Chapter 29

The biggest score in Premier League history was when Manchester United beat Ipswich 9-0 in 1995, with Andy Cole scoring five goals in that match. However, after Jo Wanxian became the Chelsea manager, he rewrote that 9-year-old record in just two games!

After the match, the Chelsea players were visibly elated and calmly gave interviews to the media in the mixed zone.

Owen, who completed a hat-trick, said, "I just want to say one thing: playing under Jo Wanxian's tactical system is simply amazing! Playing here has made me rediscover my childhood dreams! And this feeling is even better than when I won the European Golden Ball in 2001!"

"Does this mean that joining Chelsea has given you a new lease on life? Does it mean you can now challenge for the European Golden Ball, or even the Ballon d'Or?"

The professionalism of the English journalists is indeed admirable, as they quickly stirred up the player's enthusiasm with just a few words.

"Of course, but that's not the main thing. My primary goal now is to help the team win the championship! That's all!"

Owen's smile still resembled that of the 18-year-old who once captivated England.

Kaka, on the other hand, was a bit more reserved: "I am very happy playing here, and I am delighted to have such outstanding teammates and to play under Mr. Wanxian's guidance."

Cech, who scored the first goal for the team, immediately expressed his respect for the head coach Jo Wanxian: "As for the penalty, it was entirely the boss's idea. He said that goalkeepers are the least likely to experience the joy of scoring, so he let me take the penalty. It will be the same in the future, just that simple."

Cech's one sentence blocked all the questions the journalists had prepared. What? It will always be like this in the future? Is this Jo Wanxian crazy?

Jo Wanxian did not attend the post-match press conference. He only briefly complimented Birmingham's head coach Bruce during the interview in the mixed zone, then handed the team over to Boas and hurriedly went to the Birmingham hotel alone.

The agreement had been made, but where was the lady? Hehe, a text message had already been sent: "I'm waiting for you in room 999."

By the time Jo Wanxian arrived at the Birmingham hotel, it was already 1:00 AM on August 22.

He gently knocked on the door and saw Cheryl's shy and timid face. She had clearly just bathed, her golden hair still wet, cascading down and half-covering her flawless face. Her eyes, like spring water, sparkled with a hint of shyness and laughter. The collar of her robe was slightly open, revealing a hint of her smooth, white breast.

Her eyes were bright and sparkling, with long lashes slightly curled, exuding a charming and captivating aura. She tilted her head and smiled sweetly, "Congratulations on your team's big win!"

Jo Wanxian looked at Cheryl, a bit dazed. This... this girl has a bit of the goddess Athena's aura? This... this is too sacred to be desecrated! Her eyes, her appearance, her figure, all were a feast for the eyes, especially her narrow waist, which accentuated her high, firm breasts and her shapely buttocks, making her a top-notch beauty!

Seeing Jo Wanxian's entranced look, Cheryl smiled and took a few light steps forward, pulling him into the room and locking the door. She whispered, "What? Scared, little virgin?"

"You... hmpf!" Jo Wanxian walked in with his chest out, showing his manly courage. He said boldly, "Miss Cheryl, are you ready to be my woman?"

Cheryl remained calm, shrugged her shoulders, and walked barefoot into the bedroom. Jo Wanxian's nose almost bled, and his heart beat wildly as he hurriedly followed.

Then he saw an even more tantalizing scene.

Cheryl untied the belt of her nightgown but did not take it off. Instead, she removed her pantyhose. As she slowly undressed, her flat, round abdomen was finally revealed.

The black low-waist panties clung tightly to her hips, the bulge in the triangular area making her look even more alluring. Her smooth, round thighs were pressed tightly together, leaving no space for even a small finger. Her knees were slightly arched, and her legs were smooth and lustrous, making her even more enchanting.

Cheryl slowly lay down on the bed, the white floral nightgown accentuating her chest, making Jo Wanxian's heart race like a boat on the crest of a wave, drifting towards her peaks and valleys...

Cheryl, unaware that her actions were being watched, suddenly noticed Jo Wanxian standing at the bedroom door, looking dazed. She asked curiously, "Jo Wanxian, why haven't you taken a shower? You're all sweaty and stinky! I don't like that smell; it ruins the mood!"

