Could You Not Tease Me?

He remembered Winston's words and deeds, and suddenly felt that all this was extremely terrifying.

"What?" Winston chuckled, and tapped his lower lip with his finger, "You sure don't remember how you bit me, do you?"

ah... bleeding...

It hurts just thinking about it!

"Your relative's skills really need to be improved. I really don't think you can give any woman a good night."

Winston turned his face sideways, stretching the line of his neck, and in profile, Hunter saw a small deep red mark.

"This...is this my kiss?"

"Do you think this is my own kiss?"

There was an almost imperceptible smile on the corner of Winston's lips, but his voice was very cold.

Hunter suddenly felt that he had committed a heinous crime, and he really wanted to kneel under the other party's slacks.

But it was all too late.

"Trouble your little Hunter for the past few days. See you on the track."

After speaking, Winston left.

Hunter stood there in a daze, still unable to digest all this.

"I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

Originally, failing to enter the top five for three consecutive stops, at most, it was just a striptease for Winston!Hunter had already figured it out, at worst, he would have a hip-hop dance in his underpants.

But now... if this station...

He doesn't want to be caught by that guy from Winston... The gamble is too big...

Then Hunter felt like an idiot.

Winston was clearly threatening him, putting pressure on him, hoping that he would take the game seriously.It must have been unprofessional behavior in Winston's eyes for Hunter to get drunk or something during the season.

This guy's self-management must be very strict, but you can't apply this kind of strictness to your friends.

Oh my god, why not just throw the hair dryer in the bathtub and electrocute yourself right now!

When he was sleeping at night, Winston's phrase "If you can't make the top five in this race, I will put it in your mouth" kept echoing in his mind.

Hunter began to have wild associations... For example, how big is little Winston?Like what happened when you got drunk?

He only vaguely remembered that he was crazy, and all the things he cared about, all the embarrassment, all the embarrassing things were thrown out of his mind because of the alcohol.It seemed that something was pulling him, tempting him... making him not like himself.

Hunter pressed his head hard. Sure enough, alcohol was terrible.

Hunter was not the only one who was depressed after getting up that day, but also the team manager Marcus, the driver McGrady, and the public relations manager.

But Marcus still pulled himself together and held a meeting for everyone, because there will be a new power unit director joining the Marcus team.

"Hey, Hunter, when you see Dr. Shen, please be kind and don't be so reluctant, can you?"

"Am I being unfriendly?" Hunter raised his eyes.

"You don't look unfriendly, you just look unlovable." Marcus sat down beside Hunter helplessly, "Listen, I'm the same as you... It feels like Japanese sake has been poured into my head , but Dr. Shen is really important."

Although Hunter admired the R&D personnel very much, he never had a common language with them. That Dr. Shen must be full of data that he couldn't understand.

"I just want to know, can that Dr. Shen make me enter the top five in this race?"

"He...maybe really can." Marcus thought about it seriously.

Hunter lifted his spirits and looked at Marcus in disbelief.

"You've never been so confident in anyone! You're not kidding me, are you?"

Marcus sighed: "Hunter, you should know that the current Formula One no longer relies solely on the driver's driving skills?"

"Well... the performance of the car comes first. Only a genius like me can drive your car to compete with those big teams!" Hunter did not forget to expand his ego.

"Yes." Marcus admitted this quite frankly, "Actually, last year, our power unit technical director had the intention of leaving. Because of old friendship, I reluctantly stayed, and I also started looking for The person who took his place. But the person with real experience and research and development ability has long been poached by the large team!"

"Yeah. You can't afford that annual salary." Hunter pointed to himself, meaning "my annual salary is at the bottom."

Marcus said amusedly: "You think I don't know that Red Bull Racing will give you 75 yuan?"

Hunter was stunned: "How do you know?"

"You stinky brat is quite calm. You didn't run in front of me, using someone as a bargaining chip to ask me to increase your annual salary."

"I'll only talk to you about your annual salary if you're really rich! If you can't even afford pants, won't I force you to take medicine if I talk to you about your annual salary?"

"What medicine?"

"Pharmaceuticals for neurosis!" Hunter said with a natural expression.

Marcus resisted the urge to beat him up: "Don't worry, you can continue to guarantee this situation, and the dividends will definitely make you over a million."

Hunter's eyes widened: "Really?"

