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Section 593 This is the motherland of heroes (3)

Leonie didn't cooperate. Wang Ai made a fuss for a while and then lowered his head, gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "That's right, there is nothing else to do but do it."

As he spoke, he bent slightly and held Leonie's thighs with both hands. He turned around and entered the bathroom, put her on the sink, threw his gold medal into the bathtub with a clang, disarmed her in twos and twos, and let Leioni

Aoni's pair of white and long legs clamped her waist: "I drank, and you were going to die!"

The two kissed deeply while making endless collision sounds.

It has been more than four months since Leonie followed Wang Ai's suggestion and returned to the State Council to hand over her work in late March. Now that her great wish has been fulfilled and her life's ambitions are fulfilled, the suppressed love between the two has erupted like a volcano.

Leonie is a militant by nature, and Wang Ai can challenge many on and off the field, so this battle is hearty, with climaxes and aftermath. When the stubborn little lion finally lies down on the bed exhausted, he can't even move a finger.

When he couldn't do it, Wang Ai still lay on her back and enjoyed the warmth, and it was already half past three in the morning!

Wang Ai lay on the back of her neck, smelling the scent of her golden brown hair, grabbing her tenderness on the bed, and still threatening her: "Stab you to death."

Leonie made a vague "hmm" sound and took a moment to breathe before saying: "Why don't you stab me to death today... Oh! Oh! Oh... No, I haven't washed it yet. I'm waiting to go back to China."

Finally making Leonie beg for mercy, Wang Ai straightened up with satisfaction, bent down to pick her up and took her to the bathroom for a brief rinse before returning to the bed. He pulled the quilt over the tired girl and turned off the bedside lamp.

, stretched out an arm to hug the girl's body, and the two fell asleep.

A few hours later, their phones rang one after another. They set off to return to China this afternoon, but there were still a lot of activities in the morning. The Chinese Embassy has been busy taking care of everyone, and it must express its gratitude before leaving. Chinese-funded enterprises also provide

For the strong support, the national team would also like to express its gratitude.

Fortunately, no one was tired or sleepy on the big day.

Wang Ai and Leonie got up immediately after receiving the call. One of them is now the captain of the national team, a hero, the winner of the golden boot and golden ball of this World Cup, and the real number one player in the world's football world who has attracted much attention. The other is

He is the deputy leader of the delegation, the founder and person in charge of the overseas bases of Chinese football and the Chinese national team, and a foreign expert on Chinese football.

Both of them are not light-hearted, and they both know that this is not the time for them to be entangled, but they are still having fun while washing and licking each other.

Wang Ai wiped his face and straightened up: "I finally slept with the female team leader. I feel so awesome! This is the number one player in Chinese football."

Leonie, who was gargling her mouth, almost choked. She suppressed vomiting and then punched Wang Ai: "Waiting to go home!"

Wang Ai's hand slapped Leonie hard when she bent over to fish for the gold medal in the bathtub: "Three days of hard work!"

Leonie specially selected the room deep in the corridor, so when Wang Ai came out first, he walked for a while before meeting his teammates, while Leonie came out three minutes later... Even if she had just won the world championship, she couldn't waste it!

While eating breakfast, listening to Zhang Jilong's announcement of the morning's itinerary and specific requirements, he came to Zhang Jilong and said: "Also, let me tell you that from the moment we leave this hotel, the ownership and management rights of the Hercules Cup no longer belong to the delegation.

It’s the General Administration of Sports, so if you want to take photos, including your family members, hurry up. But you can’t distribute the photos, otherwise you will be held responsible.”

Everyone involuntarily speeded up their meal. They must protect the Hercules Cup after returning to China. It is impossible to imagine playing so casually in the stadium yesterday. Even taking photos this time, they have to behave themselves.

It is absolutely forbidden to pinch and swing it with one hand like Wang Ai did when toasting yesterday. In fact, this is not only true for Chinese players, but also for championship teams from various countries. Family members are not allowed to take photos, but photos taken together are not allowed to be shared. International

The Football Federation has explained this. If everyone can hold it and play with it, it will reduce the solemn meaning of this trophy.

However, Wang Ai is not in a hurry. He knows that this trophy will most likely be handed over to the National Expo in the end, and it will most likely be in his own exhibition area. If he really wants to go and see it on a whim, he can just say a word. Besides, he

There's no need to play with this thing again, it's so heavy.

After a lot of work, everyone packed their luggage, sorted their clothes, and lined up to go downstairs. From then on, everyone said goodbye to South Africa and this journey. Looking back at this time, there is still a bit of nostalgia. No matter what, South Africa is ours.

In this blessed land, everyone's personal phone numbers have been returned since last night. Although there are still some disciplinary requirements, such as not talking nonsense, there is no delay in talking to the agent. Without exception, the agent will inform

"Good news".

Although negotiations are still needed, both salary and endorsement fees, as well as the circle of friends, are expanding rapidly.

At the Consulate General in Johannesburg, all members of the national team had a party with China's diplomatic warriors, representatives of Chinese-funded enterprises, and representatives of overseas Chinese. They also had a farewell banquet at noon before saying goodbye.

This farewell, I don’t know when we will meet again.

After arriving at the airport, everyone was surprised to find that the motherland had actually sent them a special plane! It was Air China's plane specially sent to pick them up. Even the players and their families were packed and there, and there were no other passengers on the plane!

Such treatment! Even if this plane is not as new as Wang Ai's private plane, this is a courtesy given in the name of the country! You can't catch it once in your life!

Anyway, Wang Ai has won countless championships and broken countless records since his debut. This is the first time for him to take a special plane!

At the boarding gate, a team of particularly spirited flight attendants stood in a row wearing the coats of the Chinese national team. When each member of the delegation walked up to them, the flight attendants first presented a bouquet of flowers and then said: "Team Leader Yan, thank you for winning the championship for the motherland.

honor."

"Coach Gao, thank you for winning honor for the motherland."

"Deputy Team Leader Claude, thank you for helping China win honor."

"Deputy Team Leader Leonie, thank you for helping China win honor."

"Captain Wang Ai, thank you for winning honor for the motherland."

"Comrade Sun Jihai, thank you for winning honor for the motherland."

"Mr. Schubert, thank you for winning honor for China."

"Comrade Zhao, thank you for winning honor for the motherland."



One sentence per person, no one is left behind, obviously they have been trained.

When the family members arrived, the flight attendants' words changed to: "Thank you for your hard work. The motherland thanks you for your contribution."

Although it is the same, although it is a bit mechanical, it is still warm to the heart.


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