Could You Not Tease Me?

They came to the airport and got on the plane.

Along the way, Winston has always been the focus of attention.

Even if this man is wearing a low-key coat and has a serious expression on his face, he can still attract the attention of the surrounding passengers.

"Hey, you can be a movie star or a graphic model without driving a racing car!"

While queuing up to get on the plane, Hunter bumped Winston behind him with his elbow.

"what happened?"

"They've been looking at you. That little girl pretended to take a selfie, but she was actually taking pictures of you." Hunter praised his keenness.

"Really? I didn't pay attention. If you mind, there is a solution."

"any solution?"

"You turn around and kiss me, and they'll have no illusions."

Hunter wanted to look back to see exactly what Winston's expression was when he said these words, but Winston pressed Hunter's face with his hand, so that he could only look forward.

Feeling something touch the back of his head, Hunter found that the girls who had been looking at them suddenly showed very surprised expressions, and some even took out their mobile phones to take pictures of them.

"...What did you do?" Hunter turned his head back suspiciously, but Winston scratched Hunter's ear with his finger.

"Nothing. Line up well."

"Impossible! You must have done something! The way they look at me has changed!"

"Then you ask them if I did something."

"You wait."

Hunter thought to himself, do you really think I won't ask?

When they entered the cabin, Hunter stopped beside a girl, bowed his head and asked politely: "Can you tell me what you were laughing at while looking at me just now?"

I hope this girl can understand English!

The other party looked into Hunter's eyes, covered his mouth and laughed again two seconds later.

"you are really cute."

She answered in English.

Hunter was disappointed.Shouldn't he be described as "handsome" or something?

What is "cute"!

"Can you tell me what my friend did behind me in line?"

Hunter tried to show his "cute" smile.

The girl showed a regretful expression: "He is just your friend!"

Hunter realized something, came to the seat, and kicked Winston who was looking calmly at the magazine on the plane with his toe.

"Hey, why are you kissing the back of my head?"

"Huh?" Winston looked up. "If I were to kiss you, I wouldn't kiss the back of your head."

"what?"

Hunter thought that this guy was just playing a prank, and deliberately kissed the back of his head in front of those girls, but he didn't expect it to be so?

"I just touched you with my nose, I didn't expect them to be so excited."

Winston had a "it's no big deal" look.

"You did it on purpose." Hunter sat down angrily.

"Did I not mean to?" asked Winston.

Hunter was speechless.

"It really felt like two best friends going on a date."

Hunter held his head and sighed.

"We're not dating, are we going to train?" Winston smiled slightly.

Hunter grinned, and said with a smile in line with the other party: "So it's really a date. Will you give me a diamond ring?"

Winston shifted his gaze from the magazine to Hunter: "If you really want it, after our match in Abu Dhabi is over, I'll go to Dubai and make it for you."

"Hey... you can't tell the truth, can you?" Hunter knew that this guy sometimes deliberately turned jokes into truth, so that people would not get off the stage.

Winston hooked Hunter's fingers, as if measuring the circumference of his ring finger.

"It's true. Shall I kiss your fingers?" There was a hint of evil in Winston's smile.

"no need……"

As expected, his own ranks were not as good as Winston's.

Hunter took off the blindfold, tilted his head and hugged his arms and said in a muffled voice, "I won't play with you anymore, I want to sleep."

"Ah."

After the plane took off and entered the clouds, Hunter let out a gentle breathing sound.

Passengers who were wearing seat belts also relaxed.

Winston leaned against the back of the chair and looked sideways at Hunter, then slowly leaned forward and kissed the corner of his lips.

A flight attendant came pushing a drink cart, and when she saw this scene, she smiled embarrassedly.

Winston put his index finger between his lips, signaling the other party not to say anything.The flight attendant nodded and smiled, and walked over.

After the plane landed, while listening to the radio, Hunter reluctantly took off the blindfold and stretched.

"Get off the plane! Where is the hot spring hotel you booked?"

"Noboribetsu Onsen. I rented a car and will drive there in a while." Winston put his luggage on his shoulders.

Hunter narrowed his eyes and laughed.

It's good to be with Winston.

He will plan and prepare everything, and the probability of error is very low.

"People who don't know you will definitely feel that going out to play with you is very depressing, and it's painful to listen to you for everything. But in fact, being with you is very relaxing and worry-free!"

"That's because of you."

"because I?"

"Can I expect you to check the line and contact the hotel?"

"...It seems so. Lazy people also have lazy luck!"

"To sum up, you are an unreliable person. I don't know what you are proud of here."

