345 Take advantage of the loophole

It is very cold at night, and the cold air rushing from the top of the Alps will make the temperature on Lake Como very biting.

If you stand still, you will feel a cold feeling rushing upward from the soles of your feet and your whole body will tremble.

Nedved's home is halfway up the mountain, overlooking the entire Lake Como from a high place, with a unique view.

It is actually not far from their house to Yang Cheng's villa, but because you have to pass some downhill lanes and stairs, it takes about 10 minutes to walk.

After Yang Cheng and the others finished their meal, they slowly walked down one of the stone steps.

From here you can see their villa, which is very close, but it is quite far away.

"Ivana is such a very enthusiastic person!" Aniston said with a smile.

"Yes, the perfect Eastern European woman!" Yang Cheng praised.

This is not to say that other people's wives are the most beautiful, but just a pure sigh that Ivana's appearance is not beautiful, but her personality and gentleness are what all men dream of, and she is very family-oriented and never causes trouble for men.

"Do you men all like this kind of women who work hard, gentle and considerate, and don't care about you doing whatever you do outside?" Aniston asked with a smile.

Yang Cheng thought for a while and nodded, "To some extent, that's the case!"

After a pause, he laughed, "But you women like the kind of men who surround you all day long."

Aniston nodded with a puff, but he nodded.

"So men and women will never think of two kinds of creatures that they will go together!"

"You are quite good at making excuses!" Aniston shook his head and smiled.

At this moment, she accidentally turned her foot while going down the ladder. With a "ahoh", she almost fell down. Yang Cheng quickly pulled her hard.

"Look, I said the wrong thing and was punished!" Yang Chengxing laughed gloatingly.

Aniston was so painful that he was about to cry, "Are you still laughing?"

"Sit down first, let me see!" Yang Cheng helped her sit down on the stairs, then went down, and saw her wearing high heels, and shook her head and said, "Wearing the stone stairs with high heels, no wonder you were turning to your feet!"

Aniston knew that she was in the wrong, and she blamed her for not thinking clearly when she went out.

Yang Cheng casually unbuttoned her shoelaces, took off the high heels on her right foot, and pinched her warm soles with both hands. It was not wide and could be grasped with one hand. It was very slippery and touching.

The lights on the stairs were a little dim, but Yang Cheng touched the sole of his feet and couldn't help but recall the amazement he felt when he saw this pair of barefoots for the first time, and his breathing was a little rapid.

"How is it?" Aniston's foot was grabbed by Yang Cheng, a little strange, always feeling strange, especially when she saw Yang Cheng staring at her barefoot, she always felt that the other person's eyes were a bit scary, like a feather, constantly scratching the soles of his feet, very itchy.

"I've been twisted to the point, I'll help you pinch it!" Yang Cheng quickly calmed down.

"By the way, can you believe my skills?" Yang Cheng raised his head and happened to meet Aniston's jade-like face.

The latter didn't think much about it, and the pain was so severe that he nodded directly.

Yang Cheng has learned this a little bit, because those who play football will inevitably turn a blind eye. As a head coach, you must have some basic knowledge in this area.

He seemed to be doing a sole massage. He touched it gently, and Aniston immediately exclaimed, obviously in pain.

"Hone up!" Yang Cheng himself also corrected the doctor's bones in his previous life. It hurts, so he has a lot of experience.

At first, I grabbed the soles of my feet and slammed hard. Every time, Aniston screamed in pain. After a while, he directly pressed the soles of his feet and insteps, and then went up and pinched his calf directly.

"Hmm... um..." Aniston wore a long skirt today and could only pull it above his thighs, but Yang Cheng pressed his calves and soles of his feet hard. Every time she couldn't help making such an attractive movement similar to ***.

"Does it hurt?" Yang Cheng asked.

"Well, it hurts a little, please be gentle!"

"Oh!" Yang Cheng relaxed his strength, "What about now?"

"Um……"

After pressing for more than ten minutes, Yang Cheng stood up and clapped his palms hard, "Okay, get up and try to see if he can leave!"

Aniston looked at him with big eyes and reached out his hand.

Yang Cheng pulled her up and asked her to try to take two steps, but she felt pain again.

"Forget it, I'll carry you, and go to the hospital for a look tomorrow!" Yang Cheng knew that his weight was just a bucket of water. Maybe there was no right place. Don't let those pairs of pearl-like feet get rid of them, that would be a pity.

Aniston shook for a moment, but in the end he didn't refuse.

He lay on Yang Cheng's back and felt Yang Cheng reaching his hands, holding her round thighs, tightening her forcefully, and then straightening her feet slowly.

"Wow, it's so heavy, it's time for you to lose weight!" Yang Cheng said with a smile.

Aniston was holding his thigh with his hands, and blushed like tomato sauce. He wanted to move, but he didn't dare to move. He was worried that Yang Cheng would not have enough strength, so he could only reach forward with his hands and wrap around his neck.

But in this way, Yang Cheng cried.

He felt two full balls pressing on his back, moving and grinding, and his hands grabbed the other person's thighs, especially when he thought about who the person on his back was, he couldn't stand the temptation even if Liu Xiahui came.