Jo Wanxian smiled regretfully and quickly went to the bathroom.

The bathroom was designed in a fresh style, with blue-flowered green tiles that looked refreshing. The shower products on the wall were neatly arranged. Cheryl had just used it, and the room was full of steam, but the bathtub was clean, with no non-golden hairs to be found.

A set of white bathrobes was placed on a high stainless steel rack, clearly left for him by Cheryl. However, Jo Wanxian had no intention of wearing a bathrobe. He took a shower and came out naked, steam rising from his body.

Cheryl was propped up on a pillow, reading a fashion magazine. When she saw Jo Wanxian come out like this, she gasped and covered her mouth, saying with a smile, "Didn't I prepare a bathrobe for you? Why... why did you come out like this?"

As she spoke, her eyes involuntarily glanced down, her face flushing with a hint of shyness. Her eyes became watery, as if they could drip with moisture.

"Since we're going to take it off anyway, and we're not strangers, it saves the trouble," Jo Wanxian laughed and leaped onto the bed, pinning Cheryl down with his body.

Cheryl wrinkled her nose, bit her lip, and watched as Jo Wanxian's face drew closer, her heart racing. She took a deep breath, her eyes sparkling, and gently closed them.

A passionate kiss had already made Cheryl lose herself. With Jo Wanxian's hands caressing her body, the usually composed Western girl blushed, her hands following his, seemingly trying to stop him but ultimately resting on his hands, moving with his touch, revealing her perfect body.

Her snow-white body, wrapped in a white nightgown, lying on a white bedsheet, made it hard to tell which was whiter. Her skin was soft and smooth, like snow on white paper, with a piece of jade wrapped inside, radiating a dazzling and translucent beauty.

Her bra and low-waist thong were black, the black accents making her snow-white skin even more striking. Jo Wanxian gazed at Cheryl's unusually alluring body and her gentle, charming expression, lost in a dream.

Suddenly, Jo Wanxian sat up, holding Cheryl's soft, fragrant body in his arms, making close contact. Her buttocks were extremely full, the perfect "peach" shape that makes men drool.

The weight of her body made her soft buttocks feel heavy, completely pressing against Jo Wanxian's body, soft and elastic, feeling incredibly comfortable.

Cheryl felt a large, firm object pressing between her buttocks, separated only by a thin strip of the thong. The sensation of its hardness and size brought a wave of heat, making her gasp and tremble, "Jo... Jo Wanxian, I'm ready..."

As she spoke, she reached behind her and unhooked her bra, gently pulling it off. Two small, white "rabbits" bounced out, jumping in front of Jo Wanxian's eyes. The red nipples were slightly erect, shining brightly, making him lean down and take one in his mouth, sucking hard, while his hand eagerly covered the other soft, white mound.

Western women are never as shy as Eastern women; they pursue active happiness rather than passive acceptance. Cheryl raised her white neck, shook her golden hair, and reached down to her legs, grasping the large, firm object.

"Ah..." Jo Wanxian shuddered at the touch of her cool hand, intensifying his tongue's movements.

Cheryl pulled aside the thong, trying to accommodate him, but her inexperienced movements were clumsy, and she couldn't manage it.

Jo Wanxian, excited, tightly embraced Cheryl, his chest pressing against her large, full breasts. After a passionate kiss, he whispered in her ear, "Do you want it?"

Cheryl bit her lip and softly nodded.

"Then let's start," Jo Wanxian gently licked her earlobe, making her sensitive body tremble.

Cheryl tilted her head back, her watery eyes looking at Jo Wanxian, seeking his approval. Jo Wanxian smiled and said, "Get the pillow from behind."

Cheryl understood and lay down on the bed, lifting her snow-white buttocks and placing the pillow she had been leaning on underneath. She then cooperated with Jo Wanxian's movements, lifting her waist, allowing him to remove her underwear.

Without Jo Wanxian's instruction, Cheryl's two white, smooth legs were already resting on his shoulders, her buttocks raised as high as possible, exposing the beautiful, smooth area between her legs, completely hairless, with only a hint of pink, enticing and captivating...

Jo Wanxian could no longer control himself, holding her smooth thighs and pressing his body down.

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**End of Chapter**