Nottingham Forest was drawn into the group of death. Under the influence of the English media, it became another conspiracy by the UEFA against Tony Twain and his team. Even though none of the confident media outlets could really produce conclusive evidence, the readers loved this tone.
"With Guardiola and his Barcelona, they no longer need to rely on Tony Twain's team to reach the knockout stage and fight for the biggest commercial benefits for the Champions League. But even if it's just the group stage, they have to squeeze out every last bit of value from Twain. They've drawn Nottingham Forest and Juventus together. The feud from two seasons ago will continue to play out this season. The media and the audience all love to watch such a strong showdown. "
The Sun, which had always been known for daring to say anything, said so. It seemed to have some truth to it.
Tony Twain, on the other hand, insisted on the point he made to the media after the draw: the group of death was not the group of death for him and Forest, but the group of death for the other three teams.
He was not very concerned about the "group of death" that the media had hyped up. Because the most important thing at the moment was to go home and celebrate his birthday with Shania.
Shania had been in America for some time. This time, she had rushed back because of Uncle Tony's birthday.
Twain loved his work, but now he treasured the time he spent with Shania even more.
A person who had died once would be more open-minded about some things, but would be more stubborn about some things than before.
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While Twain was still in Monte Carlo, Monaco, attending the Champions League draw ceremony, Shania had already quietly returned to her home in Maypri, Nottingham, alone.
These days in Los Angeles, she seemed a little distracted, be it at work or school. Her manager, Mr. Fasal, noticed her abnormality. But on second thought, he knew it must have something to do with Twain's birthday, so he did not mind. This was a matter between the two of them. As an outsider, it was no longer appropriate for him to speak.
The matter that made Shania act abnormally was indeed related to Tony Twain's birthday. She was worried about what birthday present to give Uncle Tony.
On his fortieth birthday, Shania had given him a car. Twain had already told her not to give such an expensive gift again. Although he liked these two cars very much and had always been driving them. But as a man, asking his little wife to buy a car for him was a little unreasonable — he couldn't let others think that he was a guy who lived off a woman.
So, on Shania's birthday, Twain gave a cute Beetle to Shania. The two of them were even.
So now, what should Shania give?
Choosing a gift for your sweetheart is really a troublesome matter. Ever since he quit smoking and drinking, Tang En had almost no other hobbies, so it was impossible to cater to his preferences.
When she was vexed, Shania once went to Sister Gloria to give her advice.
This woman who was always in the circle of men but never touched a single leaf on her body said with a smile, "If you feel that you still lack something in your life, then give it to me."
Then, Shania began to rack her brain to think about what she and Uncle Tony lacked in their lives …
They didn't lack anything in life. The impact of the financial crisis on the rich was not as big as imagined, and the impact on the hardworking rich was even smaller. She really couldn't think of what she lacked the most materially.
As for spirituality …
She felt too lonely alone in Los Angeles. She believed that Uncle Tony felt the same way alone in Nottingham. Did she or he have to end their work and devote themselves to the other person and become the other person's vassal?
Shania felt that neither she nor Uncle Tony was that kind of person.
What did they lack the most …
She was vexed like this for a few days. On the last day before returning to England, a joke from Mr. Fasal, who was seeing them off, suddenly made her understand what she lacked the most.
In the car to the airport, Fasal joked with Shania and Twain as he drove, "Jordie, you and Tony have been married for more than a year. When can you see your child?"
It was a joke, but it touched Shania's heart.
She wouldn't have thought of it if others had not mentioned it. She and Uncle Tony had been married for more than a year. As long as they were together, they would make love almost every day. But her body just didn't respond …
They didn't take any contraceptive measures, but Shania just didn't move.
She suddenly thought of the best birthday present to give Uncle Tony — she wanted to successfully get pregnant on Uncle Tony's birthday.
Giving Uncle Tony a child would be an even more valuable gift!
Shania was proud of her idea and laughed in the car.
Fasal saw her laughing in the rearview mirror and felt strange.
