Could You Not Tease Me?

"No need! I still have my luggage unpacked! Get some sleep and your neck will be fine!" Hunter wolfed down his dinner, rushed out immediately, and left before the team doctor arrived.

"What's wrong with this kid?"

"I don't know, I'm nervous. But allergies are really troublesome at this time."

"Yeah, you can't take medicine casually. If he is still like this during the game, how can he stay?"

At the elevator entrance, Hunter pressed the button and let out a breath.

Someone suddenly lifted the towel around his neck, which startled him, and he immediately pressed the towel down.

"Lying grass! Donald is you!"

Donald put his arms around Hunter's shoulders, and said amusedly, "I said brother, are you too funny? Did you go out to exercise in a shirt? Why did you put a towel on your neck? Are you cold? Need a scarf?"

"Nah……"

Thinking of the bunny party that Donald canceled because of diarrhea, Hunter felt deep sympathy for him, showing off spontaneously.

"Hey, because I was so happy last night." Hunter deliberately lifted up the towel and showed it to Donald.

Donald was obviously frightened: "Mom! What's going on with you? You were exploded...exploded?"

"What happened?" Hunter looked at Donald in confusion.

The other party scratched his head: "No...it's nothing, if you get blasted, can you still stand and wait for the elevator today?"

"What happened to you today? I was kissed! Hahaha!"

"Kissed? By...who?"

Donald suddenly became nervous.That day he promised Winston that he would not take Hunter to pick up girls again. In a blink of an eye, this brat was covered with marks of glory. If Winston misunderstood that he took him there, he would not be able to wash it off even if he jumped into the Rhine. up!

Hunter pulled out a bad smile, and described "Lilith Night" in an exaggerated manner.

"That kind of place... how did you get there? You can't get in with money!"

"I won't tell you." Hunter blinked his eyes mysteriously, seeing Donald's surprised expression, and he was proud that he finally won a victory in front of this old fritter.

Donald swallowed, "Well... I... I have a turtleneck sweater for you to wear... I think you won't be able to get rid of this impression in Austria... Don't let Van Winston see it."

"Why?" Hunter found that Donald was a little different today, as if... guilty?

"I'm afraid that if he sees you, you won't be able to participate in the next competition...you can only lie on the bed!"

brother!My reminder to you has been so clear, can you stop tossing it?Picking up girls is precious, and the price of life is even higher!

"Ah? Why? It was Winston who took me there!"

"How could Winston take you to that kind of place! He won't let others touch it at all..." Donald suddenly thought of something, "You just said that you were blindfolded when you were having sex with people?"

"Yeah. Interesting?" Hunter blinked triumphantly.

"You also said...you drank a little too much?"

"Well, I'm drunk for the first time."

His first real drink was at the Warehouse Bar in Montreal, where Winston took him.And last night, I got drunk for the first time.From this point of view... Many firsts in his life were given to Winston.

Donald patted Hunter on the shoulder, and there was an inexplicable twist in his smile: "These women are really strong enough! I don't know, I thought it was a man's kiss!"

"Ah... how is it possible?" Hunter looked at Donald with "you're out of your mind".

"It's okay, it's okay... just be happy with everything!"

"After the Austrian game, is there any activity?" Hunter showed an expectant expression.

"Activity? Do you still want an activity?"

"...Isn't it you who get a bunch of people out after every game?" Hunter frowned and looked at the other party, poking his chest with his fingers, "Hey... why do I think you're abnormal? "

"What's wrong with me? It's because your brain circuits are not normal enough! After the game, you should recharge your batteries and take a good rest!"

The elevator came, and Donald walked in quickly.

"Did you have diarrhea and make your head stupid?"

Early the next morning, Hunter flew to Austria with his suitcase and the team.

In the waiting hall, Hunter was playing match [-] games while waiting for the boarding notice.

A few stewardesses were pulling suitcases and walking in front of them in skirts, smiling sweetly and swaying.

All the male compatriots in the team raised their heads subconsciously, even McGrady, who has always been a bad fart.

Hunter looked at their calves exposed outside the skirts, which were white and elegant, and swallowed subconsciously.

McGrady let out a sneer: "You kid, it seems that you have never touched a woman's leg. The saliva is about to fall on the phone!"

