Chapter 547 Itchy
Chapter 547 Itchy
After breakfast, Deborah dug out the medicine box and applied medicine to Rongguang.Rong Guang took off only his underwear at first, but he felt that this was not good, so he put on a pair of shorts over the underwear.
Then she sat on the sofa and asked Deborah to give herself medicine.
Deborah used a cotton swab to sterilize Rong Guang with medical alcohol.
Rong Guang grinned and struggled from time to time, which was a sign that the wound was stimulated by alcohol.
"Don't move!" When he moved, Deborah's cotton swab was distorted.She had to grab Rong Guang's arm with the other hand before applying the medicine.
She concentrated on taking the medicine lying in front of Rong Guang. Rong Guang was condescending, and she could even look in through the neckline of Deborah's shirt and see the... scenery inside.
But Rong Guang couldn't see it soon, because Deborah changed her position, and she was disinfecting the wound on Rong Guang's shoulder.
Her head was just in front of Rong Guang's face, her long hair hanging down.In order not to get in the way, she also tucked one side of her hair behind her ear.
However, the hair hung down from the other side and fell on Rongguang's shoulders. Following her subtle movements, she gently stroked the skin on Rongguang's neck and shoulders.
Rong Guang felt a little itchy, but he couldn't stretch out his hand to pick it. Under the teasing of Deborah's hair, his itchy breathing became a little heavy, and the hot air from his nose directly blew to Deborah's cheeks and the roots of the ears.
Deborah felt Glory's breath, and the hot and humid air made her ears itch, and it itched all the way to her heart... Her cheeks also turned crimson.
This bastard... when will he tease a woman?
Deborah thought angrily.
Moreover, I was treating his wound, but he took the opportunity to tease me... How disgusting!
Thinking of this, Deborah raised her head and glared at Rong Guang.
But I found that the expression on Rong Guang's face was also very tangled - the facial features were almost twisted together... This is not an expression trying to tease a woman.
It was only then that Deborah came to her senses—how could Rong Guang's lump of wood be so provocative?
So she asked strangely: "What's wrong with you? Does it hurt?"
Seeing Deborah raised her head, Rong Guang finally had a chance to scratch it, and he stretched out his hand to scratch on the other shoulder.
"No, itches," he said.
"Itchy?" Deborah felt strange.She knows what alcohol disinfection feels like, and she knows it hurts, but when does alcohol disinfection still itch?
"Uh, your hair..." Rong Guang pointed to Deborah's long hair.
Only then did Deborah react.
Just now, the hair was hanging on Rong Guang's shoulders, and then it was gently brushed... It was really itchy!
"Ah, I'm sorry." Deborah put down the cotton swab in her hand, and tied a ponytail behind her head with a rubber band, so she couldn't touch the glory now.
She resumed disinfecting and prescribing medicine for Rong Guang.
This time, there is no hair-to-skin contact.
Rong Guang didn't feel itchy either.
But... Deborah suddenly felt a little lost in her heart.
Don't you still have no charm in front of this bastard?It turns out that I was self-indulgent before!
After giving Rong Guang the medicine with a straight face, she turned around and went back to her room without even saying hello to Rong Guang.
Rong Guang glanced at her back in a strange way, always feeling that something was wrong, not enough, but he didn't know...
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When Rong Guang went to training, in the club, because of the scars on his body, he naturally attracted the attention of the coaching staff.
This is just like what he did in Sao Paulo, he went for a physical examination, and under Dr. Wolfart's detailed examination, he came to the conclusion that it was just some skin trauma.
Even the test results were exactly the same as when they were in Sao Paulo.
The coaches are speechless.
But after the training officially started, everyone could tell something was wrong with Rong Guang.
His performance in training is not as good as before.
As for the reason for his poor performance...
"Rong Zai deliberately pursues possession of the ball with his left foot...whether it is stopping the ball, passing the ball, or shooting...it is the same." assistant coach Henk said to coach Magath.
"Is it because of the left-footed kick at the last moment against Juventus?" Magath immediately thought of the crux of the problem.
"I think...it should be." Henk nodded.
Magath pondered for a while, then asked Henk to listen to the training, and he went straight to Rongguang.
"Rong, you made the team's normal training difficult. You see, Michal, who is passing and receiving the ball with you, is basically unable to train." Magath pointed to Ballack who was standing next to him.
Embarrassed, Barack could only pretend he didn't hear.
Rong Guang also realized, he said to Magath: "I'm sorry, coach."
"Then why did you do this?" Magath asked, although he had already guessed the answer, but he still wanted to hear Rong Guang explain it himself.
"I found that my left foot is not very good at playing football. I want to make my left foot as good as my right foot..." Rong Guang explained.
"But you can be one of the best players in the world with just your right foot," Magath said.
