Of course, what North American media cared about most was the relationship between Fly and Emma Watson.
After all, Taylor had invited Emma to watch the match live. Even though the public knew London was Emma Watson's home ground, it couldn't stop the birth of various rumors.
After Emma Watson's fans learned about the rumors between their idol and Fly, they were all ecstatic.
In their hearts, Hermione's fame and influence were definitely above Taylor, this country bumpkin.
They didn't care about things like "Queen of Sales in the New Era" or "Music Industry Money Printing Machine".
Emma Watson, who entered the entertainment industry in the late 1990s, still had a very stable fan base in the industry.
At least the current Emma Watson hadn't become the grotesque, drug-addled mess she would later be.
Having just finished playing Hermione in the Harry Potter series, her looks were still online...
Faced with the excitement of Emma Watson's fans, Taylor's fans naturally wouldn't sit idly by. They were very satisfied with their brother-in-law and wouldn't allow other bitches to interfere in the relationship between Fly and Taylor.
As for Fly himself, he was currently being harassed by the main subject of the rumors.
Originally, Fly didn't plan to meet this crazy woman, Emma Watson, who had mental issues, but the latter was simply shameless and kept bothering Taylor. In the end, Taylor had no choice but to introduce her to Fly.
"Hey... Fly, I've heard Taylor mention you repeatedly in front of me for a long time. You don't know how gentle Taylor's facial expression is every time she brings you up. It truly makes people envious..."
Emma Watson put on a deliberately exaggerated expression, stepped forward two steps, and gave Fly a hug like an old acquaintance.
Although Fly was unhappy with Emma Watson's overly familiar behavior, he still held his nose and hugged this extreme feminist.
Just as Fly was pulling his arm away from her, Emma Watson deliberately rubbed her breasts against Fly, a seductive expression appearing on her face.
If it were an ordinary person, facing the provocation of Hermione, the childhood goddess of the vast majority of post-90s and post-00s generations, they definitely wouldn't be able to resist...
Certain unspeakable images would definitely appear in their minds.
But what Fly thought about was how Emma Watson would become an ugly mess from drug use in the future. As soon as he thought of that prematurely aged face, Fly felt uncomfortable all over.
Taylor watched Emma Watson's unrestrained closeness to her man, feeling a bit unnatural herself...
Although she hadn't thought Emma Watson would steal her lover from her, this scene still made her very uncomfortable.
Fly noticed his woman's expression wasn't right out of the corner of his eye, and quickly stepped forward two steps to hug her.
This hug was different from the perfunctory courtesy one just now. After Fly held Taylor in his arms, he gently nibbled on Taylor's ear with his teeth, causing her to let out a soft cry.
"My dear Fly, please don't get your sweat on me, thank you..."
Fly, with an innocent expression, slowly said:
"Honey, I took a serious shower after the match, I'm very clean now. If you don't believe me, should I take off my clothes for you to check?"
As he spoke, Fly even made a fake gesture of taking off his clothes.
This action directly gave Taylor a fright.
"Yes, yes, everything you say is right. Can't I just believe you? There are outsiders here, don't mess around..."
Taylor quickly pressed down Fly's hand that was lifting his clothes, then leaned her small head against his neck, enjoying this rare moment of tenderness.
It has to be said, Taylor's height was indeed too tall; being "like a little bird leaning on someone" like a normal woman was simply unrealistic for her.
It wasn't that Taylor didn't want to do that, but her height restricted her from being able to!
How can a 180CM girl be "like a little bird leaning on someone" in front of a guy less than 185CM tall?
Fly and Taylor, this couple, were enjoying their tender moment very comfortably.
As for Emma Watson, who was completely ignored on the side, she wore an awkward smile.
Finally, to make herself look less awkward, Emma proactively said:
"Wow... Taylor, Fly, you two are really too sweet! I even suspect I was brought here just to be killed as a'single dog'. It's really too much..."
For Emma Watson, a woman who was even more of a 'female sea king' than Taylor in his previous life, changing men was no different from changing clothes.
She was currently in a relationship gap, so saying she was a single dog was technically not wrong...
After hearing Emma Watson's words, Taylor rolled her eyes and said crossly:
"Emma, you don't want to find a man to have a proper relationship with, you just play around all day. Otherwise, you could also find a soulmate like me."
"After all, no one can refuse Hermione, right?"
