Could You Not Tease Me?

"The laundry will keep it for you until you come back to New York." Winston opened Hunter's closet and packed out a few sets of clean clothes, "Take them to Travis to wear."

"it is good……"

Although Winston didn't criticize Hunter for anything, Hunter felt that the other party was like a strict father.

The laundromat came quickly, and when the dirty clothes were taken away, Hunter's small apartment became very tidy.

Hunter sat on the mattress, propped his chin with a malicious expression and waved to Winston who was packing his luggage.

"Hey...hey..."

"What's the matter?" Winston turned to look at him sideways.

Hunter continued to wave, and patted the place beside him by the way.

Winston put down what he was doing, came to sit beside him: "What's wrong?"

"You said... are the bodybuilder and the sexy girl not at home, or are they sleeping?"

Winston raised his hand and glanced at his watch: "Maybe taking a nap."

Hunter's smile became more obvious. He leaned towards Winston and whispered, "I've wanted revenge for a long time."

"Revenge? How do you want revenge?"

"Just lie down and don't move." Hunter patted Winston on the shoulder.

"What do you want?" Winston did not move.

"Hey, you'll know when you lie down!" Hunter looked expectant.

Winston frowned, fell backwards, and lay down: "Then, what do you want to do?"

Unexpectedly, Hunter suddenly rolled over on Winston's body, with his arms propped by his ears, and his legs on Winston's waist, he squeezed the mattress hard, and immediately created a kind of The sound of movement, thinking about the creaking of the mattress, Hunter stretched out a hand to support the wall maliciously, and kept beating, making a sound.

The sconce shades on the walls shook.

Hunter looked down at Winston, showing a smug smile: "Does it look like it?"

Winston seemed completely unaware that Hunter would do this, and he watched Hunter remain motionless.

This gave Hunter a sense of superiority for the first time, and he finally shocked Winston.Above all, he knew very well that Winston would not be angry.

"Like it?" Hunter asked again.His calf was right next to Winston's thigh, and Hunter was very proud of this opportunity to take advantage of the other party.

He wished he could rub Winston out!

"I'll see how long you can last." Winston raised his chin slightly, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Sure enough, he won't be angry!

This guy looks like a gentleman on the surface, but is very evil on the inside!

Playing like this is to this guy's appetite.

"I can hold on to Formula One for two hours, what is this!" Hunter was dissatisfied with Winston's doubts about his physical strength.

"Oh—two hours." Winston lay there, and the hair that fell on the mattress trembled slightly, making Hunter's heart itch violently.

The mattress was shaken and creaked, and even the lampshade of the wall lamp fell off. Seeing that it was about to hit Hunter's head, Winston suddenly raised his hand and pressed his head down.

The lampshade slammed right next to Hunter's ear.

so close!How did he forget to take off the lampshade?

At this moment, the tip of his nose happened to rub against Winston's neck, and at that moment, he didn't want to leave.

I really want to stay for a while, and stay for a while.

It's all about Winston.

The taste of reluctance that filled him with a sense of security.

Winston patted the back of Hunter's head lightly with his palm: "What's the matter, don't you have the strength to stop playing?"

"How can it be possible that I have no strength? I was wondering if they were not here! Then I am shaking so vigorously here, can't I be entertaining myself?"

After finishing speaking, Hunter casually took out a chocolate bar from his trousers pocket, unwrapped it, and held it in his mouth triumphantly, shaking it vigorously again, beating the wall with his hands, and watching Winston laughing. Almost gone.

At this moment, Winston suddenly raised his upper body. Hunter thought he had something to say, and just lowered his head when he heard a "crack", and the other end of the chocolate bar was bitten off.

Hunter froze there, as if what Winston bit off just now was not the chocolate, but Hunter's most fragile nerve.

Finally, the other side of the wall was hit hard, and the man's impatient roar came faintly: "There is no end!"

Hunter stopped, looked down at Winston, and suddenly covered his stomach with a muffled voice, and laughed wildly.

The rest of the chocolate also fell, and Winston reached out to catch it.

Hunter lay directly on Winston's body, squeezed his neck and laughed so hard that he almost died.

"Is it him?" Winston turned his face, the tip of his nose just brushing against Hunter's cheek.

"It's him...it's that bodybuilder..."

