At 5:30 in the morning the next day, when Wang Ai woke up as usual, Xu Qinglian was still sleeping soundly holding his arm.
Wang Ai carefully twitched her arm, and she finally half-opened her eyes: "Let's sleep a little longer."
After finishing speaking, he put his face against Wang Ai's bicep and rubbed it. If it felt hard, he closed his eyes and patted Wang Ai: "Be softer."
Wang Ai slowly breathed out, relaxed the muscles in his arms, and finally became full of elasticity. Only then was Xu Qinglian satisfied, pressed her face up, and fell asleep again with a smile.
Twice in the middle of the journey, Wang Ai wanted to get up secretly. Unexpectedly, when he moved, his biceps muscle contracted violently, and then he "bumped" Xu Qinglian's head up. Xu Qinglian woke up and became angry. Wang Ai sighed and rolled his eyes.
Staring at the ceiling without moving.
There was nothing I could do, even though I felt sorry for her and didn't have all the fun last night, she had suffered in the end.
"It will be fine in the future!" Wang Ai comforted herself.
At seven o'clock in the morning, the sky was bright. Xu Qinglian finally had enough sleep. She turned over, stretched out her waist and kicked her legs in an indistinct manner. Halfway through, she seemed to have touched a sore spot. She groaned and opened her eyes. She saw Wang Ai secretly trying to get out of bed.
, swooped over, pressed Wang Ai's abdominal muscles, and bit Wang Ai's pectoralis major.
"Oh, it hurts!"
Xu Qinglian didn't let go, but finally relaxed her bite, and finally licked it twice.
Wang Ai looked down at the teeth marks on his pectoralis major: "It's so early in the morning, are you dreaming about eating chicken breast?"
Xu Qinglian raised her upper body and said plausibly: "You bit me for ten minutes, and I only bit you for one minute!"
"You can't compete with men in everything, right?" Wang Ai closed her pajamas, got out of bed and muttered.
"Why can't we compare?" Xu Qinglian was full of confidence.
Wang Ai looked back at the beauty in surprise, and suddenly understood, he moved his gaze downwards with a half-smile, and shook his waist in a threatening manner. Xu Qinglian's eyes widened for a moment, and then she was in a daze, and when Wang Ai's wanton "Hahaha
"Amid the laughter, she rested her head on her knees depressedly: What should I do if he has what I don't have?
When Wang Ai came out of the bath, Xu Qinglian had already changed her clothes. Wang Ai walked to her, lowered his head and sniffed in her hair, and then let out a sigh of relief. Xu Qinglian, who was deeply hit, was very well-behaved this time and let her go.
Wang Ai fiddled with it, and Wang Ai squatted down slightly and looked at Xu Qinglian head-on. Xu Qinglian avoided his gaze, and then her face was gently held by Wang Ai.
"Now, do you want me to feed you, tickle you, or play with you?"
Xu Qinglian burst into laughter and raised her eyes to look at her man shyly.
"Okay, honey." Wang Ai kissed her on the lips: "Let's go downstairs to eat."
Walking up the stairs, Xu Qinglian still felt a little unhappy and whispered: "I still feel that I have suffered a loss."
"It's not over, is it?" Wang Ai rolled his eyes, leaned closer and whispered, "I'm still sweating from the work."
"Get out of here!" Xu Qinglian cursed with a smile and finally stopped worrying.
After breakfast, the two female guards sent Xu Qinglian to school as usual, while Wang Ai did rehabilitation training at home. Maybe it was because there was no morning training in the morning, so I felt that I recovered very quickly today. In the morning, all members of the club set off to Liverpool to prepare for the Champions League semi-finals.
In the second round, people like Wang Ai who are basically out for the season don’t have to move with the team, they can just go by themselves.
In fact, it’s okay not to go, but considering that the club will pay tens of thousands of pounds to watch a game at home, Wang Ai decided to go to Liverpool to cheer for the team today.
In the afternoon, Wang Ai and his party of four arrived in Liverpool on a short-distance flight. After collecting their tickets at the hotel chartered by the team, Wang Ai, wearing a hat and sunglasses, walked around the streets of Liverpool and experienced the unique culture of Liverpool.
atmosphere, rushed to Anfield Stadium.
In the last game at Stamford Bridge, he was injured by Gerrard. Chelsea won 1:0. Wang Ai instinctively felt that this game was very difficult for Chelsea.
Wang Ai, who entered the field early, was sitting behind the visiting team's bench, wearing a dark jacket. Not far behind him was Shevchenko, who was also injured and was even preparing for surgery. The two of them were suffering from the same illness, but they had no intention of saying hello.
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Before the start of the game, Anfield sang a generous and desolate team song. If you didn't understand the lyrics, you might even think that they were mourning some great hero in history. Perhaps it is this generous desolation that adds a heroic temperament to the Liverpool team.
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At 19:40, the two sides took the field. Through the narrow player tunnel, big-name players almost "grew" out of the fans' stands. The sideline was only two meters away from the fans' stands, and the eyes were full of red, with both arms raised.
The scarf shows the enthusiasm of this stadium.
The singing stopped and both sides lined up. Since the score was leading, Jose used his usual tactic of 451, based on defensive counterattack. Joe Cole, who had been ill for a long time, started, but Robben, Wang Ai, Carvalho, and Ballack
They are all injured and cannot play. So in Wang Ai's view, the outcome of this game may be determined by whether Joe Cole can form a fatal breakthrough in the frontcourt.
Originally, this role was partially played by Robben, Wang Ai, Joe Cole and Wright Jr., but now there is only one Joe Cole left, and he is also a powerful opponent at home.
Not long after the game started, Wang Ai's mood became heavier and heavier. The spirit of the Liverpool team is a bit like Barcelona, and Chelsea is a bit like Real Madrid. The former has spirit, and the latter has money. The former is always united and united, while the latter always
It has a luxurious lineup and is riddled with internal troubles.
Therefore, since the start of today's game, Liverpool, which was lagging behind, has been aggressively attacking with great moves and frequent collisions. Chelsea is trying to hold on to the half and looking for opportunities to counterattack. But Chelsea's defensive system is composed of players one by one. When Liverpool's players rush,
After making the Chelsea people flip over, Wang Ai clearly saw that although Chelsea's defensive system could not be said to have collapsed, the defensive players were more careful in their movements and the range of control gradually decreased.
As the scope of personal control decreases, defensive loopholes will appear.
Sure enough, in the 20th minute of the game, an ordinary set kick from the corner of the frontcourt was quickly passed to the front of the penalty area. Danish defender Daniel Agger quickly ran to intercept and volleyed from the ground, penetrating the figure.
Hitomi's Chelsea defense, whether it was Mikel or Essien, was a step late. And their movement distracted Cech's sight behind them, causing him to have no time to respond to this tricky shot.
It’s a tie!
Chelsea began to counterattack, but the Liverpool people launched constant resistance. Strong men came running at a sprint speed of 100 meters. They didn’t need to use black feet. It was enough to see them bump into each other normally. The short Joe Cole was in a few seconds.
After being violated for the first time, he lost his spirituality. The best performer was Drogba.
He can charge, hit, and run, but he can't support a tree alone.
90 minutes, 0:1, overtime, 0:0, penalty kick, Chelsea lost to Liverpool who had the bonus of home spirit.
