Chapter 290 Double Flyer (1)
In the end, the French team relied on Anelka's hat-trick, Maluda scored twice, and Zidane, Diarra, Trezeguet and Pire scored goals, and beat Ireland away, ushering in two consecutive victories coached by Joe Wanxian.
And it was a super big victory, scoring a total of 24 goals in two games!
Qiao Wanxian scored in two games to score goals that other teams failed to complete in all the games in the qualifiers.
fear!
Frightened!
Qiao Dapao's entry into France brought a nuclear-like deterrent to European football. Nuclear radiation gradually spread, allowing every European strong team to feel the huge threat from France.
Qiao Dapao, is it really unstoppable?
Anyway, no one dares to challenge him anymore.
When I returned home in London, I found that Cheryl and Lucy were both at home, which was a rare event in the past few months. With Joe Wanxian in the world football world and the advertising circle was booming, Cheryl and Lucy also rose and both had their own careers.
Needless to say, Cheryl is another beautiful singer in England after Victoria. In addition to working as a part-time graphic model, Lucy also founded her own fashion magazine and was named CEO of the "Wanxian Foundation". She is very busy at work.
Seeing that the two beauties were at home, Qiao Wanxian was in a very good mood. She threw off her shoes in a panic and rushed towards them.
Lucy was very obedient and smiled "giggled", but Cheryl frowned and moved away, hugged her shoulders and turned her head to the side, looking cold.
Qiao Wanxian was stunned and asked strangely: "What's wrong?"
Lucy leaned into Qiao Wanxian's arms, raised her head and said quietly: "She heard that you have hooked up with another French girl. She is angry."
Qiao Wanxian was angry for a moment and shouted with a stern face: "You are jealous and jealous all day long! Which eye did you see me getting flirted with? It was obvious that someone was hooking up with me, but I refused sternly. Are you looking for trouble without any trouble?
Qiao Wanxian's voice was very loud and very stern. Lucy was so scared that she subconsciously took two steps back and left her reluctant embrace. Cheriel's body was even more shocked and looked at Qiao Wanxian incredibly.
In her impression, although Qiao Wanxian was strong and savage outside, he always cared carefully when facing himself at home and looked like he was holding it in his palm.
How did he...
Could it be that I really misunderstood him?
Cheryl was restless and his face turned paler.
Qiao Wanxian didn't give her a chance to speak at all. She snorted coldly, brushed her sleeves away, climbed to the second floor study, and then slammed the door heavily, making Sheriel's delicate body tremble again.
Lucy's eyes were circling, and she seemed to notice a little cunning from Qiao Wanxian's angry face, but she couldn't grasp why. But she knew in her heart that Qiao Wanxian's "angry" might be fake.
"Sister Cheryl, maybe you really misunderstood your husband this time. Think about it. How many days have he been in France? He has to direct team training, competition, and deal with media and officials. He must be busy, so how can he have time?"
Lucy was a little worried, and couldn't help feeling a little ashamed and uneasy. Men are hard enough to work, and when they get home, they have to see the intrigue between women, which makes a mess. It's really not appropriate.
Sheriel usually makes the decision at home, but at this time, her heart was already in chaos. She held a strand of hair guiltily and said tremblingly: "Lucy, you said...you said he wouldn't be really angry, right?"
Lucy sighed, biting her red lips, and said softly: "Sister Cheryl, why don't we go upstairs and take a look, if..."
Cheryl pouted his mouth, feeling aggrieved. Thinking of Qiao Wanxian's angry look just now, he felt that tears were about to flow out. How could he have any opinions at this time? Following Lucy's intention, she let her pull herself up to the second floor.
Looking at the closed study door tightly, Lucy was a little scared, and pushed Cheriel with her hand in a daze, and whispered: "The door is closed so tightly, it seems that she is very angry. Sister Cheriel, why don't you go and coax it?"
Lucy was scared, and then Sheriel was even more scared!
