sounded over there.

Chen Yingxiong's heart finally returned to the original place. He knew that what Sharapova said was not the same thing as what he thought.

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the bathroom, and a woman's voice: "Are you still okay, dear?"

With a hiss, Chen Yingxiong's heart stopped beating again.

"Who is talking?" Sharapova apparently heard it too, and... she was suspicious!

At this time, Hero Chen suddenly blessed his soul and his inspiration flashed! He reacted: "Ah! It's Denisov! You know, that guy always likes to make such silly jokes! Let me teach him!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Yingxiong suddenly opened the bathroom, and waved vigorously at the naked woman, while shouting in his mouth: "Damn it! Captain! I told you that you are not good to me. It works! Don't frame me in front of my girlfriend!"

After speaking, he closed the bathroom door abruptly and let out a breath. I hope that woman knows what's going on and don't bother him again!

"Okay, that kid ran away!"

Sharapova laughed.

"He is really interesting!"

"No, it's really boring, that boring bitch!" Chen Yingxiong was muttering in his heart-for the sake of my sexual blessing, you should sacrifice once, leader!

"I kept calling you yesterday, but you didn't answer it. I think I should make up, so I called you again-congratulations, dear! Your performance yesterday was perfect!"

"Actually, it's not perfect..."

"how?"

"Because you weren't by my side yesterday..."

Chen Yingxiong's mouth was sloppy again after he was relieved, thinking about molesting and molesting his girlfriend. He is not at all worried now that his girlfriend might find out that he was sleeping on a bed with a strange woman last night.

Sharapova didn't smile this time.

In fact, she really hopes to be with Chen Yingxiong last night, but unfortunately, in order to prepare for the French Open, she has been very slow recently, and she managed to squeeze it out in half a day yesterday. So after watching the game, she rushed back to France overnight, in order not to delay today's training.

After Chen Yingxiong discovered that Sharapova was silent, he also discovered this problem.

Although it was a joke just now, deep down in his heart, he was really not satisfied that the two of them couldn't see each other several times a year, and finally saw him secretly, just like being a thief.

"Maria..."

"Sorry, dear. I, uh...I also have my own business, I promise to accompany you after playing the French Open!"

Every time Chen Yingxiong complained to Sharapova that the time between two people was too short, Sharapova always said that she also had her career.

For this reason, he has nothing to say. Sharapova does have her own business, that's right. But the problem is that I also have my own business, and I don't think it's normal to meet only a few times a year.

A man and a woman who were supposed to be in a period of passion, but always separated from each other for such a long time, it is really very sad.

Suddenly, Chen Yingxiong had no interest in joking with Sharapova. "Oh, all right, Maria. Where do you want to go?"

"Whatever." Sharapova didn't ask for anything to make up for the debt in her heart.

"Is there any place in the world?"

"You hate it! I mean, you can do it anywhere, as long as you are with you."

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When Chen Yingxiong hung up the phone and walked out of the bathroom, the woman had already left, and traces of the fight last night could still be seen on the messy bed.

Looking at the empty hotel room, Chen Yingxiong curled his lips.

Empty, lonely, cold...

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***, starting from the weekend, it took more than an hour than usual. After dinner, I cleaned up and turned on the computer.

It's a bit late, sorry~