Hunter raised his eyebrows indifferently: "Although I haven't touched a woman's leg, it's better for a woman to please me and kiss me than you, a twisted guy?"

"I know bragging, obviously the hair is not fully grown!" Mai Di gave him a white look.

This made Hunter very angry, and he stood up suddenly.

"What are you doing?" Maddie asked.

"I'm going to the bathroom, take a picture and pass it on to you!"

"Let the water go! I don't care to see your little Hunter!"

Hunter snorted and went to the bathroom.

The phone vibrated, and a text message came from Winston.

Hunter smiled and opened the text message. There were only a few short words: What are you doing?

Hunter grinned and replied: "Go to the bathroom and take a picture!"

Winston's reply was so quick that Hunter wondered how fast he could type: what?

Hunter replied: Shoot my little Hunter!That bastard McGrady is mocking me for not having full hair again!Today I want to show him clearly!

In just a few seconds, Winston's reply made him almost choke on the screen of his phone: Go take a picture, but just send it to me.

Hunter scratched the back of his head, thinking brother, you always make such jokes that make me blush and heartbeat, sorry, this is really not good!

He quickly replied: The ghost sent it to you!

Winston's reply made him want to simply throw the phone out: either don't take it, or send it to me.Otherwise, I'll drag your little Hunter down.

"I really can't continue communicating with this guy!"

Gritting his teeth and complaining, Hunter seemed to hit someone.

The other party let out an exclamation and staggered backwards. Hunter subconsciously reached out and grabbed the other party's waist. When he saw the other party's face clearly, he couldn't help but froze: "Lilith?"

"Ah...it's you..."

It was one of several women who accompanied Hunter on Lilith's Night.It's just that at the moment she is wearing a skirt and pulling a suitcase, and she is obviously also a flight attendant.

"What a coincidence! I can meet you here! Where are you flying to?"

"Austria." The other party smiled shyly.

Her make-up was light and elegant, her hair was coiled behind her head, she looked elegant and dignified, and she couldn't make people think of the extremely seductive witch Lilith at all.

"What a coincidence, I'm also flying to Austria! We should be on the same flight! By the way, what's your name? You can't let me call you Lilith?"

"Amy...you can call me Amy."

"That...it's really unbelievable...the traces you left on me the night before yesterday are still there. It's really hard to imagine that the passionate woman is you! But I like you more now... "

Amy closed her eyes, turned her face, and smiled helplessly: "I think you made a mistake, these marks have nothing to do with me."

"Not you?"

Hunter was completely puzzled.

"At least I didn't leave it behind." Amy smiled and was about to drag the suitcase away from Hunter.

Hunter paused, looking at Amy's current appearance, she really didn't look like such a crazy and enthusiastic woman.

She said "at least it wasn't from me" and that was from the other two women?

"Then what did you do?" Hunter looked at her with a smirk in his pocket.

"I just tied your left foot to the chair, fed you the first glass of wine, and blindfolded you." Amy smiled and waved, and walked into the passage.

Hunter rubbed his chin. Although he was dizzy at the time, he was sure that someone was sitting on his body, so hard, so decisive kiss... It couldn't be his drunken hallucination.

A few minutes later, the radio sounded, and Hunter boarded the plane with his teammates.

He sat quietly in his seat, fastened his seat belt a long time ago, propped his chin, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Mr. Marcus on the side was a little nervous.

When humans think, God laughs.

As soon as Hunter thought about it, the team was in trouble!

But he was so quiet and "well-behaved" that Marcus couldn't bear to disturb him.

At this time, Hunter was recalling the madness of that night in his mind.

Who was the person pressing on him and kissing him?

The more I think about it, the more blurred some things become, but the feeling that impressed him... the clearer it is.

He remembered how hard the other party's fingers touched him, and the forceful thrust of the other party's tongue, like an out-of-control conquest.

...It is obvious that the person being controlled is himself, but Hunter feels that the other party's madness is completely centered on himself, spinning violently like subversive.

Obviously it scared him so much, but now he misses it again.

The plane entered the clouds and stabilized.

Hunter unbuckled his seat belt and walked to the bathroom, just in time to meet Amy who was covering a guest with a blanket.