Hunter was speechless, feeling faintly hurt again.

But this was the first time that he and Winston traveled together, and it was after the "break-up" reconciled that they came out to play together. Hunter was very happy.

"Whoa...you rented a Mustang? I'm going to drive!"

Winston reached over and pressed Hunter's face aside: "Are you familiar with the road? What do you drive?"

"Just tell me the way to go!" Hunter got into the driver's seat first.

Winston flung his luggage to the back seat smartly, and sat beside Hunter.

Hunter turned on the radio, but couldn't understand a word. The only song was in Japanese, and the female singer's voice was too sweet.

Just like that, every time Winston spoke, his slightly cool voice seemed to freeze the sweet ice cream that was about to melt again, which was inexplicably pleasant.

"Hey... Do you think we look like the hero in "Speed ​​Murder"?" Hunter asked with a smile.

"Drive well."

"Hey, do you like to be gentle or rough?" Hunter recited the lines in the movie, but it was different from Winston's time, his voice was light and he held back a smile.

Winston still maintained the posture of propping his chin, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

"Do you like whips or handcuffs?" Hunter laughed more clearly.

Winston extended his other hand and gave Hunter a slight push on the head.

"Don't make trouble."

"I'm going to lock you in my cabin." Hunter became more enthusiastic.

"The unlucky one must be you," replied Winston.

"Hey, don't mess with the movie dialogue, okay?"

Hunter said dissatisfied.

"Then let's start over."

Winston's calm tone made Hunter uncomfortable.

"Do you like to be gentle or rough?" Hunter smirked with his face crooked.

"Roughly," replied Winston.

"Oh, really? I think you're a very patient person! Rough things...it's not your style."

Hunter was really a little surprised.

"When tempted, I will be very gentle. But when it comes to the mouth, I will definitely not show mercy."

Hunter swallowed, and glanced at Winston's profile.

Something faintly stirred in the depths of my heart.

"Very good... Very Winston style... Which do you prefer, the whip or the handcuffs?"

"Handcuffs can make the other party behave better. Instead of using a whip to make the other party hurt, there are other better ways to make the other party cry."

"what way?"

Hunter suddenly felt that he was gradually understanding Winston that others did not understand.

"Be able to cry."

Hunter's shoulders tightened, and he suddenly felt a little pitiful for the person Winston had taken a fancy to.

"Then...the cabin shouldn't be used..."

Although Winston is sometimes vicious, basically he is a very attractive man, women will take the initiative to bow down, and there is no need to lock him up somewhere.

"Aren't cabins supposed to be vacations when we're in love? If I was turned down, I'd just lock that person up in my underground garage. I have five cars, each of which could be a enough."

Hunter swallowed, and suddenly felt that the person sitting next to him was a lunatic.

Of course, the guy often plays out of tune.

Sure enough, he could see a smirk on one side of his face.

"You're just kidding me."

"Why should I play other people?"

Hunter was speechless.

At this time, a fairytale-like castle and a large garden appeared in front of Hunter.

Pleasant to the eye.

"We... aren't we going to the Noboribetsu Onsen Hotel?" Hunter looked suspiciously at Winston who was aside.

"It's better to soak in the hot spring at night. This is the Shiroi Koibito Chocolate Factory, let's go and have a look."

"...Chocolate Factory... It's like a place where children come." Hunter muttered in a low voice, and saw Winston's smile when he looked up.

"Oh—you brought me here just to treat me like a child?"

"You don't like it?" replied Winston.

"If you're dating a woman, maybe she'll like it." Hunter touched his nose, "We two men came to visit a chocolate factory or something... There's no fairytale atmosphere at all."

Hunter followed Winston in for a visit.

Although he didn't have any expectations at first, Hunter must admit that his mood improved inexplicably here.

Various shapes of chocolates and desserts, as well as wind-up dolls, all made Hunter smile knowingly.

"If I had a daughter, I would definitely bring her here," Hunter said with a smile.

"Okay." Winston responded lightly.

"Hey, don't make it sound like you're going to give me a daughter!" Hunter pushed the other side funny.

"Would you like some ice cream here?"

"Ah."

When he arrived at the place to buy ice cream, Hunter looked around, only to realize that the people who came here were either parents with children or couples.

Winston handed Hunter the ice cream cone.

"You don't want it?" Hunter asked.

"I don't like sweets."

"..." Actually, I don't like sweets either.

Hunter sipped on the top of the cone, his eyes lit up: "Huh? It's delicious, not greasy at all."

