Chapter 290 Son of the East (10)

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 At nine o'clock in the evening, Wang Ai entertained several central-level media at the hotel where he settled. There were many reporters, and Wang Ai could not entertain them one by one. He could only entrust the cadres of the Chinese Football Association who followed Yan Shiduo to help him distribute a ball per head to the reporters.

A coupon with a face value of ten euros.

The light of Milan!

Wang Ai's teammates in China have all received it. This time, he originally wanted to give it to his national team teammates through Lao Gao. Since the reporters are here, it's just a promotional tool anyway, so I just distributed some.

Wang Ai held the trophy in his hand and allowed reporters to take pictures in the hotel room, and then chatted casually with everyone. Because they were all on his own, the atmosphere was relatively relaxed and there was no thunder. In other words, at this moment, Wang Ai was standing there

Even if you don’t say a word, people are watching! In the middle of the FIFA awards ceremony, a CCTV program was interrupted in the middle of the night!

I’m always proud of myself!

Duan Xuan promised Wang Ai: You will be on "Xinwen Lianbo" tomorrow night!

He Wei promises: I will record it for you and send it to you later!

Before the reception, Wang Ai specifically asked Yan Shiduo about his itinerary. As a result, the chairman said that he would accompany him to Italy to watch a Coppa Italia and have friendly contacts with Moratti. Then they would return to China together to attend the AFC 2008 in Shanghai.

Annual Awards Ceremony.

The AFC Awards Ceremony is not as stingy as Lawrence of China. Over the years, Wang Ai has been "loved and cared for". Otherwise, there is really no guarantee whether Wang Ai will attend.

It was busy until 11:30 in the evening, when the reporters dispersed, and Yan Zhu and Zhao Dan also retreated to the outer room.

Wang Ai then pulled off his tie. He didn't like having a rope tied around his free neck, even if it was a beautiful rope. He was used to wearing loose sportswear all year round.

In a luxurious room that was almost the same as the night of the Golden Globe Awards, Wang Ai threw down his tie and unbuttoned his suit and looked around: "Where have everyone gone?"

The bedroom door opened after hearing the sound, revealing Leonie's face: "I've gone to bed early."

Wang Ai stood up and took off his clothes and pants. He was so tired this day that his face hardened from laughter, so he pulled off his clothes and said, "No, I have to take a shower."

Xu Qinglian also came out to help Wang Ai pick up the clothes and pants thrown on the ground without complaining to him. It had been eight hours since three o'clock in the afternoon. Wang Ai had been working at high intensity, whether attending the award ceremony or afterwards.

At the reception, whether talking to Blatter or asking the leaders about their schedule, it was all work. Even with the last wave of reporters we entertained, we couldn’t really say everything.

For example, Duan Xuan, He Wei, Tao Wei, and Lin Long were all invited to the Maldives by Wang Ai. They would definitely notice something, but Wang Ai would never admit it on his own initiative.

When everyone left and only his own people were left, Wang Ai stopped pretending.

"Come, have something to eat!" Xu Qinglian, who helped Wang Ai put away her clothes, held up a thermos bucket.

As soon as Wang Ai opened it, oh, beef brisket!

"How did you know I would be hungry?" Wang Ai said vaguely while eating.

Xu Qinglian felt distressed and helped Wang Ai wipe the soup dripping from the corner of her mouth: "I don't know, I have been talking to Mathilde and her children. Kangsi arranged it and asked the hotel to order it specially."

"Oh, that's right." Wang Ai nodded: "It would be useful to have her as an assistant."

Fengjuan Canyun ate more than half a catty and drank a lot of the soup in the thermos bucket. Wang Ai finally came to his senses and shook his head: "You two play first, I'll take a shower. By the way, Huang Xin and Shi Wen

Where is Jun? And where is Kangsi?"

Leonie leaned against the wall: "We were celebrating in the room when you went to the cocktail party. They both went to bed long ago. Kangsi is probably asleep too, and she is next door. Do you have anything to talk to her about?"

Wang Ai looked at Leonie, blinked, and pulled Leonie over: "Have you heard of a Chinese saying?"

Leonie smiled broadly in Wang Ai's arms: "What?"

"I'm full and warm!" Wang Ai laughed ferociously and pulled Leonie into the bathroom, and then looked at Xu Qinglian who was arranging the quilt: "Don't wait for me to go out and grab you, come in quickly and serve the master while I bathe and change clothes.

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Xu Qinglian rolled her eyes and came in after a while.

Today, under the attention of the whole world, the man has become the number one Chinese and the number one yellow man. She only made such a small request, but if she still loses her temper, she will not be able to forgive herself.

Xu Qinglian originally thought that there was already a fight in the room, but unexpectedly when she came in, she found that the two of them were rushing to each other. Leonie's half-length golden brown braid had been untied and spread behind her, and there was a rainbow under the golden shower head.

Water splashes of the same color hit her smooth and white forehead and proud figure. Next to her, the man's strong body seemed to be walking through the rain curtain.

"Come on, take a quick shower and you're ready to take a bath." Wang Ai waved: "By the way, I haven't taken a mandarin duck bath yet!"

Xu Qinglian unfolded her bathrobe and hung it on a hook at the door. She walked into the bathroom and turned on the faucet, tested the water temperature and said, "The mandarin ducks are a pair, but we are three."

Wang Ai smiled and leaned forward, hugged Xu Qinglian's waist, and gave her a couple of kisses: "I am the master key!"

"Go, go, go." Xu Qinglian pushed Wang Ai's mouth: "It smells like beef. Go brush your teeth first before kissing me, so that I won't bite you."

"And!" Wang Ai picked up the toothbrush and toothpaste: "Leoni doesn't dislike me!"

At this time, Leonie turned off the faucet and said Shi Shiran across from Mist Zhao Zhao: "That's because I also ate it."

Wang Ai was stunned for a moment, turned around, and heard a snapping sound from the clouds. Leonie said coquettishly: "My butt is swollen, I won't let you play for a while!"

Xu Qinglian closed her eyes and gritted her teeth under the spray: The traitor deserves to die!

After a while, the water waves rippled in the large bathtub. It was not that the three beasts really made any moves, but the wave bath function of the bathtub, which was helpful for eliminating fatigue. Wang Ai was exhausted, and the two girls drank

There are too many, so there is no special motivation, but I quietly lean against the wall of the bathtub and enjoy the washing of the water.

After a while, Wang Ai opened his eyes: "Lion, will you go back to Italy with me tomorrow? Then after playing tomorrow's Italian Cup, let's go back to China together?"

Leonie moved her arms, and the water splashed together: "Well, there are a lot of things waiting for me at home. I may come back during the Spring Festival, to celebrate the Chinese New Year in Tübingen, and in Dietford. By the way, Dietford

Bian, you should also go there when you have time."

Wang Ai pondered for a moment: "Okay, time permitting. By the way, Qinglian, you can go there when you have time."

Xu Qinglian opened her eyes: "I shouldn't be busy after the Spring Festival, okay."

Leonie was inexplicably happy, and Wang Ai held their hands: "I won't have time to celebrate with you in the next few days, just tonight, come on, squeeze me dry!"

In the bathtub, water splashed everywhere.


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