"It's nothing, Mr. Fasal. I suddenly thought of the best gift to give Uncle Tony. "
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In reality, time was very tight for Twain. The draw for the Champions League was held on the evening of September 8th. Then the coaches would attend a cocktail party. It was almost late at night, and he could only rush back early the next morning. That way, he could make it in time to celebrate his birthday with Shania on September 9th.
When Tang En hurried home, he saw Shania in the living room, just as he had wished.
"Safe on base." Shania made a gesture of a baseball umpire.
Twain leaned against the door frame and let out a long breath. Then, he laughed.
"You're thinner than before, Shania."
"Keeping in shape is a compulsory subject for models." Shania walked over with her cat-like steps, trying to tease Uncle Tony. "Happy birthday, Uncle Tony!"
Twain hugged her and gave her a greeting kiss. But he didn't respond to her teasing immediately. He was concerned about another issue. "We still have half a day. I don't want to spend it all in bed, Shania. Let's go out and play? "
Shania could only let go and shrugged. "Sure. But I declare that dinner must be eaten at home. "
"Did you learn some good dishes again?" Twain smiled bitterly. For Shania, her greatest joy in family life was learning how to cook from people everywhere and then using Twain's mouth and stomach as a laboratory. Although her culinary skills had improved slightly over the years, in general, most of the things she cooked were actually inedible …
Shania didn't answer. She just chuckled and looked very mysterious.
"Where are we going to play?" she asked.
"Anywhere. We'll go shopping. Aren't you going to give me a gift? "
"Hmm …" Shania's dark eyes darted around. "Okay! What do you want, Uncle Tony? "
Twain was stumped by the question. He really didn't know what he wanted, so he coughed and said, "As long as it's from you, anything will do!"
"How perfunctory!" Shania rolled her eyes and then hooked her arm around Twain's. "We'll eat out for lunch. Let's go, Uncle Tony!"
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As the Jeep had been sent to the garage for maintenance when Twain went to draw lots, and the Beetle that Twain had given to Shania was far away in America, the two of them could either choose to take a taxi or a public bus when they went out.
Twain first gave Landy a call to ask if he was free. The answer he got was that Landy was on his way to Birmingham Airport. Of course, Twain couldn't ask him to abandon the guest midway and run back to Nottingham to pick him up. Twain wasn't too willing to take a taxi with an unfamiliar driver. So, he might as well take the public bus.
Shania also agreed. Although she was a real star, she didn't think being a model was a big deal, perhaps because she never liked being a model. So, giving up driving and choosing to take public transport was not something she couldn't accept.
The two of them only wore sunglasses and got on the public bus into the city.
Someone on the bus recognized them — both Twain and Shania were very famous in Nottingham. There were even people who took out their phones to take pictures of them. The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and there weren't many people on the bus. Other than people taking pictures, no one came up to talk. Other than returning the greeting, the two of them didn't pay much attention to them. Just like that, they enjoyed the life of an ordinary person.
When they reached the station, the two got off and took another public bus, heading towards the busiest city center. Before they left, they didn't forget to continue waving to the passengers on the bus.
On the public bus, the two also encountered the same situation. However, as they neared the city center, the number of passengers on the bus increased, and they received more attention. It looked like some people were surprised that big stars like Tony Twain and Shania chose to take public transport. Some people looked at the two of them and whispered to each other, discussing spiritedly.
Twain and Shania pretended not to hear those discussions. They calmly sat side by side in their seats and turned their heads to look out the window in unison, admiring the view of the street.
If it was before his transmigration, it would be hard for him to imagine what it would be like to be surrounded and photographed by people on the bus. But now, he could take it in stride.
Shania also didn't care what those people did. She would occasionally joke with Twain, chatting in low voices, and then laugh happily in the noisy bus. She was more open than Twain. This was the makings of a natural star …
That afternoon, the two of them lingered in the city center for a long time, buying a bunch of things that Shania liked and didn't need. As the sky gradually turned dark, the two of them carried a bunch of bags and took the bus back to Mapperley.
At this time, Twain complained that if he drove, he wouldn't have to carry so many things and be squeezed on the bus …
Shania would roll her eyes at him. "Who asked you to send the car for repair at this time?"