When Hunter raised his eyes to meet Winston's, he fell into a trance.

Those were Winston's eyelids, his eyelashes, his pupils.all so close.

For the first time, Hunter realized that this was a contact with no distance between himself and Winston.

"Do you want to continue?" Winston asked softly.

"Of course! Make them loud! Hahaha!"

Suddenly, there was an earth-shattering, Hunter was facing upwards, and Winston turned on top of him, his left knee went up, arching Hunter's other leg.

"Hey - what are you doing!" Hunter's heart was also pushed to a high place.

"Shake the mattress."

The corners of Winston's lips curled up, and even the smile in his eyes was evil.

He resisted Hunter, and with such a force that he almost hit Hunter's head against the wall, so frightened that Hunter raised his hand to support the wall.

The bed shook even more than before.

"Hey! I'll sleep on this bed after the game! Don't shake it!"

Hunter wanted to put his leg down, but was held down by Winston.

Damn, this guy must have done it on purpose!

But Winston kept smiling, and it was the first time Hunter saw him smiling so obviously, even the falling hair was so brisk.

The bodybuilder on the other side of the wall was really angry, and punched the wall three times: "Stinky boy, if you don't stop! I'll kill you!"

Hunter deliberately raised his voice and said, "Then ring the doorbell! I'll give you one hundred dollars in one minute!"

Winston looked down at him: "One hundred dollars a minute?"

Hunter pointed to the wall with his thumb and said: "I went to ring the doorbell of their apartment before, and they said that the more I pressed them, the harder they got, and they would give me five dollars a minute!"

Winston turned his face away. Although Hunter couldn't see the guy's expression, he could tell from his slightly trembling shoulders that the guy was smiling.

"Five dollars? Are you worth five dollars per minute?" Winston asked, "You give the other party back one hundred dollars per minute?"

Thinking of this, Hunter suddenly realized that he was a fool.

"Ah! How angry!" Hunter stretched out his hand to scratch his hair.

And Winston's movements were bigger, he was far more skillful than Hunter in shaking, his posture almost broke the springs, and Hunter was afraid that the wall would collapse!

Hunter's heart beat wildly.

It felt as if Winston was really pressing himself to have sex.

"Hello! Hello! It's done! It's done! I still want to live in this apartment!" Hunter quickly patted Winston's arm.

But Winston did not stop.

It was as if he wasn't shaking the mattress, but rushing into Hunter's body.

"Then shall we play in a different position?" Winston asked him, turning his face sideways.

His eyes have always fascinated Hunter the most, and now that they are so close, Hunter doesn't even have the ability to think.

"What pose?"

After saying this, Hunter realized that he had fallen into Winston's trap again.

The man directly lifted his waist, and folded his body sideways. Both of Hunter's legs were embraced by Winston's left arm, while his right hand was wrapped around Hunter's upper body, and he turned hard towards the wall. Face to face.

"My mother——" Hunter was frightened to death, and immediately propped his hands back against the wall, and the sound of the collision became louder.

Winston smiled, a very obvious and rare smile.

"Hey! Do you want to make it look real!"

"Didn't you learn this pose when watching action movies with Blue before?" Winston asked back.

"I've seen it! I've seen it!"

"Oh, then I thought one you hadn't seen?"

"No need! No need!" Hunter immediately shook his hand, and suddenly thought of something, "Hey! This is my home! I should be on top of you!"

"Oh... you have to be on top."

Winston clasped Hunter's waist, turned sideways, and lifted Hunter onto his body.

"My God! You're on a roller coaster!"

When Winston lifted it up, it really knocked Hunter up. Hunter thought he was going to fly, so he quickly lowered his body and lowered his center of gravity.

"Damn it! Are you showing off your waist and abdomen to me? Let me tell you that I can do it too!"

"Okay, then let's change it and see if you can hold it up."

"You think I'm stupid! Let you put me on top of me!" Hunter laughed happily.

The heart beat faster and faster, and Hunter became uneasy whether the other party would find out his thoughts.

His side face was so close to her, I really wanted to kiss him, I really wanted to bite his nose, I really wanted to suck his ear, I really wanted to see his surprised expression... and then I kissed him back without hesitation!

At this time, there was a "bang" sound of closing the door next door, and then Hunter's door was knocked hard.

"Brat! Open the door!"