'Will your man refuse me?'
Emma Watson replied in her heart, while on the surface she chuckled:
"Taylor, you know my personality. I can't stand those smelly men at all. Even the ones I've dated were just me reluctantly being with them to experience the taste of love..."
"Now I've had enough experience, and I just want to find a partner who can accompany me for life. This is truly too difficult..."
When Emma Watson said this, her eyes were fixed on Fly, clearly indicating that the "life partner" she mentioned was a man like Fly.
Even as an extreme feminist, Emma Watson wasn't immune to craving men.
Like most women, she was also lustful and craved handsome men.
Although she verbally spouted very "strong female lead" rhetoric like "women don't need to rely on men," "women shouldn't dress up to cater to men's preferences, that's gender discrimination," and so on.
But when it came to herself, Emma Watson still proved the saying "true fragrance" (meaning she ended up doing what she criticized).
See... now that she saw Fly, this super rich catch, she wanted to get her hands on him.
For this, she wouldn't hesitate even if it meant stealing her friend's man...
Listening to Taylor and Emma, these two famous 'female sea kings' from his previous life, discussing the topic of "finding a good man as a partner."
Fly's expression couldn't help but turn a little strange.
This scene, full of a sense of disconnect, made him momentarily stunned.
Taylor and Emma Watson chatted about the topic of "life partner" for a while longer, only stopping when Fly took the initiative to interrupt.
After giving Taylor a subtle look, Fly and Taylor found the right opportunity to say goodbye to Emma Watson and then slipped away directly to go home.
Although she didn't want the conversation with Fly to end so quickly, Emma Watson also knew the principle that good things take time.
Today was only their first meeting, after all, there was still some awkwardness, and some things were hard to say.
Emma Watson still needed time and means to conquer this man, so after getting Fly's contact information, she went home with her assistant.
"Fly, I swear, you will be my man sooner or later. I have the patience to slowly hunt you, this wild horse..."
Looking at the sky over London which was gradually turning cloudy, Emma Watson secretly made up her mind.
As for Fly, after returning home, he said a few things related to Emma Watson to Taylor, suggesting that Taylor should reduce her interactions with her, and then quickly got down to business...
Although he had just fought a world-class battle today, Fly's energy was still very abundant.
Perhaps he couldn't go back on the field for another match, but engaging in dual activities in bed was still not a problem...
"Mmm-hmm... Ah~~~"
A sound harmful to the physical and mental health of minors came from Fly's villa in London, startling the birds in the courtyard, who couldn't help but "get frisky" a few times along with it.
This night was destined to be beautiful and intense...
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It wasn't until noon the next day that Fly barely opened his eyes. He pulled out the arm that was pressed under Taylor's body, stretched his sore and numb limbs, and then slowly got out of bed.
Last night, Fly and Taylor played until 3:30 AM. Originally, Fly was full of confidence in himself, but later found that he had overestimated himself.
After all, he had played a 90-minute high-intensity match, and Fly's physical strength was still significantly affected.
Every time he wanted to sleep, he would always be awakened again by Taylor using special methods.
After reaching the peak several times back and forth and exhausting everything, he was finally let go by Taylor and got some rest.
Looking at the woman sleeping soundly on the bed, Fly shook his head helplessly.
This time was a special situation; his physical strength hadn't increased to a monstrous level yet. Compared to a monster of Wilt Chamberlain's caliber in the NBA, he felt ashamed of his inferiority.
"Next time, I must get my revenge. I can't work out on the day of the match anymore, I can't handle it..."
Fly swore that until his physical strength increased to a value of 90, he would absolutely not compete with Taylor in bed on the day of a match again.
A 180CM tall American girl was truly not one of those weaklings who would "collapse after one go."
If a man wasn't a bit more resilient, he would definitely be defeated by a woman.
Glancing at the news on his phone, Fly found a few comments he liked and casually liked a few.
Of course, these likes were given using a burner account. Fly wasn't foolish enough to like with his main account. The incident of a certain "Old 1.5" "drinking bathwater" reminded him to be careful when surfing the internet as a public figure.
Otherwise, he would easily become a joke among netizens.
Just as Fly was carefully enjoying the news where various media outlets were praising his performance yesterday in flamboyant ways, his phone rang.
Glancing at the name and seeing it was his agent, Allen, Fly clicked "Answer" and casually asked:
"Allen, do you need something?"
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