Could You Not Tease Me?

"Ouch, Marcus's team is in conflict?"

"What's wrong? Stuttering?" McGrady tilted his head and looked at Hunter provocatively.

Suddenly, Hunter took a step, and his fist was about to hit McGrady in the face.

"Oh..." the people around exclaimed.

Marcus tried to grab Hunter, but he moved too quickly.

At this moment, Hunter just wanted to smash McGrady's face, but there was a force holding down his waist and pulling him back.

He fell backwards, slamming his back into someone.

He wanted to break free from the other party, but that hand...or that embrace was so powerful that it held him tightly, making him unable to move.

A racing driver's physical strength is very strong, and there are not many people who can hold Hunter tightly and cannot move.

But Hunter wanted to step forward desperately, he gritted his teeth, hating himself.

In the bathroom before, it was obvious that McGrady could not be moved by how much he insulted him, but the tighter the hug behind him was, the more ashamed he felt.

It seems that I have become a weak person and need to be attached to the strong one.

Not so, never so.

It never occurred to him to borrow any ounce of Winston's strength.

Even though they were completely different drivers in Formula One, Hunt thought he was at least independent in his mind and on an equal footing with Winston.

But when Maddy said those words in front of so many people, in front of Winston, everything changed.

"You..." Hunter's vocal cords were about to snap, but he just couldn't speak properly.

Even one sentence is fine, let him curse out loud.

A piece of warmth pressed against Hunter's cheek, and Winston's breath passed by his ears, as if trying to enter his brain through hearing and interweave with his thoughts.

"Take it easy, Hunter...I'm here, relax."

That voice was too soft, as if he lowered all his body and didn't care about all the gazes, just to tell him.

"Leave it all to me, to me..."

Winston's cheek was pressed against Hunter's at a slight angle, and his breath fell on the corner of his lips.

"Why, even Van Winston can't save you now? Stuttering?" Maddy laughed mockingly.

In the next second, he felt as if his body had been violently pierced and firmly nailed to the marble wall behind him, and his throat seemed to be tightened like a hallucination.

"If you say another word, I'll knock your head off and stuff it in the toilet."

An extremely cold voice sounded, and Winston's side face was still firmly pressed against Hunter's forehead, but murderous intent boiled in his raised eyes.

The entire hotel lobby fell into dead silence.

Several reporters with work badges were stunned on the spot.

Marcus was also dumbfounded.

Maddie's eyes widened, he thought he had heard wrong.

No one had ever heard Vane Winston swear, and of course it wasn't swearing.

Although he is unsmiling, he has always spoken politely. When he first debuted, he also faced a lot of criticism. He never used an indifferent attitude to make the attacker feel contempt from a high place. When did he fight back with words?

Hunter, who was immersed in anger, didn't realize what Winston said just now. He tried to break out of Winston's shackles, raised his legs to kick him, and his eyes were sore.He knew that he was useless, and the feeling of powerlessness and loss of control many years ago struck again, and he was so anxious that tears were about to fall.

"you you……"

What the hell are you doing besides spraying dung!

Still unable to speak, all the muscles in Hunter's body tensed up due to tension.

But Winston pulled him back with only one hand, and with his other hand, he clasped Hunter's head and pressed it towards himself.

"What else can you do besides spraying dung?"

Winston's jaw went up in absolute contempt.

The media at the scene expressed surprise again, and Sauber driver Donald, who was used to seeing strong winds and waves, couldn't help blowing his whistle.

"You can keep getting out of control. I'm going to kiss you in front of everyone until you can say a full sentence to me."

Different from the soothing softness just now, the words Winston whispered in Hunter's ear carried an absolute pressure, and strongly returned the thoughts that were rushing around in Hunter's mind and couldn't be taken back.

The heartbeat gradually stabilized, Hunter took a deep breath, and turned his face to look at the other party's cold expression.

I will control myself.

control myself.

But I still really want to swear a word to relieve my hatred!

"Be careful……"

Hunter opened his mouth, and before he could say a word, Winston spoke the words that followed.

"Be careful I tear your bird off and stuff it in your mouth."

Everyone who knew Winston at the scene showed almost cracked expressions, while Hunter froze his head and turned to look at him.

The reason for his surprise was different from everyone else's.

Obviously he was "stuck", and he didn't yell out a word he wanted to vent, but Winston said it all for him.

Of course, all the dirty words like "fucking" have been removed.

"The first three sentences are what Hunter wants to tell you."

Winston let go of the silly Hunter, walked up to Maddy with his pockets in his pocket.