Hunter was stunned, he was really not ready for the other party to come to his door.

"Open the door!"

This bodybuilder had a bad temper, and Hunter had known it for a long time.

"Do you want to open the door?" Winston turned sideways to look at Hunter.

"not open."

"Why, do you think you can't beat him?"

"I can't beat him?" Hunter looked at Winston with wide eyes, "Are my muscles real? He got them from eating protein powder, maybe he also took steroids! Can it be the same?" Is it? I'm afraid I can't hold back a punch and send him to the hospital!"

"What are you going to do?"

"Next!"

Hunter got up and jumped on the mat.

The creaking and creaking sound rang out unscrupulously.

Winston looked up at Hunter like a child on a trampoline, and he nodded and smiled.

"Come on! Come on! Together!" Hunter kept waving at him.

Winston did not move, and Hunter tiptoed his shoulders.

Winston clasped his feet: "Didn't you say that you will sleep on this mattress when you come back?"

"Cut! At worst, buy a new one! Buy a big bed! I invite you to sleep!" Hunter opened his arms and described the big bed of his dreams.

"Okay, it seems that it won't work unless it is broken."

Winston also stood up and started trampoline following Hunter.

Hunt slapped Winston's hand as he danced, giggling.

What I think in my heart is, if you come to sleep, I will throw you down!Make you never get up again!

And the knocking on the door became more and more frantic.

"Brat! Believe it or not, I kicked open your door!"

"Believe it! Anyway, if you kicked my door, it's illegal trespass." Hunter smiled triumphantly at Winston.

Hearing a "creak", Hunter lost his balance and fell backwards. Winston pulled him over and protected him from falling.

Hunter was dumbfounded—they literally threw the bed down.

Most importantly, all of Hunter's "Playboy" collections under the bed were exposed.

"Hehe..." Hunter looked at Winston shyly.

Winston didn't seem surprised at all. He picked up a book and flipped through it, then threw it into Hunter's arms: "You have been reading this kind of book since you were a child, so you always dream about flashy things like bunny girls."

"It's my soul!" Hunter treasured his Playboy magazine.

Bodybuilders have really started kicking the door.

He could faintly hear his woman advising him.

But he insisted on giving Hunter a little color.

"Forget it. This guy always thinks he is muscular and I will be afraid of him. It's time to verify how explosive a Formula One driver is."

Hunter licked his lips, probably because Winston was here, so he had the capital to be crazy.

As soon as he stepped out, Winston dragged him back.

"I'll go." Winston stood up.

"You go?"

Hunter's eyes widened.

Doesn't Winston seem like the type to fight with people?

"Yes, I'll go. You stay here."

Winston was already walking towards the door, and Hunter couldn't help sticking his head out to see what Winston was going to do.

At the moment when the bodybuilder was about to kick the door again, Winston suddenly opened the door. The opponent lost his balance and almost fell, but unexpectedly, Winston raised his arm and supported him firmly.

"Is there a problem?"

His voice was cold, and there was no warmth in his eyes.

The bodybuilder was stunned. He thought that Hunter would stay inside and not open the door.

"What's the matter?" Winston asked again, looking sideways.

Invisible pressure came oncoming, and the aura of the bodybuilder was instantly suppressed.

"You...too noisy..."

"Really?" Winston asked indifferently.

The woman next to the bodybuilder looked at Winston in shock.

This man has an excellent appearance, and he is wearing a simple casual T-shirt and jeans. It seems that he is not doing some "bed exercise" just now.

She tugged at her man and whispered, "We seem to have made a mistake..."

"Why did you make a mistake? It's obviously the sound from here. I said, are you a newcomer? Listen to me, don't make the sound of doing things on the bed so loud! There are still people living there!"

After all, Winston didn't have exaggerated muscles, and he looked a bit refined. The bodybuilder didn't think he would lose to the opponent in a competition of strength.

"So you can show it to my friend that we can't do what we want in my friend's room?" Winston asked back.

"You..." The bodybuilder looked over Winston's shoulders and saw Hunter poking his head out. He suddenly realized, "You are with that kid! You did it on purpose!"

"What is it on purpose? We are not rolling sheets, we just like to jump on the bed. Every time we change a new mattress, we will break it when we get tired of sleeping. If you are interested, you can join."

"you you……"

"We'll be jumping on mattresses a lot in the future."