"Hey, can I ask you a question?" Hunter asked.

Amy smiled politely: "If it's a question that has nothing to do with this flight, I won't answer you."

Amy left just like that, but Hunter followed behind her, suddenly pushed her into the bathroom, and locked the door surprisingly fast.

Everything happened in an instant, and no one noticed what Hunter did.

Amy stared at Hunter with wide eyes, and slumped on the toilet seat.

Hunter put one hand on Amy's ear and smiled at her: "You don't have to be so surprised. The reaction speed of a race car driver can be faster than the current. I just need you to answer my question."

"What?" Amy looked up at Hunter, her big beautiful eyes seemed to be filled with some expectation.

"That night, the one who kissed me..." Hunter faced Amy, and pulled his neckline open, revealing the traces that were about to disappear, "And the one who kissed me all over my body, who is it?"

"I...I can't tell you. This is the club's rule. If I tell you, I will be fired. The income there is very important to me. And..."

Amy hesitated.

"And what?"

"And, after you got drunk, I left your side."

"Okay." Hunter's intuition told himself that although Amy was hiding something, she didn't lie.

He straightened up, with his pockets in his pocket, and looked at Amy with a smile: "Then in Austria, can I treat you to dinner?"

Amy can be sexy and cute, like the woman of his dreams.

"I would like to, but I can't."

Amy shook her head regretfully.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"No... I can't touch you."

"You can't touch me? Why?"

"It's still the same reason... If I touch you, I will lose my job in the club... let alone have dinner or socialize with you."

"I know I may be younger than you, and you may not like childish..."

"No, please don't get me wrong, you are not childish... On the contrary, you are very sexy, but you just can't." Amy got up, carefully walked around Hunter in this narrow space, and walked out of the bathroom.

Hunter's strengths were slumped, and he didn't know where his real problem was.

If you think I'm sexy, why not?

"Hey, if you go back to London next year...you can come to me if you're still alone." Amy blinked.

Hunter pressed his head and sighed: "It's as if I already have a woman now."

Ah, I forgot to ask her, what are the names of the other two Liliths.

But...it doesn't matter if you can't find it, at least I will always keep that crazy fantasy.

After the plane arrived in Vienna, Austria, the team transferred to Stiespielburg, where the Red Bull Circuit is located.

When the team came to the hotel, Hunter threw the luggage into the room, opened the window, and he could see the unique cozy and elegant scenery belonging to Austria.

really beautiful.

Hunter took a deep breath, every pore seemed to be opened.

He left the room and walked on the forest path near the hotel.

Not far away is a clear lake, the undulating mountains in the distance, the blue sky, and the artificially built waterfalls on the rocks beside the lake, like a rain curtain and fog curtain.

With his pockets in his pocket, Hunter suddenly thought, which hotel does the Ferrari team stay in?Can you also see such a beautiful view?

When the lake water and the sky became one, Hunter inexplicably thought of the scenery he saw on the London Eye that day, as well as the poem that Winston almost whispered.

"If I had a brocade of heaven... Woven with rays of gold and silver, a brocade of azure, gray, black... Changing night, morning, dusk, and day... I would like to spread this brocade under your feet."

Hunter was leaning against a tree, looking into the distance, the setting sun was hanging down on the lake, it was really like a dream.

And somehow he began to miss Winston.

"But I have nothing but dreams..." His brain followed Winston's voice in his memory, as if being guided, he laughed at himself, never expecting that he could remember such a complicated poem, or what he remembered was Winston's voice, "Spread my dream under your feet."

In front of him was the barrier car. Winston, in the distance that was obviously very close but seemed to be waiting for Hunter to cross, said to him: Take it easy, Hunter... because my dream rests on under your feet.

Obviously before, I thought the scenery of the London Eye was too static, but at this moment...but I miss it again.

"Take it easy, because my dream rests under your feet."

A soft and intellectual voice came from not far away.

Hunter turned his face and saw a woman who was taking pictures of the sunset with a SLR camera.

When she took off the SLR camera and smiled at Hunter, Hunter was surprised to find that the other party turned out to be Audrey Wilson, a well-known media personality.