"Really... hey, it's not you we're talking about, it's Dr. Shen!"

"Then let's talk about Dr. Shen and continue talking about him!"

Hunter, who heard that the money will not be less at the end of the season, was immediately very energetic.

"He is Chinese and came to the US with his sister to study for a Ph. At the beginning of the era, I was a fan of F1! At that time, my feeling was that although the aura of MIT was very dazzling, so many papers published made me think that he was better at theory than Formula [-], which focused on actual combat..."

"so what?"

"So I think an interview is needed! Just in Montreal, Canada, I was sitting in the hotel restaurant chatting with Dr. Shen. I suddenly felt that many of his ideas not only fit the needs of our competition, but also were practical and not just conceptual theories. But I'm still hesitant, the annual salary he offers is about the same as our current power unit director."

"Oh... so you are reluctant to part with the money again?" Hunter sighed.

"Hey—this is a reasonable consideration! You stinking brat!"

"Okay, even if... reasonable considerations... So Dr. Shen lowered the annual salary requirements?"

"No, he didn't lower his annual salary requirement. I agreed to his annual salary." Marcus raised his head and exhaled, "Because Winston happened to be at the front desk of the hotel at that time. He said that Ferrari would hire him with three times the salary. .”

"Do you believe what Winston said?" Hunter tilted his head and looked at him.

"Isn't he more believable than you?" Marcus asked.

Hunter looked helpless: If you knew what he said to me when he left my room this morning, would you still think him credible?

"Now I really feel that I have earned it! Dr. Shen completed the adjustment of the power unit in just one month. When Luke was testing the car, the steering speed increased by one tenth of a second. More than that... You know his Is my sister also a Ph.D. student in mechanical mechanics and aerodynamics at MIT?"

"Of course I don't know."

"She is now our suspension system engineer! Do you know how awesome the dynamic suspension system was back then?"

"I know! Because it is so awesome that F1 loses the meaning of the game, it was directly banned by the FIA."

"Her newly submitted variable suspension system has been officially confirmed by the FIA. It uses brake torque to solve the problem of front dip when braking. It is part of the suspension system and not an aerodynamic package."

"Really?" Hunter was a little puzzled.

"Really! This free practice session, you have to feel it! You don't know how much Luke envies you and McGrady!"

At that moment, Hunter suddenly felt that he was resurrected!

If the performance of the car improves, maybe he can really enter the top five again?

At this time, the sound of the suitcase being dragged came from the corridor outside the room.

"They're here!" Marcus, whose head was filled with sake suddenly woke up, rushed to the door, opened it, and hugged the black-haired young man standing at the door tightly, "Oh... you're finally here! I thought you were going to miss free practice!"

"How is it possible! I also want to hear Hunter tell us with my own ears whether he likes me and Xiaoxi's debugging."

This was the first time Hunter met Shen Chuan.It was a rather young-looking brunette, with gentle eyes and a wise but definitely not sharp smile.

He was wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans, and he didn't see the staid and persistent displeasure of the R&D staff at all.

Hunter took the initiative to stand up and extended his hand to the other party: "Hello, I am Evan Hunter... the racing driver of the Marcus team."

"Hello, I'm Shen Chuan, the newly appointed director of the power unit. This is my sister Shen Xi." Shen Chuan turned sideways with a smile, and Hunter found a petite girl standing behind him.

She supported the suitcase with one hand, and looked at Hunter with her head tilted. Although she was wearing old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses, her eyes were set off even brighter.

"Hello Hunter. My brother and I saw you at Silverstone. It's a pity."

so cute!so cute!

Hunter opened his eyes wide, and the small girl in front of him seemed to be able to sit on his shoulders easily!The serious look of the big eyes reminded Hunter of the cartoon "Arale" he watched when he was a child!

"Yeah, I got a flat tire!" Hunter said.

"After the tire blows out, you are about to be lapped, but you can still catch up to No.8. Your driving skills are unquestionable. If you were driving the car designed by me and my brother, you should be able to reach No. 6 or No. [-]. .[-]." The girl named Shen Xi raised her glasses upwards.

