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Chapter 240 - Help

Kaka slowly turned her head to Clemens, neither lay down nor got up, but sat there calmly, stretched out her hand to put on the man's waist, and pulled him towards her with all her strength. Clemens asked in a low voice with some strange eyes: "Thomas, are you sure you want to help me?"

Clemens blinked suspiciously, then put two fingers together and held them up in front of him, about to speak out.

It is not difficult to help, at least it is not difficult for Mr. Daochang, there is no need to say anything about the difficulty of desire, just find the right acupuncture point, and the sound will naturally make it disappear.

Kaka didn't know what Clemens wanted to do, but looking at this posture, he knew that it was not the same as the help he imagined.He stretched out his hand and kissed Clemens' fingertips, then grabbed his wrist, leaned his head against the man's forehead, and said softly, "If you don't know what my help is Meaning, Thomas, I'm teaching you now, would you like to learn?"

Clemens blinked, blinked again, and nodded.

Kaka smiled and planted a kiss on Clemens' cheek, which was different from the usual forehead or lips. When the warm lips were pressed against the cool cheeks, there was a different feeling. The closeness during the kiss was not like kissing the warmth of the forehead, but it was such a simple closeness that made Clemens shrink his neck subconsciously, and suddenly tightened the corners of his mouth.Kaka didn't let him go because of this, but moved closer, and the soft hair touched Clemens' nose, and he felt as if he had stopped breathing.

Then, after Kaka left slightly, Clemens saw that Kaka's hand holding his wrist moved slightly. The insides of the wrists touched.

"Ricardo..." Clemens felt a little awkward, and he couldn't tell exactly how it was, but it was a little itchy and sad.

Kaka didn't insist this time, but quickly let go, but he pulled the man's wrist and put it into the white quilt.

At the moment when Clemens was slightly stunned, he put the man's hand where it should be placed, leaned his chin on Clemens' shoulder, turned his head and whispered into his ear: "Dear Thomas, I want to You can start to 'help', if you don't know anything, remember to ask me, I will teach you well."

Clemens's originally clear eyes suddenly became cloudy, not because of shyness or discomfort, but because Kaka kissed him again.

The kiss was deep and long, and Clemens wanted to gasp but couldn't. His wrist moved slightly under Kaka's guidance, and the tip of this man's tongue seemed to be magical, making people unable to let go.

Clemens felt sad, and there seemed to be a place like Kaka, where he wanted to be relieved.

Kaka also noticed something strange, he let go of the corner of Clemens' lips, looked down, and suddenly there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "Thomas, I think we need to hurry up, it's not until Jorge arrives It's getting closer."

Clemens looked at him with a slight frown. The two of them hadn't just dated, nor were they young kids who didn't know anything. Of course, Kaka might really think that Clemens was still too young, but Daoist Although the master cultivates the Tao and does not provoke lust, he still knows some things that should be known, and he will not be hypocritical when doing these things.

He is now missing only one exit.

"Tell me how to do it." Clemens' voice was a little hoarse, but his eyes were as calm and firm as ever.

Kaka likes this attitude of her own children, which is very interesting.

He smiled and stuffed his hands into the quilt, and said in a low voice, "Then we can be more straightforward, I swear I have never felt that time is so precious."

Clemens didn't have time to listen to what Kaka had to say, he put his forehead on the man's heart, his brows were slightly frowned, his mouth opened and he couldn't control his voice to pant.

"Ricardo, your wrist is sore..."

"Okay, leave the rest to me."

Clemens handed over the initiative without hesitation. When he narrowed his eyes slightly, Clemens felt that he had found another interesting thing.

===

When Mendes knocked on the door on time, it was Kaka who opened the door.

"Good morning, Jorge." Kaka smiled brightly and gently, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Mendes felt that Kaka was extremely happy today, which is a good thing, after all, only when he is in a good mood can he make better money... Cough cough, work better.The Portuguese agent came in, changed his slippers skillfully, followed Kaka into the living room, and saw Clemens sitting on the sofa rubbing his wrists.

"Thomas, what's wrong with you?" Mendez, who was already in a hurry, rushed over and asked.

It's not that Mendes is superfluous, but because Clemens has just recovered from his injury recently, and he was fouled fiercely by the French in the last game, which made Mendes really worried for several days.

Clemens shook his head: "No, I feel fine." As he spoke, Clemens took a prepared cup of tea and put it in front of Mendes.

The handle of the teacup faces the direction of three o'clock, just right, and the ceramic cup holder of the teacup is spotless. It looks like a simple cyan pattern, but if you look closely, you can see that one pattern of the cyan pattern is facing the person. All the teacups are like this, obviously they have been placed deliberately.

Mendes may not be able to observe it, but Kaka, who lives with Clemens every day, knows how amazing the combination of her child's cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder can be.He sat next to Clemens and whispered, "If you're tired, you can leave these things to me."

Clemens did not speak, but pursed the corners of his lips, and the tips of his ears were slightly pink.

Mendes took out two notebooks from his bag and handed them to them, with a bright smile on his face: "The last time I sent you a simple outline of the script in the mailbox, here are the details, you should familiarize yourself with it. You can follow me later. I made an appointment with them at noon, and the director this time is very famous, by the way, Thomas, you should be familiar with him."

Clemens suddenly twitched his eyes and lifted his eyes from the notebook: "...French?"

"Yes, Director Baptiste, he has worked with you on several commercials, but yesterday he praised you like a flower, and told me that he would bring you into Hollywood as long as you nodded." The door Des shrugged, "Of course, I won't agree, you belong to the green field, but I don't mind helping you maintain this relationship, and you have one more choice when you want to leave the football circle in the future."

Clemens didn't agree or refuse, it was polite, after all, Mendes really thought of everything for him.But anyway, Clemens didn't want to get too involved with the Baptiste director, who loved his art.

Really tired.

Kaka didn't know many things in the middle, but just focused his eyes on the book in his hand, carefully read each sentence, raised his eyebrows slightly at the end, and said with a smile: "Maybe this is the romanticism of Asians." ?”

Mendes took a sip from his teacup with a smile, put down the cup after hearing Kaka's words, and said, "This is a popular romance now, after all, everyone likes to see two handsome boys standing together, my dear." Ricardo, this may be a bit embarrassing for you, but believe me, the effect of this film must be very good."

Kaka glanced at Clemens, feeling that the man deliberately missed his realization, and his smile deepened: "No, it's okay, I'm honored."

After handing over the notebook to them, Mendes turned slightly sideways and picked up his mobile phone to contact the film crew to get ready. The moment he turned around, a hand reached out and quickly repositioned the handle of Mendes' cup to the correct position. direction, and then shrank back, looking calm as if he hadn't done anything at all.

Kaka helplessly stretched out her hand to rub Clemens's soft and smooth blond hair, and decided in her heart not only to buy back the bed this weekend, but also to buy a set of teacups without patterns and handles.

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At noon, a topic suddenly spread all over the Twitter circle, with more than [-] retweets within half an hour, and Ronaldo was tweeted many times.

Ronaldo, who was cultivating his fat son's interest in forwards at home on a rare rest day, brushed it up. He knew that Kaka and Clemens went to shoot commercials today, because the Internet self-media is now developed, and in There are quite a few people who started to build momentum during the filming, and Ronaldo didn't care, just took a look at it during the completely boring interval, but he immediately widened his eyes, feeling that the breath was stuck in his heart, and he couldn't get up or down. It's sad to go.

And that topic also entered Ronaldo's eyes with a bright poke there.

#Shock!Kaka dances with Clemens in the rain. Is it the sublimation of friendship or the budding of love? #