"But I want to remove 'one', coach." Rong Guang replied.
Hearing Rong Guang's answer, Magath froze for a moment.This kid's ambition...is really big!
"I don't object to you strengthening your ability, Rong. But I hope you don't affect the team's normal training. Don't you give yourself extra training after training? You can practice this during extra training, but normal team training, I hope you can be the same as usual."
Rong Guang thought for a while, then turned to look at Barak next to him.
Barack noticed his eyes, spread his hands, and smiled helplessly at him.
It seems that his own waywardness really troubled Barak.
So he nodded: "Okay, no problem, coach."
Magath left satisfied.
Barack leaned forward: "I'm sorry, Rong. I didn't mean to discourage you, but I haven't even touched the ball a few times when I stand here..."
Rong Guang expressed his understanding: "I understand you, Michal. Lucas was the same as you this morning."
Lucas winked at Barack from the side, saying that he was also "deeply hurt".
Barack laughed. "So that's how you got those injuries?"
Rong Guang nodded: "Yes."
"But I'm still very curious. You just practiced kicking with your left foot. Why did you get bruises all over your body?" Ballack still didn't understand.
"Uh, I'm practicing dribbling with my left foot. To do this, I put a football into a net bag and tied the net bag to my left foot..." Rong Guang briefly explained how he did the special training.
But Barack was dumbfounded. During the process of Rong Guang's explanation, his mouth went from tightly closed to open, and it opened wider and wider until it was finally big enough to fit an incandescent light bulb into it.
"Is that how you practice?" Ballack asked in disbelief.
Rong Guang nodded: "That's right, that's how I practiced dribbling with my right foot back then."
After hearing Rong Guang's words, Barak fell silent.
Then throughout the training process, he was very silent.
But he was not distracted, on the contrary, he was more attentive and serious in training.
He understood the true meaning of Rong Guang's words "I'm not working hard enough"...
He felt that Rongguang had broken through the category of "hard work" and entered the realm of "desperate".
Ordinary people are hard to match.
But that doesn't mean you can give up your efforts.
I can't work as hard as Rongguang, but I can work harder!
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Rong Guang returned home and found an extra paper bag on the table.
"I bought it for you," Deborah said.
Then Rong Guang knew what it was.
He reached out and took out those things.
Brand new armor.
Knee pads, elbow pads, wrist pads, ankle pads, gloves and helmets, even shoulder pads.
The shell is all plastic, which is more wear-resistant and stronger than cotton.
"Thank you." Rong Guang said to Deborah holding these protective gear.
Deborah smiled.
Then she took out another bag, which contained old and worn protective gear.
"This..." When Rong Guang saw these things, he didn't know what Deborah meant.
"Keep it as a souvenir."
Rong Guang looked up at Deborah.
"Thank you," he said to Deborah a second time.
Deborah smiled at him: "You're okay, my father left you something, and he left me a debt, even the house is gone."
Rong Guang scratched his head in embarrassment, the sale of the house in debt was definitely not a good memory.
The atmosphere became a little awkward for a while.
Deborah didn't want to make the atmosphere so awkward, so she greeted Rong Guang: "Come and eat."
"Okay." Rong Guang nodded, sat at the dining table, and began to eat dinner with his head buried.
The two sides did not talk again, and the atmosphere was still a little awkward.
Deborah also felt it, how can I break this embarrassment?
She decided to take the initiative to find something to talk about.
"The wound on your body...are you okay?" she asked
Rong Guang raised his head: "It's okay. It's all skin trauma... By the way, I haven't said thank you for what happened in the morning. Thank you for giving me the medicine."
It's okay if he doesn't talk about it, but when he talks about Deborah, he thinks of the situation when she was giving Rong Guang medicine.
When Rong Guang's moist and hot breath hit her ears, she actually felt a commotion from her heart...
The commotion embarrassed her—because it was caused by Glory.
Could it be... Does this mean that I will be interested in that kid?
But... are you kidding me?
How could I be interested in him?
That kid who didn't grow up!
But the body's reaction couldn't be denied. At that moment, she felt itchy from the base of her ears to her heart...
This made Deborah feel a little ashamed.
Her body would actually respond to someone she didn't like...
So when Rong Guang sincerely thanked her, she buried her head deeply...in the dinner plate.
"What's wrong with you?" Rong Guang noticed Deborah's actions.
Deborah waved her hands quickly, her voice panicked: "No, it's nothing. I'm nothing, nothing..."
Seeing her like this, Rong Guang became more and more strange, but since the other party said it was nothing, then don't ask.
Just like that, the two continued to eat quietly, and the atmosphere became even more... awkward.
Deborah's attempts to salvage the awkward atmosphere had failed completely!
But who is to blame?
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(End of this chapter)