"Xiaoxi really likes you. After watching the race at Silverstone that day, she said that she really wanted to be your racing engineer. I also admire you very much. I asked myself countless times, if I were you, would I be at a disadvantage? Do you experience unfavorable punctures after qualifying and refuse to give up chasing to the end for a moment? The answer is, I will too. I think I am the same kind of person as you. I hope that one day you can drive our car to win the championship. "

Hunter looked into Shen Chuan's eyes, and he found that he was different from those who spoke nice words, he was very sincere, and every word was true.

"Okay, then you are my brother!" Hunter stretched out his fist to Shen Chuan. He originally thought that Shen Chuan would not be able to react, but he didn't expect Shen Chuan to lightly fist and high-five Hunter with the driver.

From lunch to dinner, Hunter and Shen Chuan covered all kinds of problems that may occur when the car turns to the acceleration of overtaking in a straight line. Shen Chuan is not only a very patient listener, he can even use the simplest and most vivid To tell Hunter like a metaphor, there is no airs of a so-called senior engineer.

"Do you think... I can really drive into the top five this time?" Hunter asked them seriously.

"I can't see why you are so unconfident? Or do you have no confidence in us?" Shen Chuan laughed out loud.

"No, this question is very important. I can't drive into the top five, I would rather be struck to death by lightning!"

"Even if you really can't make it into the top five, the probability of being struck by lightning is very small..." Shen Xi, who had been concentrating on studying the structure of fruit waffles, said.

"During the free practice match, you'll know just by feeling it." Shen Chuan patted Hunter on the shoulder and comforted him.

I don't know why, but Shen Chuan has a calm and unbelievable power in everything he says.

"However, if my elder brother and I will upgrade your racing car together and you can't drive into the top five, I will build a machine that will directly strike you to death." Shen Xi cut the waffles with a knife, and the strawberry jam was like blood flow out.

"Haha, your sister really knows how to joke!"

"No, my sister never jokes. What she says is true." Shen Chuan nodded.

Hunter stood there in a daze... He didn't understand the thinking of a genius!

A few days later, the first free practice session started at Suzuka.

On the straights, Hunter could not fully feel the advantages of the upgraded car, but it is undeniable that the center of gravity of the whole car is more even.

When turning to brake, Hunter was pleasantly surprised by the stability of the car. Even without timing, he knew that his steering was faster and smoother.

When his practice match was over, he couldn't wait to rush to Shen Chuan who was looking at the tablet computer with his chin resting.

"Dude, I love you!"

Shen Chuan immediately stretched out his arms to try to cushion the impact of Hunter, but was still hit by him and took a big step back, almost falling to the ground.

"We love you too." Shen Chuan said helplessly.

"So you like this car very much?"

Not far away, Shen Xi came over while biting a Snickers bar. At that moment, Hunter thought of the little squirrel that jumped on his window sill when he was a child.

"I love so much!"

"We are also very satisfied with the data of today's free practice match. So if you don't get the top five in this race, I have a hundred ways to kill you by lightning."

After finishing speaking, Shen Xi turned around and left.

Shen Chuan snapped his fingers in Hunter's ear, and said with a smile: "A friendly reminder again, what Xiaoxi said is true."

Hunter suddenly felt double pressure.

The second practice match was scheduled for the afternoon, and Hunter hummed "The Tower of London Is Falling Down" and went to the bathroom to drain the water.

Just as he walked in, he happened to meet Winston coming out.

Unlike the expectation of seeing him before, Hunter wanted to disappear now.

He managed to forget the stupid things he did to Winston when he was drunk, and of course he still couldn't remember most of them, he was really embarrassed.

Just about to pretend to pass by the bathroom door, Winston pronounced his name: "Hunter."

Hunter cried bitterly in his heart, but he wanted to put on an expression of "I'm fine, I'm not embarrassed at all".

"Haha... Winston! Come to the bathroom! I haven't been to the bathroom with you yet!"

Hold the grass!Hunter!Are you out of your mind?What the hell are you talking about!

"Okay, let's go together now." Winston turned his face sideways, signaling to go in together.

"You... haven't you already finished?"

The devil wants to go to the bathroom with you!

"Your request has always been my priority." Winston leaned towards him naturally with a smile that only Hunter had ever seen on the corner of his lips.

This smile made Hunter immediately understand that this guy was still angry.

Hunter swallowed subconsciously, and quickly shook his hands: "Don't be so troublesome! I don't want to go to the bathroom at all now!"

"Then what are you doing here? To meet me in the bathroom?" Winston took another half step forward, his face almost touching Hunter's cheek.