"Probably because it's fresh and the sweetness is right."

"Are you sure you don't want to buy one and try it?" Hunter licked it again and asked vaguely.

"You don't need to buy any more, I shouldn't be able to finish the whole thing."

"Oh."

Hunter turned his face slightly, and was about to sip the ice cream when Winston, who was opposite him, also leaned down, turned his face and bit the other side of the ice cream.

Hunter just stuck out the tip of his tongue, and he felt that he was licked softly by something warm.

Realizing what it was, Hunter stepped back in surprise: "Hey - you licked me! If you want to eat me, please tell me in advance! Don't be so sudden!"

Winston's upper lip was still stained with ice cream, but he licked it with his tongue.

As if something had passed through Hunter's mind, he subconsciously played that picture repeatedly in his mind.

"I didn't lick you." The subtext in Winston's eyes looking at Hunter was "You think too much."

"Really?" Hunter was a little suspicious, he felt that the slippery thing must be the tip of Winston's tongue.

"Well, even if I lick you, do you want to lick it back?" Winston asked back.

"...I'm sure not..."

"After eating the ice cream, let's get in the car and continue to Noboribetsu."

"understood!"

They returned to the car, this time with Winston driving.

Hunter looked back at the chocolate factory that was drifting away, and said with emotion: "I suddenly understand why girls like fairy tales."

"why?"

"Like psychotropic?"

"Fairy tales are used to deceive people."

Before night fell, they finally arrived at the hot spring hotel that Winston had booked.

There is a very traditional Japanese style here, and the sound of stepping on the wooden floor made Hunter feel that he had traveled through time and space and went to another world.

Hunter couldn't wait to go to the hot spring, but was stopped by Winston.

"Start indoors first. Shower with hot spring water from feet to head, adapt to the water quality and temperature. Then wash yourself before going to soak."

"Oh, I see!"

Hunter changed his clothes and looked at Winston not far away.

The picture of this guy pulling the T-shirt off his head is like a movie, and the line of his waist makes Hunter want to grab it.

But if he really did that, his nose would probably be broken.

Hunter wrapped himself in a towel, and together with Winston, scooped the hot spring water out of the water tank and poured it on his body.

Hunter continued to look at Winston's body line while showering.

The lines of this guy's shoulders, neck and waist are very beautiful, and there is a sense of strength that is not exaggerated at all, which is a well-proportioned beauty.

Hunter even began to imagine that when Winston sat in the racing car and turned the steering wheel, the muscles of his whole body tensed up.

"What are you looking at?" Winston asked, lifting his chin.

"Look at you! When you were in Austria, you came out of the bathroom and wrapped yourself in a bathrobe, telling me not to let me see it. Are you okay now? I still want to see it..."

Before Hunter finished speaking, Winston suddenly poured water on Hunter's head with a ladle.

"Hey--"

Hunter stepped back, the water was still flowing down his hair from the top of his head, and he also coughed.

As soon as he coughed, the bath towel on his waist also fell down.

Hunter reached for it, but failed to catch it.

"Are you wrapped in a towel in the shower?" Winston asked Hunter, turning around.

Hunter just bent down to pick up his own towel.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he suddenly felt that his back was a little hot.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Winston standing opposite him, looking at him.

There was not much expression on his face, and his eyes looked cold in the warm water vapor, as if he was suppressing something, but Hunter felt that the coldness was almost boiling.

"There's too little privacy here! There's no cubicle in the shower!" Hunter immediately wrapped up the towel and complained by the way.

"Japanese hot springs are like this. Besides me, no one will look at you here." Winston said coolly.

"...You mean, you want to see me?" Hunter grinned, "It's a pity that I don't have as much to see as you!"

"It seems you don't know yourself well enough."

Winston had already untied the towel and sat on a chair with his back to Hunter.

"what?"

"Remember to wash it clean and don't dirty the hot spring water."

"You despise me?" Hunter said dissatisfied.

"Do you want me to wash it for you?"

"Need not!"

Hunter also sat down with his back to Winston.

"It's strange, why didn't we see anyone else except the two of us?"

"Because I have booked the entire hot spring hotel."

said Winston very calmly.

The tone was as simple as if I bought an extra cup of coffee.

"You are extravagant."

Hunter said so, but felt much happier in his heart.

"Are you confident in your figure and like to be seen by many people?"

"how is this possible!"

"Did you think that hot springs are for mixed bathing, so you are disappointed now?"

It hit Hunter's heart directly... This feeling of being deeply understood by the other party made Hunter very uncomfortable.

"You're the one disappointed!"

