In the Liverpool dressing room, the crowd was dancing wildly, laughing and laughing. Everyone was very happy after winning the ball.
In the middle of the dressing room, everyone gathered in a circle, screaming, whistling, and laughing one after another.
The two samba dancers Firmino and Alisson, who were surrounded by the crowd, had a great time. Fabinho even acted as a lighting artist, standing in front of the light control switch in the locker room and repeatedly
Switch lights.
It was so well done that the dressing room looked like a nightclub under the flashing lights.
Looking at Firmino, who was imitating the dancing girl, and Alisson, who was working on the pole, Mo Yang smiled so hard that his cheeks were a little stiff.
Everyone was quarreling for a while before they stopped, and then they rushed to the bathroom, laughing and scolding each other. The atmosphere was extremely lively.
"Yang, how did you come up with the idea of using Areola to serve the ball quickly?" Chamberlain, like Mo Yang, did not rush to take a shower.
Sitting down next to Mo Yang, Chamberlain looked at Mo Yang curiously.
During the game, when Chamberlain found that his pass was too early, he thought that the offense was over, but he did not expect that scene to happen.
When Chamberlain saw the ball hit Areola's butt, rebound and Mo Yang hoisted him into the goal, his mind was blank.
"Haha!" Hearing Chamberlain's question, Mo Yang shrugged and smiled, "I don't know, at that moment the idea appeared in my brain very naturally, and then I executed it, it's that simple!"
Chamberlain rolled his eyes after hearing the words of the senior Versailles.
More than half an hour later, Mo Yang returned home.
"Mom, is Xiaodi asleep?" He saw his mother-in-law sitting alone in the living room knitting a sweater and watching TV. After entering the house and changing his shoes, Mo Yang walked into the living room and asked with a low voice.
Hearing Mo Yang's words, Wang Rong had a helpless smile on her face, shook her head and said, "No, that damn girl is throwing a tantrum in the room."
"What's wrong?" Mo Yang was stunned, put down his bag and sat down on the sofa. He looked at Wang Rong curiously, waiting for the mother-in-law's next words.
"You judge Mom!" Wang Rong seemed to get angry when he mentioned this.
Ten minutes later, under Wang Rong's emotional narration, Mo Yang figured out the causes and consequences of his wife's anger.
It's very simple. Xiao Di was caught secretly playing with his mobile phone. He secretly poured out the nutritious soup he made without drinking it and was caught again. Then he was talked about for more than an hour while watching the game at the stadium, and then Xiao Di exploded.
"Hey, Mo Yang, why don't I go back! It just so happens that I don't worry about your dad being alone at home! Anyway, he doesn't want to see me if he stays in this house!
!" Wang Rong, who looked gloomy, suddenly said this. At the end of the sentence, she turned around and raised her voice to tell someone.
Mo Yang was made to laugh and cry, and immediately spoke to comfort him: "Mom, please calm down. You also know Xiao Di's character. This is how she gets angry. In addition, she is in a special period now, and will be affected by progesterone, so her temper will be bad."
Sometimes she becomes irritable, so don’t worry about her."
Next, Mo Yang sat in the living room for half an hour before being let go by Wang Rong who had finished pouring out his bitter words.
When he returned to the room, he saw Xiao Di lying on the bed, covered with a thin quilt and playing with his mobile phone. Mo Yang rolled his eyes, walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand, looked at Xiao Di with a straight face and said, "Bring it here!
"
"It's not time yet! Get out!" Xiao Di glared at Mo Yang with a knife-like look, then turned over, as if I was angry, please comfort me.
Mo Yang rolled his eyes, forced Xiao Di's body back, stretched out his hand and poked Xiao Di on the forehead, and said: "I said you are stupid enough, you can even be caught by mom when you pour soup."
Xiao Di's chest rose and fell, and he wanted to laugh a little, but he snorted angrily: "You are stupid, I did it on purpose to show my mother."
"You can just say it if you don't want to drink it!" Hearing this, Mo Yang was speechless, "You hurt my mother's heart by doing this. You just poured out the soup that I worked so hard to cook for you. It's your turn."
How would you feel?"
Hearing Mo Yang's words, Xiao Di fell silent, then became a little irritated. He covered his head with the quilt and shouted: "Oh, I don't know what happened to me at that time! I did that when my brain got hot!"