"How is it possible...we..."

Before Hunter could finish his sentence, he felt a force pressing down on his shoulder, and it slammed against the wall of the bathroom passageway.

"Hold the grass..." Hunter almost hit the back of his head.

The next moment, his cheek was pinched by the opponent, and he had to open his head up.

Hunter frowned, but met Winston's ice blue eyes.

His eyes fell, as if tracing Hunter's lips, hooking the tip of his tongue, slowly but undeniably going deeper.

Hunter's heart seemed to be strangled, and his blood also stopped.

For the first time, Hunter was inexplicably afraid of this man.

A few seconds later, Winston let go of his hand, and Hunter pushed him away angrily, and touched the cheek that was sore by Winston.

"What are you doing!" he yelled, hiding the uneasiness in his heart at that moment.

"Let me take a look at your mouth."

"What's wrong with my mouth?" Hunter became alert. Could it be that because he bit Winston's lower lip when he was drunk, this guy wanted revenge?

"I'm afraid it won't fit in."

Winston lowered his eyes, his face was still smiling so shallow that it was almost invisible, only Hunter felt full of coldness.

"What are you stuffing..."

When Hunter realized what the other party meant, his blood surged and he glared at the other party angrily.

Then, the old problem happened again.

His tongue was stiff and unable to curl up to make a normal sound, so he could only purse his lips tightly and tell Winston with his eyes that he was really angry.

"Hunter, are you angry?"

Winston stretched out his hand, and Hunter turned his face to avoid it.

"As an apology...if you break into the top five this time, I'll help you get it out with my mouth."

Winston looked at Hunter without the joking smile just now, as if he was making a very important agreement between them.

But Hunter knew that this guy's evil factor was at work again.Winston was angry, but this time Hunter was really not sure what had kept him angry for so long.

What happened to you?

If it's just because I don't drink well, why are you still mad at me when you know you can't take it seriously?

Hunter faintly felt that it wasn't just because he kissed Winston or bit his lip, there must have been other things that had caused Winston to worry about it to this day.

But... what the hell happened!

"Huh?" Winston's rising voice made Hunter's heart tighten.

"I... I don't need it!"

Hunter gave him a hard push, but Winston remained motionless in his leaning position.

The bite marks on his lower lip had already scabbed, and the color of his lips was slightly darker than usual. This distance was just enough for Hunter to see clearly.

How did he bite it?

What kind of posture is it?

Could it be that I accidentally hit it when I fell?

And if it was... had Winston hugged him?

Countless pictures that I dare not imagine flooded Hunter's mind, like countless possibilities.

Suddenly panicked.

I should have considerable strength, but I failed to push the opponent, which hurt Hunter's self-esteem.So he summoned up all his strength and pushed the opponent again.

This time Winston managed to take a small staggering step backward.

Hunter took advantage of this gap and was about to leave, but who knew that the other party stretched out his arm to block him in the direction of his departure again.

"Are you sure you don't want to?" There was no smile in Winston's eyes, but a hint of warning.

His heart felt like being pinched, and he became inexplicably frightened.

"No!" Hunter's neck was so red that it was about to split.

With a premonition of danger coming, Hunter just wanted to retreat immediately and return to a safe area.

He slammed into Winston's arm with all his strength, but the other party suddenly bent his arm and was about to hug him. Hunter quickly squatted down and was about to slip out. Who knew that Winston's reaction was super sensitive, He quickly lowered his body and grabbed him.

The cheek almost hit the other person's chest, and Hunter cursed in his heart: Damn - what do you want!

At this time, the whistle sounded.

As soon as Hunter looked up, he saw Irving of the Red Bull Racing Team with his pockets in his pocket, looking at them with a smile.

That look obviously said: Ouch, what interesting thing did I see?

The last time this guy played his own account, he hasn't settled yet!

Hunter stared at each other, but Owen walked past them indifferently: "Hunter, you really want to have a sex experience... How about you beat Winston this time, and I will take you to enjoy it!"

The author has something to say: Salted egg time:

Winston: Duplicity.

Hunter: what?

Winston: Even when lying alone, you will imagine that I will help you out, but you still tell me that you don't want it.

Hunter: You... how do you know?

Winston: I didn't know, but your reaction now makes me sure I was right.

Hunter: ...