Chapter 21: Christmas Eve Calling
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As Christmas approaches, Valencia, the orange city, has a different kind of Christmas atmosphere, and every family is decorating their own homes, looking at Uncle Sam, who is usually very casual, is now busy in order to decorate the Christmas decorations at home. It wasn't until later that I learned that Uncle Sam's son, who was working in Switzerland, was going to bring his girlfriend back for Christmas this year, so he was so happy to decorate the house.
On Christmas Eve, they declined the invitation of Uncle Sam and Aunt Ally's family to celebrate Christmas. After more than a year, I came to El-Sueo-de-Un-Bar alone, opened the door of the bar, and looked in, and found that there were not many people, except for a bartender and a few international students who were probably studying in Spain as part-time waitresses. The bartender is not Xiao Lei, it is estimated that he is going to make an appointment again, and the bartender in front of him is not known to Elo, probably newly hired by the boss.
"Hey, get me a glass of orange juice - thank you" Iroh politely asked the waiter for a glass of orange juice, and with orange juice in hand, he found a random seat in the lobby of the bar and sat down, waiting for another teammate wandering around Valencia, Andy, the little black man.
"Didi-" As soon as I sat down, I heard a text message on my mobile phone.
I thought it was a little black, so I didn't rush to see it, and it didn't take long for the phone to ring again, and Iroh raised his eyebrows, took out his phone, and found that it was an unfamiliar number, hesitated slightly, and clicked on the content of the text message
"I'm Maria. Sharapova, bastard! β
With a heartbeat, quickly exit, open the previous message, the content is:
"Bastard! I'm in Valencia, where are you? β
Damn, it's Sharapova, why did she come to Valencia? Don't spend Christmas with your family? What is Valencia doing? Could it be that she accidentally won the bid last time, right? At that time, I was so passionate that I had forgotten whether I had a condom or not.
In Ielloh's thoughts, soon, the little black man walked over with a good-looking woman with a very hot figure in his right hand, a bottle of Valencia's best-selling wine under his left armpit, and three glasses in his left hand, and put his phone aside, putting Sharapova's text message aside as a joke.
"Hey, Aiβlong time no see." After the little black man sat down, he let go of his right hand holding the woman, and as he spoke, with the help of the waiter, opened the lid of the wine.
Iroh punched the little black man in the chest very affectionately, but the strength control was very good, and it didn't hurt or itch.
But the little black man's reaction was to make people cry and laugh, clutching his chest, as if he was in pain, lying on his girlfriend's body, and began to eat tofu mode.
"Hey, stop pretending - Andy, I didn't know you on the first day!" Iroh took the wine and poured the appropriate wine on the three glasses before slowly asking, "Why don't you introduce me to your female companion?" β
Andy smiled, put his arm around the woman, picked up the wine glass in his left hand, and formally introduced: "This is an Algerian who wanders in Spain like me, my girlfriend - Jennifer Gusse, hehe- pretty, right?" β
"Beautiful!" After looking up, he picked up his glass and said, "Let's have a toast." β
"Happy Christmas Eve!"
After a few drinks, Andy began to explore his girlfriend dishonestly under the soft music of the bar, and did not shy away from Iroh on the other side.
Iroh ended up clean, and at this time the phone prompt rang again, and he opened it to see:
Bastard! I'm so scared alone in Valencia, where are you?
Ello's heart softened and replied, "I'm in the bar where we last met."
After the delivery was successful, another sentence was added: The bar is too noisy, and I have been with my teammates for a long time, and I didn't pay attention to my phone, I'm sorry.
Soon, so to speak, Sharapova replied: Wait for me - bastard!
Iroh who looked at the text message smiled, this Sharapova is too funny, it seems that every word she says to herself must be followed by a word: bastard!
accidentally glanced at the other side, but this inadvertent glance almost blinded his dog eyes, and saw that Andy's hand had reached into Jennifer Gussey's clothes, and Iroh, who couldn't stand it, slapped the table with a prank force, gathered 'popularity' for Andy, and said: "Little Negro, if you can't help yourself, I remember that there is a hotel across the corner, hehe-"
The little black man was not embarrassed, but Jennifer Gessey in his arms felt a red face, patted Andy's hand that was still in her clothes, and said angrily: "Pay attention to the occasion! β
"Haha-" Andy didn't stretch out his hand, and pinched Jennifer Gussey's chest like a demonstration, causing Jennifer Gussey to moan quietly, and then said to Iroh: "I'm not convinced, if you have the ability, I'll find one to pinch later, haha-"
Airo calmly took a sip of wine, cocked Erlang's legs, and said contemptuously: "Okay, I'll show you my pickle girl stunt later, and let you know how the most powerful pickle girl king in the history of the Valencia youth team is pickled girls!" β
"Oh?" Andy's interest came, and he reached out and clinked glasses with Iro.