After flushing several times, Winston walked into the indoor hot spring wrapped in a towel first, and sat in it, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Hunter also came to his side, put the towel by the pool, and sat down.

"When are we going out for a bubble?"

Hunter imagined leaning against the pool, looking up at the starry sky, and smelling the faint fragrance of cherry blossom trees in the air, but Winston must have his reason for soaking indoors first.

"In 5 minutes."

Hunter looked at Winston's side face with his chin raised, the back of his head resting on the towel, obviously in a posture waiting to be cut, but there was an air of inviolability implied in the elegance.

The water made of bamboo outside sank, and a section of the bamboo tube was knocked on the stone, and the sound it made shocked Hunter's heart in such a quiet night.

He turned his head sharply.

At this time, Winston stood up, and the water flowed from his body back into the water, making a sound, which attracted Hunter to look over.

Winston stretched out his hand, keeping the towel out of Hunter's view, but he still caught a glimpse down to Winston's waist.

It was not uncommon to see other friends without clothes when they went swimming before, but Hunter had to admit that Winston's figure was the best he had ever seen.

After stepping out of the bathtub, Winston lowered his body and tapped Hunter on the head lightly.

"Aren't you leaving yet? Do you want me to carry you out if you faint?" Winston's voice rang in Hunter's ear.

"Understood! How could you hug me!" Hunter turned his head and rubbed his cheek against the tip of the other's nose.

Why is this guy so close to him!

"I can't hold you?"

The corners of Winston's mouth twitched.

"I'm heavy!"

"Do you think I dragged you out when you were in Hubai?"

"...You carried me out?" Hunter was dumbfounded.

Winston didn't answer him, but got up and walked outside.

Hunter grabbed his own towel to wrap around it, and followed him closely: "Why did you hug me? Didn't you do it sideways?"

Then he would have no face to live on!

Winston had no intention of discussing this topic with Hunter at all. He walked directly to the edge of the pool, untied the bath towel around his waist, walked into the pool, and sat in the dense atmosphere unhurriedly.

"Hey! Answer me quickly!" Hunter put the towels aside and stepped into the hot spring.

"You are noisy," said Winston, eyes closed.

Hunter was a little depressed.

"That's how I am. You never thought I was noisy before." Hunter stopped talking.

After almost half a minute, Winston said slowly, "It's not holding you sideways. That's too laborious."

so far so good!Otherwise, if other people in the team found out, they would definitely laugh at him for the rest of their lives.

Hunter exhaled, following Winston's example, closing his eyes, feeling the comfort of opening his pores.

"Why are you silent?" said Winston.

"Don't you think I'm noisy?"

Then I'll be a little more serious!

"It's so quiet, I'd think you've passed out."

"You just passed out!"

It's not good to be quiet, and it's not good to be quiet. What do you really want?

"If you faint, I'll hold you out. Ah... what a pity, there are no guests in the hotel today." Although Winston closed his eyes, Hunter was sure that this guy was smiling.

The best way to deal with it is to ignore him.

Hunter turned his face away and snorted softly.

"And then do something that keeps you out of Abu Dhabi."

"what's up?"

"You can pass out now, and you will know when you wake up."

"..."

Hunter found himself unable to communicate with Winston.

But it hasn't been this quiet in a long time.

Everything is silent, except for the occasional sound of insects and water being added.

The sound of Formula One engines and the shouts of the audience seem to belong to another world.

Hunter's mood also calmed down.

He was suddenly grateful to Winston.This feeling of being away from the hustle and bustle made him feel like he had been reshaped.

A small boat came to them along the water. On the bank of the bath was a young boy in a kimono with bright eyes. He smiled at Hunter and made a drinking gesture.

Hunter also smiled at the other party.

Sake glasses and sake cups are placed on the boat.The wine glass is blue, without extra fancy, it looks very plain.

But thinking of what happened after he drank sake last time, Hunter didn't even dare to touch it.

Winston, who had his eyes closed, opened them slightly, and raised his hand to pick up a small cup.

His fingers were already pretty, his wrists were bent and brought to his lips, his eyebrows were lowered, and his whole person was soft with a hint of introverted sex appeal.Especially at the moment when the throat squirmed, Hunter felt his ears burning for no reason.

The author has something to say: Salted egg time:

Hunter: Did you kiss the back of my head?

Winston: No.

Hunter: When I was playing with my phone on my stomach, did you kiss me...

Winston: Your what?

Hunter: The bottom of my waist...

Winston: What's below the waist?

Hunter: I'll hit your lungs!