His sight is like a river falling straight down from a height of [-] meters, and the accumulated kinetic energy is enough to penetrate this planet.

Under such momentum, McGrady felt that he had been shattered.

"Now here's what I'm going to say to you - you better hope your ankle never heals. Otherwise, I'll send you off the track myself."

This is not a warning, Winston has enough strength to do so.

After speaking, Winston turned around and walked towards the door of the hotel.

When he passed by the silly Hunter, he lowered his head slightly, raised his fingers, and his knuckles brushed the eyelashes of his left eye, taking away the moisture in his eyes.

At that moment, the heartbeat that had recovered to be stable suddenly fluctuated, and Hunter took a step back.

"What are you expecting, really think I'm going to kiss you in front of so many people?" Winston looked sideways, looking into Hunter's eyes.

Even if everyone couldn't find it, Hunter could see the smile from the bottom of this guy's eyes, like a pod cracked in the sun.

It was as pure as if it was only for him to understand.

Hunter opened his mouth slightly, the tip of his tongue and vocal cords were not tight, but he was still speechless.

Winston leaned close to his ear and said softly, "I'll wait for you at the next bend."

After speaking, he walked out of the hotel's revolving door under the attention of everyone.

Two seconds later, the hotel hall was boiling.

"Oh my God! Was that really Winston just now? It feels like what he said just now is more than what he said in interviews with the media throughout the season!"

"Is he picking on McGrady at Marcus? Didn't you hear what he said? God—"

Hunter, who was still boiling with anger just now, completely calmed down.

Was Winston standing up for himself?

He hugged himself tightly, as if protecting him and comforting him.

He knew he'd be speechless if he got emotional, so he said things for him that he'd never been able to say...but why did he know what he was going to say?

It's like getting into his head!

Is Winston's cold image over?

Hunter looked around nervously, for fear that someone would take pictures or record what Winston said just now with his mobile phone.

"Ah! I forgot to take a picture just now! Because I was so surprised!"

"But... don't you think it's too imposing? It's almost like... like a king!"

"This makes it impossible for us to watch every media interview!"

"Wait, the first three sentences he just said were for Hunter! Evan Hunter of the Marcus team!"

The media was about to turn, and Marcus suddenly realized that he dragged Hunter past him.

"Let's go! Go now!"

Hunter was dragged out by Marcus and pushed into the car. By the time he realized it, he had already arrived at the track.

The whole team is in a tense state, and the mechanics are making final adjustments.

The sound of the engine jolted his mind back when all the vacant thoughts fell back.

In his mind was Winston's words "I'll wait for you at the next bend", and his heart felt as if he had been hit hard.

Winston will not stop for anyone, he will only go faster and further away.

But he told Hunter that he thought that at a certain corner ahead, Hunter would overtake him.

The race is about to start, and there is no extra time for Hunter to figure out and imagine Winston's thoughts at that time.

While putting on the fire mask, Hunter closed his eyes and laughed.

"Hey... what's the matter?" The mechanic looked at Hunter with some concern. Why is this guy a little abnormal today?

"It's nothing... There's a guy who trusts me so blindly."

"Then use this game to show him that his trust is not blind at all."

The other party patted Hunter on the shoulder.

Well... I also want to know how far I can go with this kinetic energy when the tension spring is released.

All drivers take their places.

The pole position of this race is still Shire of the Mercedes-Benz team known as the "Great White Shark".

Followed by Owen of Red Bull Racing.

In third place was Ferrari's Winston.

In this game, the battle for the top three will become the biggest suspense.

"Jaws" Charles has dominated for two seasons, and Owen of Red Bull Racing is also an experienced veteran. It is said that he will officially retire after this season.In addition to Irving, the other person who has the greatest pressure on the Jaws to win the championship is the 22-year-old Winston.

This is his fourth year in Formula One.He has been ranked in the top three in the standings, and last year he narrowly lost to Charles by only two points.

This year, many media are predicting that this will be the year when Winston breaks out.

The game is about to start, and Hunter looks ahead.

He knew that he was still far away from the bend that Winston mentioned, and today...he had to get closer to it!

All five lights went out, the sound of engines burst into the sky, and the audience went crazy.

Hunter rushed out, knowing that there were countless people behind him who were ready to surpass him.

The author has something to say: Salted egg time:

Hunter: Wow, it was really shocking when you ranted against McGrady for me!I just want to run in circles!

Winston: In this way, you have to run circles. Then when I really do something shocking, how many times will you circle the earth?

Hunter: What else can you do?

Winston: Hugging you, kissing you in front of the media, forcing you to admit that you love me.

Hunter: ...