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After the two of them returned home, Twain lay on the sofa, exhausted and unwilling to move. His feet were aching. Shania, on the other hand, excitedly threw down the things and ran to the kitchen.
"You're so excited …" Twain felt increasingly terrified when he saw Shania like this. "What kind of shocking feast are you going to make again?"
"Dinner of love!" Shania poked her head out of the kitchen and made a face at Twain.
Twain knew that Shania had always been mischievous and didn't pursue the matter. Anyway, there would definitely be a surprise or surprise waiting for him. This was the good thing about being with Shania — you never knew what you would eat for your next meal.
He rested for a while and began to rummage through the spoils of the afternoon.
Other than some daily necessities, there was also new clothes for the two of them. She bought him a suit, casual wear, a shirt, a long-sleeved T-shirt, a jacket, a tie, leather shoes … Shania bought very little for herself, only one bag.
Twain didn't look at it when he paid. It was Shania who swiped her card anyway — because it was his birthday today. Now, looking at the delicate pink bag, he suddenly became curious and wanted to see what clothes Shania had bought for herself. When she bought it, Shania didn't do it in front of him.
So, he reached out and flipped open the bag.
He had just taken out something that made him dumbfounded — he was holding a pair of pink sexy lingerie in his hand!
He and Shania had never used this kind of thing in their married life … because Shania's youthful and energetic body was more attractive to him than any sexy lingerie.
He couldn't understand why Shania would buy this thing.
He held the lingerie in his hand, held it behind his back, and walked into the kitchen. He had to clarify — he didn't want Shania to secretly buy it and bring it back to America to wear for some man to see.
He quietly appeared behind Shania. Shania, who was busy, did not notice that there was an extra person behind her.
Twain didn't open his mouth to ask because he was already shocked by what he saw.
He saw two whole boxes of oysters …
Even the stupidest person would know what oysters were for.
Beside the oysters, there was an unopened can of caviar bought from Fortnum in London.
Both were aphrodisiac foods.
"I'm not so old that I need to rely on food to replenish my sexual energy, Shania …"
Twain's sudden words shocked Shania. She clutched her chest and turned around, glaring at Twain. "Are you trying to scare me to death, Uncle Tony?"
Twain transferred the sexy lingerie in his left hand to his right hand and continued to hold it behind his back. He then extended his left hand and pointed. "Are you not satisfied with my performance in bed?"
"Of course not!" Sensing the displeasure in Twain's tone, Shania hurriedly explained, "I just wanted to add some spice … a candlelight dinner, and I even ordered a chocolate cake! Don't you think it's very romantic? "
Twain pursed his lips. "I already think it's very romantic that you specially came back from America. I have very low expectations. "
Shania put her hands around Twain's neck and said softly, "I want to give you the best birthday present, Uncle Tony."
"I've already received it. Those clothes outside …" Twain pointed to the living room outside the kitchen.
Shania rolled her eyes and blamed Uncle Tony for spoiling the mood. "How can those things compare to the real present I want to give you? I want to give you a child! "
Twain was so shocked that he almost jumped out of Shania's hands. He thought he had heard wrong. "You're pregnant?!"
Shania continued to roll her eyes. She felt that Uncle Tony was simply hopelessly stupid.
"I want to get pregnant! Just tonight! "
"Hey, Shania. How can something like pregnancy come just like that? "Twain did not know who was the stupid one …
Hearing Twain's doubts, Shania smiled smugly. Shania smiled proudly: "Today is my dangerous period, Uncle Tony ~ ~ ~"
Twain's eyes instantly widened. He seemed to have heard the most unbelievable thing.
Shania smiled happily in front of Twain. "You've lost, Uncle Tony! A candlelight dinner, champagne caviar, and oysters! This is the first part of my birthday present to you! "
Twain looked at the excited Shania, but in his heart, he was thinking that if he smeared the caviar on Shania's breasts, it might be more interesting …
Ah, I've sinned, I'm really a pervert …
That night, Tony Twain was very busy, while Shania was very fulfilled.
They both wanted a child. The life of two people and a cat had become a little lonely and boring after so long …
There must always be a little surprise in life. Whether it was Tony Twain or Shania, they both hoped that their child could become their surprise in the near future.
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