"Is it really heavy?" Aniston's head was right next to Yang Cheng's ear, and he was exhaling in Yang Cheng's ear when he spoke.

"Well, it's as heavy as a pig!"

These words made him get a tickling pink fist.

After walking for a while, his hands almost couldn't be grasped tightly, Yang Cheng was about to move her up again, which brought him a deeper temptation during this period, and he was complaining in his heart.

He felt uncomfortable, and Aniston himself was also uncomfortable. She had never been carried by a man like this, especially her hands, which were obviously holding her back and getting closer to the base of her thighs, which was also a big test for her.

After finally getting home, Yang Cheng delivered it to the door.

"You try to walk in by yourself." He has something to do.

After watching Yang Cheng walk away, Aniston couldn't help laughing, trying to step on the ground, but found that it didn't hurt so much.

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Lacal Bhutto was wearing a standard Serie A referee uniform, surrounded by a group of sexy dancers dancing hot dances. The audience in the studio were all excited to watch, including Lacal Bhutto.

The Italian referee obviously hadn't expected what would happen next, especially when these young and beautiful dancers were dancing hot dances and invited him to walk forward, he pinched the girls' hands and twisted his butts to follow them.

Yang Cheng sat on the guest sofa in the distance, crossing his legs, waiting to watch the show.

The dancers danced, and slowly, they took off one piece of clothes from Lakar Bhutto.

The damn Italian referee hadn't expected anything yet, and he thought that the next one would be a lucky person.

The person from the chairman told Yang Cheng that Lakar Bhutto did not know the specific process.

The temperature in the studio was actually quite warm. When Rakar Bhutto took off his shorts and a cotton shirt, he was pulled forward by the dancers and took another step forward and came to the middle of the stage.

As soon as the music changed, the dancers scattered. When they heard a click in the middle of the stage, Rakar Bhutto screamed in shock, and a hole was broken through the middle of the stage. He fell directly into a big bucket below.

This is not the most deadly thing. The most deadly thing is that it is filled with biting cold snow water.

"Help, help, I'm so cold, I'm so cold!!" Lakar Bhutto waved his hand desperately to shout for help.

The audience heard a burst of warm applause.

"Haha, La Cal Bhutto has finally received the punishment he deserves. Next, let us welcome, Caesar!" host Altafini walked out with a smile.

As soon as he introduced, the lights at the scene immediately pointed at Yang Cheng sitting on the sofa, and the Chinese waved his hands and greeted him with a smile.

"In addition, there is our famous Italian football godfather, Saki!"

Saki sat opposite Yang Cheng and greeted him with a smile.

"First of all, I have to ask for a love for La Cal Bhutto. He told me backstage that I hope Caesar can let him go and change the name of the toilet at the Pinetina base. What do you think?"

Altafini's words made everyone present laugh.

Yang Cheng shook his head, "This is no longer my responsibility!"

He knew Lacal Bhutto's intention. First, he could get a reward of 25,000 euros to participate in such a slander, which was definitely a good deal. Secondly, he was slandered by someone like this, which could greatly alleviate the criticism of him in Italy.

However, it was originally supposed to be a bucket of warm water under the stage, but Yang Cheng replaced it with snow water. The temperature was much worse, probably enough for him to drink a pot.

"First of all, we have to congratulate Caesar on first. Inter Milan just defeated Roma and tied Juventus' 10-game winning streak. It is currently in a very strong momentum." Altafini said with a smile.

The 63-year-old former star has now transformed into a well-known show host, but his stance is very firm. He always claims that he is a fan of AC Milan and Juventus because he has played in these two clubs. The former witnessed his peak and the latter witnessed his second spring.

"Have you ever thought about slowing down?" Altafini asked with a smile.

Yang Cheng shook his head, "No, I will strive to win with all my might, and this is true for every game!"

His words immediately made the Inter Milan fans who came to the scene cheer. They came to participate in this photography just to see Yang Cheng. Otherwise, Inter Milan fans would not like to watch Altafini's show because he always supports AC Milan and Juventus.

The focus of the discussion of this program is on some head coaching fields and tactics. Saky is the resident guest, and Altafini is the host. The two of them are partnering with each episode. The topics they talk about are of course about the Serie A, the guest team, and some recent hot topics.

The hottest topics nowadays are of course Inter Milan's winning streak and unbeaten record. Therefore, Sakchi talked a lot about this. He exchanged many tactical ideas with Yang Cheng, and invited Yang Cheng to make some suggestions on Italian youth training.

"I think Italy has done a very poor job in youth training and is far behind other European powers. If we don't catch up, it will probably not take long for the talent sector to break down. If we don't meet again, it will be difficult to achieve results again!"

Sachi agrees with this, "I think Inter Milan has done a good job in this regard and is willing to give players a chance."

It can be seen that this Italian football godfather admires Inter Milan, which Yang Cheng is in charge.

Altafini seemed to have some opinions about Yang Cheng's secret praise of Inter Milan, and asked: "Where is Caesar's clue about Italian football?"

"Football School!" Yang Cheng said with great certainty that he had done a serious analysis.
To be continued...