In the past, Hunter just watched her from a distance interviewing "Jaws" Charles, or Owen of the Red Bull Racing Team, and Winston the most times, or saw her on TV. Less than three meters away, Yingying smiled.

"Hi, Miss Wilson...Thank you very much for the flowers you gave me at the last stop." It took two seconds for Hunter to react.

"Your performance impresses me, and your refusal to give in in the face of adversity convinces me that your performance in Montreal is not luck or coincidence. I am looking forward to what you can achieve in this stop."

Audrey Wilson held out her hand to Hunter.

This was the first time that a first-class media person took the initiative to express his favor to him. Hunter suddenly became nervous, and he was worried that he would suddenly say something bad.

"Someone told me before that you have a stutter... But just now when you read Yeats' "If I Had the Brocade of Heaven", it was natural and romantic, and you looked into the distance as if you were missing someone."

"Yeats? Is he a poet?" Hunter asked curiously.

"You don't know who Yeats is, but you can recite his poems?" Audrey laughed.

"This poem was read to me by someone else, and I just remembered it suddenly."

"You are really cute and honest. Others, most of them will pretend to understand everything at this time." Audrey tilted her head and looked at Hunter, suddenly showing a regretful expression, "It's a pity, I I can't bear to pursue you anymore."

"why?"

"You know that the poet Yeats has been courting the actress Maud Gon all his life. Although this love affair has no result in his life, she is his eternal dream. If someone reads this poem to you...she must be in the bottom of her heart Treat you as the most important person who cannot be given up. She may love you very much, and being with you is her pursuit beyond everything."

Hunter froze there, and laughed at himself two seconds later: "It's not her, but him."

"what?"

"It was a man who read a poem to me."

"Oh...you..." Audrey showed a surprised expression.

"Hahaha, he is my most important friend right now. Because we are both racing drivers, we have a common goal. He is much better than me, so I have been waiting for me to catch up with him as soon as possible."

"It's really enviable." Audrey lowered her head and smiled.

"Envy what?"

"Obviously in the same field, each other is a competitive relationship. For example, what I...all the colleagues around me are not looking forward to my success, but to fall from a high place. The uglier the fall, the better. But you are different, I can tell by the look on your face when you mention him that his existence makes you full and happy. In any field, only a well-matched contest can be exciting."

"Thinking about it this way, it seems to be true." Hunter showed a big smile.

"However, Evan Hunter...you are such a little liar." Audrey tilted her head and looked at him carefully.

"Me? What did I lie to you about?"

"It deceived a lot of people. After the British Grand Prix, my colleagues went to interview the Marcus team. They came back and said that Evan Hunter had a slight stutter and could not speak when he was nervous." Audrey on Taking a step forward, Hunter's shadow was in her beautiful eyes, "But just now when you were reciting poems, and when you were talking to me...you didn't get stuck once."

Hunter turned his face to the side and smiled helplessly: "I'm not lying. I really can't speak when I'm nervous."

"Oh... I understand, because I am not attractive in front of you, so you can be so calm."

"No... no! From the time I watched you interviewing other drivers from a distance, I envied them! Because they can talk face to face with an attractive woman like you..." Hunter became anxious , he did not know how to explain.

"Well, look at how nervous you are now. I believe in you." Audrey half-jokingly hooked Hunter's chin with her finger, "After this race, I hope I can have the opportunity to interview him face to face. you."

Hunter froze.

Only young drivers who have been assessed by Audrey as having potential will be invited for face-to-face interviews.

That is to say, after these two competitions, does Audrey recognize his strength?

The mood jumped up, and Hunter felt that his dream was about to come true.

"Hunter, you are here."

The slightly cool voice seemed to connect the setting sun and the night together.

When Hunter came back to his senses, he saw Winston standing not far away with his pocket in his pocket.

The author has something to say: Salted egg time:

Hunter: Why did Amy say she can't touch me?

Winston: Because if she touches you, I'll fire her.

Hunter: what?You didn't let Gina touch me last time at the warehouse bar!Don't let Amy touch me this time!Did you take me to pick up girls?

Winston: Of course I didn't take you to pick up girls.

Hunter: Then what are you taking me for?

Winston: Take you to get fucked by me.