Seeing Xiao Di turn over again, Mo Yang stepped down sideways, stretched out his arms to hug Xiao Di, and gently rubbed his left hand back and forth on Xiao Di's slightly bulging belly without saying anything.
"Grrrrrr! Itchy!"
After a while, Xiao Di chuckled, turned over and looked at Mo Yang, "Husband, people say that you are stupid for three years after being pregnant. I feel like my IQ has really dropped recently, and I often get into trouble with some things.
It’s going to be a mess.”
"Just like today, I know my mother is doing it for my own good, but I just can't control myself!" Xiao Di burst into tears and suddenly cried again.
Mo Yang's scalp was numb at this time. He was angry, laughing, and crying. This was really scary.
"How about I test you?" Mo Yang pecked Xiao Di on the forehead, then looked at Xiao Di and smiled, his eyes full of smiles.
"Is this a sudden turn of events? Or is it just a guessing game?" Xiao Di stopped crying immediately after hearing this.
If it weren't for the fact that Xiao Di became like this due to the influence of progesterone, Mo Yang would have really suspected that he had married a psychopath.
"But we agreed in advance, don't be impatient! Don't hit anyone, and don't get angry!" Seeing Xiao Di smiling again, Mo Yang immediately spoke up and made a three-part agreement.
"Okay! It's a deal!"
"Then I say pull!"
"Hurry up and say it! What a whimper!"
"good!"
"Listen carefully!"
"I...there's a stupid guy lying next to me!"
"(Fuck Panfuck)!
!" Hearing Mo Yang suddenly spit out such a sentence, Xiao Di was stunned. Then he instantly realized that Mo Yang was scolding her, and Xiao Di exploded immediately.
The moment Mo Yang spoke the words, he immediately got out of bed and screamed.
“Moyang!
!
"Xiao Dihedong roared like a lion, grabbed the pillow on the bed and threw it at Mo Yang, and shouted: "There is a stupid guy lying next to you!
"
"There's a fool lying next to you every day..."
"Forehead!……"
"Hahaha..." Mo Yang squatted at the door, laughing so hard that tears came out.
"It turns out that your IQ has been affected to some extent!" Mo Yang, who didn't know how to write the word "death", continued to hit him.
"roll!
!" After reacting, Xiao Di sat on the bed, threw away the last pillow, hugged his knees and laughed so hard that his delicate body trembled.
In the living room, Wang Rong heard Xiao Di's roar. At first, she thought it was a quarrel between the young couple. She got up and tried to persuade her, but then she heard Mo Yang and Xiao Di's hearty laughter. Wang Rong suddenly looked helpless.
, I really don’t understand the world of today’s young people.
"What's wrong?" After a while, Wang Rong, who was watching TV and knitting a sweater, turned around and asked when she saw Mo Yang hurriedly coming downstairs.
"It's okay, the little ancestor upstairs is angry and hungry. He wants to eat omelette rice!" Mo Yang replied with a smile, and then plunged into the kitchen.
Half an hour later, the smell of rice came from the living room, which made Wang Rong move her index fingers.
After a while, Mo Yang came to the living room carrying a dinner plate.
"Mom, Xiaodi said you didn't have much dinner tonight, you should eat some too!"
"Xiao Di asked me to tell you that she knew she was wrong and asked you not to be angry!"
Looking at the steaming plate of omelette rice on the coffee table in front of her and Mo Yang's back hurriedly upstairs, Wang Rong felt quite emotional.
Wang Rong knew that these words were definitely not what Xiao Di said, and the omelette rice was not what Xiao Di asked Mo Yang to prepare for her.
She still doesn't know the character of her carefree daughter, so this must have been prepared for her by the thoughtful Mo Yang.
Although he had only been in England for a few days, these few days were enough for Wang Rong, who had rich life experience, to understand Mo Yang's character.
Not long after, Wang Rong had just finished her omelette rice and was about to get up and walk for a while, but she saw Mo Yang hurried downstairs again.
"What's wrong!" Wang Rong asked curiously.
"Haha! Xiao Di wants to drink a cup of tea to calm down!" Mo Yang grinned.
"Xiao Di, put away your little temper, and if you mess with Mo Yang again, be careful and I will deal with you!"
Wang Rong walked to the stairs and threatened upstairs, but turned around and walked to the kitchen door. She saw Mo Yang humming a song and making tea. She was immediately speechless. She felt that she was just being troublesome. This was obviously