"You pinch me so much." Taeyeon said to Yoona complainingly, then pulled out her hand.

The opponent's goalkeeper performed very well today. My husband's previous 4 shots would have scored at least 2 goals in the future.

Although the goalkeeper was replaced in the end, Manchester United was sent off one person.

Teammates are still ill.

This is Taeyeon's biggest feeling when she sees Park Tae-yeon playing football. Why don't she have a strong teammate? Not to mention Manchester United, she feels even more tired when playing in the national team.

"Do you tell me if I want Xia Yan to buy Messi and Ronaldo?"

"Ha?" Yoona looked confused, not knowing why Taeyeon said that. "Forget it, they came over and how could she think that her husband was in the limelight? I have quarreled with their two fans."

Taeyeon was stunned, then nodded with a bitter smile. Of course, no one of the fans of the three big ball kings was convinced by each other. There was no difference between fighting and fan circles.

My eyes were on the TV again. Because one person was missing, my husband returned to the backcourt and started defending, and he was no longer waiting for the opportunity alone in front.

I feel like this game is very dangerous, but the fun of watching the game is here.

"Wow~" Yoona suddenly became shocked again.

But Taeyeon didn't have time to care about her, because the ball was at her husband's feet, and then she started to drive the ball all the way.

The two of them watched without blinking, watching their husband pass one person in a row, two people, and then pass the third person.

"Ah~! It's so disgusting."

"Oh Moa." Taeyeon also shouted with pain.

After passing the last person, the opponent took the opportunity to slide the ball, and then put Park Tae-yeon on it. It hurts when he fell flat.

Seeing her husband rolling on the ground with his legs covering his arms, Taeyeon felt tears falling.

"Why, red cards, why don't you give red cards! Unfair, black whistle!"

Yoona yelled, but after giving her husband a shot to the end, she tilted her head in confusion.

"Huh?" Taeyeon also realized something was wrong. Her husband, who was in great pain just now, stood up quickly after seeing the referee taking out the cards, and then took the football and went to the position where he was just now to play the ball.

"This acting is not in vain." Yoona's mouth twitched. The foul was real, but it may not be injured. Her husband's life-and-death look was really a bit Neymar's. Well, it was just a pain, not a fake fall.

"27 meters?" Listening to the excited commentator, Taeyeon also regained her energy, and then grabbed Yoon'er's little hand.

"It hurts me." This time it was Yoona's turn to complain, but her eyes were still watching the TV without blinking.

There was a free kick opportunity in the last game, but my husband Ming didn't score. Unexpectedly, he had another chance today, and this position was even better than the previous game.

I watched my husband stand in front of the football with a confident look on his face, and then waited for the wall to be ready.

Yoona was also nervous, and the scene must be exactly the same. The expressions of fans on both sides were given on the TV. Manchester United fans were all so happy that they were so nervous that they were about to cry.

Because a free kick within 30 meters is not much different from a penalty kick for Park Tae-yeon.

As the referee signaled, Park Tae-yeon started running and then kicked the ball.

"Yeah~~!!!" Yoona screamed excitedly.

"Oh Mo, oh Mo, oh Mo, don't shake me." Taeyeon was a little dizzy when she was shaken by Yoona, but she had never heard of the smile on her face.
Chapter completed!