Qiao Wanxian was the one who angered her. How could she dare to rush up with anger now? She took two steps back and hesitated to grab Lucy's little hand, and said with a begging look: "Sister Lucy, my husband loves you the most, or...or you go? I'm afraid... I'm afraid of being beaten."
"I...I dare not either." Lucy gave a bitter face.
Cheriel begged, "Even if my sister begs you this time, okay? I promise that I will never lose my temper with you again. We are like my own sisters, okay, okay?"
Lucy bit her lips and hesitated for a while, nodded gently, just like Liu Hulan rushing to the battlefield, and pushed open the door of the study with a tough bullet.
Cheriel hid far away, afraid of hearing Qiao Wanxian's angry shout again.
When I entered the study, I found Qiao Wanxian playing live football with his legs crossed. I couldn't help but smile, walked up swayingly, came to Qiao Wanxian, and sat directly on his thighs, with Yingying's arms wrapped around his neck.
He looks kind and kind and a bit cunning.
"Husband, you're not really angry, are you?"
"snort!"
Qiao Wanxian quickly showed a serious smile. The beauty was in her arms, with red lips and her breasts close at hand, and she couldn't help swallowing. However, in order not to get overwhelmed in the future, he still hardened his heart and whispered: "I finally had a family of three at home, I want to relax, but you guys know that being jealous at home will not make me worry at all!"
When he came up, he was scolded. Lucy's mouth sagged and tears fell down. He felt aggrieved for a moment. He was not jealous, why are you scolding me?
"Bad husband, you're accusing someone!"
Lucy turned around and looked elsewhere with tears in her eyes. Her grievance was so pitiful to me.
Qiao Wanxian took a deep breath and said with retreating as he advanced: "Okay, I know, it's my fault. I shouldn't have eaten the bowl and occupied the pot. You two are not satisfied. Just do this and give you freedom. Let's go find a man. I'll see it this time, don't be with a fickle person."
Lucy was stunned. Why did he say such harsh words?
Lucy was scared, and shed tears silently for a long time, then stretched out her hands, wrapped her back tightly around Qiao Wanxian's waist and back, pressed her face tightly on his shoulder, and said pitifully: "Honey, don't be angry, I will definitely persuade Sister Cheriel to never do this again."
Qiao Wanxian stopped when he saw it, so he quickly stretched out his hand, wiped her tears, and said softly: "Okay, little baby, you have done a good job. But I am still very worried that you can't get along well with each other. If you really make a fuss in the future, won't you force me to the dead end?"
Lucy burst into tears and laughed. She glanced at him charmingly, pursed her lips and said softly: "Husband, you are the worst. You are so pitiful. You have thought of what you think in your heart for a long time. Are you not taking advantage of the problem and taking the opportunity to threaten it?"
"Ah? What's the threat?"
Qiao Wanxian was slightly stunned, calmed down, and showed a puzzled expression.
Lucy sat up straight, lowered her head, fiddled with the buttons of Qiao Wan's shirt with her small hands, her pretty face flushed, and said in an inauspicious voice: "Bad husband, you understand in your heart."
Qiao Wanxian couldn't help but be happy and said quietly: "Then do you... agree?"
Lucy twisted her slender waist, and the tall and plump jade peaks were shaking in front of Qiao Wanxian's eyes, extremely charming, but she didn't notice it. She sighed quietly and said softly: "Husband, you understand that people have always listened to you the most. They do whatever you want them to do. But Sister Cheryl... she won't agree, right?"
Qiao Wanxian smiled slightly and said softly: "It's good that you agree. If she refuses, I'll leave her right away!"
Lucy chuckled, clenched her pink fist and gently knocked on Qiao Wanxian's shoulder twice, whispering: "Husband, you will talk nonsense!" Then she glanced out of the door, sneaked over, kissed him on the cheek, and said sly: "Okay, husband, stop being arrogant, I'll call Sister Cheryl."
Chapter completed!