Iroh didn't speak, just looked at the audience, then shrugged, and then pointed to the watch on his left hand, the meaning of which was very obvious, because there was no other woman at the scene except Jennifer Gussey, so he could only wait, so Andy also began to look forward to it.
You take a sip and I take a sip, and the two of them quickly drained most of the bottle of wine that Andy brought over, so they asked the waiter to bring a bottle of foreign wine over and prepare it first.
Just as he was about to pour the drink, the door opened with the sound of "Boom", which was incompatible with the background music playing in the bar, and Iroh and Andy raised their eyebrows at the same time, turning and looking sideways at the door of the bar respectively.
Imprinted into the eyes of the two of them was a tall figure, long golden hair slightly curly, a very sunny smile, and a beautiful face under the shine of the neon lights of the bar, a particularly beautiful girl walked in, carrying a bag in her hand, and looked around the bar after entering, as if she was looking for something.
"Hiss-" Andy, exhaling a breath of heat, couldn't help but whistle, and then muttered three words: "Excellent!" "But in Jennifer. Under Gersai's attempt to grasp the white bone claw, Andy fell silent.
Iroh smiled happily when he saw this scene, and saw that Sharapova's eyes had already turned to this side, so he quickly lowered his head and said to Andy obscenely, "Why don't we make a bet?" β
After finishing speaking, I saw Sharapova's text message and quickly replied: I'm going to the toilet, wait for me for a while.
"Huh? Bet?? In addition to food and women, Andy's best thing is to gamble, and he readily agreed, "Okay!" β
"How to gamble?" The little negro's interest came at all, asked.
"Wait a minute, I'll go to the blonde beauty, and I'll hold her in my arms within a minute, do you dare to bet?" Eloh was very happy in his heart, but he still maintained a stern expression on his face.
The little black man thought for a moment, looked at the confident Iro, his heart was not low at all, and then turned his head to look at the blonde beauty sitting at the bar, at this moment Jennifer Gesai pulled Andy and said in his ear: "That blonde beauty seems to be the tennis girl Maria Sharapova, who just won the championship in the WTA year-end finals, I'm sure your friend doesn't know her!" β
Andy knew that his girlfriend usually likes to play tennis, and it is more normal to pay attention to tennis, and after watching his girlfriend nod affirmatively, he kissed her on the lips.
One black and one white, the Jing River is distinct, so unsightly.
Secretly glanced at Iro, pretending to be very embarrassed, it was difficult to make a decision, frowned, and thought for nearly two minutes before agreeing: "Okay, bet!" β
After saying that, Andy smiled in his heart.
However, man is not as good as heaven.
After Iroh saw that the little black man Andy agreed, Iro's heart also blossomed, waiting! Look how I hack you.
That's it, calculating each other.
"The bet is made, but what is the bet? Little Negro?? Iroh asked, rolling his eyes.
The little black man rubbed his sore neck, and when his head turned, he saw a bottle of foreign wine in front of him, and smiled lewdly, and said, "If you can come with that blonde beauty in your arms in a minute, I will drink it all, and otherwise, I will drink it all!" After saying that, the little black man pushed the bottle of foreign wine into the middle of the table and asked, "How is it?" β
"Good!"
Immediately, the two of them clapped their hands and swore in agreement, and said in unison: "If you don't drink, it's a puppy." β
After the high-five, the two smiled at the same time.
Poof-
Jennifer Gesse, who listened, spit out another sip of the drink she had just taken in her mouth.
Ha ha!
Andy hurriedly grabbed a tissue from the bar and wiped it up for Jennifer Gesse.
"Look at me, little negro!" Iroh stood up and said, then patted him on the shoulder again, "Learn!" βββ
Three steps as two steps, and Iroh quickly sat down next to Sharapova and pretended to talk: "Hey, beautiful young lady, I wonder if it is an honor to invite you to a glass of wine?" β
These words made the bartender in front of the bar disdainful for a while, pursed his lips, and secretly thought: Can you have something new?
Sure enough, Sharapova turned her head happily, the scene from a month and a half ago seemed to be in front of her, but she pretended to answer indifferently on her face: "Can you have something new?" β
Sharapova's words made the bartender's heart beat wildly, could it be that this is the legendary heart? I said, how can a beautiful woman come to the bar on Christmas Eve? God sent it to me, Amen! Thinking about it, he put down what he was doing and made a false cross on his chest as a sign of thanking God.
"Seeing such a beautiful young lady as you, I really can't find other words to talk to." Iroh shrugged with a helpless expression.
Hearing this, the bartender at the bar was about to jump out and say: Put down the girl next to you, let me come! Soon, though, the blonde beauty's words broke his heart.
"All right, bastard! Don't play anymore. Sharapova smiled and put her arm around Iroh and continued in a low voice, "Didn't you say you came to drink with your teammates?" Then he looked around the bar and asked, "What about your teammates?" β
"Okay, I'll take you there." A very gentlemanly took the bag in Sharapov's hand, and then hugged Sharapova, who was blushing pretty, and walked to Andy's side.