As soon as Winston finished speaking, the bodybuilder punched him.

Even Hunter, who had good dynamic vision, didn't react. Winston not only caught the opponent's fist, but also directly twisted the opponent's arm behind his back, and pressed hard on the porch.

"I wipe! Let me go! You fucking let me go immediately!"

The bodybuilder's face was almost squeezed into the door frame.

Hunter couldn't help swallowing when he looked at it.

He thought that one day his ulterior motives would be discovered by Winston, wouldn't this guy clean himself up like this?

"You can let go, but please calm down a bit in the future. Your woman may not really enjoy your skills that much, but just to satisfy your inflated self-esteem." Winston pushed him out violently.

The bodybuilder lost his footing and almost fell to the ground.

"Anything else?" Winston asked, tilting his chin.

Even if he couldn't see his expression, Hunter felt that Winston must be more handsome than 007!

"No...no..."

"Very good. I hope we will get along in harmony in the future. Otherwise, I will knock out your teeth one by one."

After speaking, without waiting for the other party to respond, Winston closed the door.

"Wow—it's really impressive!" Hunter applauded enthusiastically.

"Why didn't I know you were so good at flattering before?" Winston pressed his head, and then picked up his luggage, "Okay, it's almost time, we should set off for Texas gone."

"Ok!"

Hunter also carried his bag on his back.

The two left the apartment together.

When passing by the door of the bodybuilder's room, he could be heard arguing with his girlfriend.

"Do you think I didn't notice? You've been flirting with that man!"

"Arguing? How is it possible! Are you insane? I just don't think it's interesting for you to run around to make trouble over this matter!"

"That's why I was almost broken by the other party, and I would like to thank you for calming down!"

"Can you stop taking your temper out on me?"

"Is it because I didn't satisfy you? You always pretend?"

"Can you stop being unreasonable?"

Hunter shrugged his shoulders and walked quickly to the elevator.

"Hey... I found that you are also very talented in other areas!"

"What talent?"

"One sentence makes them turn against each other! You stab the bodybuilder's self-esteem first, and then make him doubt his girlfriend. It will be difficult for the two of them not to break up!" Hunter touched his chin, feeling as if he had learned something.

"What nonsense." Winston's fingers flicked against Hunter's head.

"Ouch! I'm dizzy!" Hunter immediately fell on Winston's body.

Winston hugged him very cooperatively. Hunter was thinking of lying on his body for a while longer, but who knew that Winston hugged him horizontally.

"Dizzy, I'll take you to the hospital."

"No! No! I'm not dizzy! Let me down!"

"It's better to go to the hospital to have a look, otherwise Mr. Marcus will be unhappy when he finds out."

"I was wrong, okay? I was wrong!"

"Are you still dizzy after flicking your fingers?"

"That's because your fingers are very strong. Do you think your fingers holding the steering wheel can be the same as ordinary people's fingers?" Hunter complained.

Winston chuckled and put Hunter down.

They got on a plane and then made a transfer to Travis's Austin Raceway.

This track contains 20 corners, high and low ups and downs, fast corners and low-speed corners interspersed.

In the past, Hunter did not think he would be able to enter the top eight in qualifying, but now the engineer team led by Shen Chuan made Hunter full of expectations for this race.

Before going to meet with the team, Hunter and Winston bumped their fists: "Hey, be careful not to be bitten by me in this race."

"Yeah. I'll leave both Shire and Owen behind. You'll be fine with one of them."

Hunter was choked by the opponent.

The two turned around and headed in different directions.

Only Hunter took two steps before turning around.

This time the hotels where the Marcus team and the Ferrari team were located were different. Thinking that they could only see each other at the Austin race track, Hunter wanted to see him for a while.

Winston's back is still tall and straight, implying sharpness.

Just as he was about to turn the corner, Winston turned his head. He found that Hunter was standing at the other place looking at him, and he walked back quickly.

"What's wrong? Did you forget to bring something?"

"Ah? No..." Hunter suddenly didn't know how to explain his behavior, and then made up a reason casually, "It's my first time on the Austin track, and you didn't give me any instructions?"

Winston turned his face to the side and sighed: "It is precisely because you are on the Austin track for the first time, so you can enjoy the characteristics of this track more than me, Owen or Shire. Technically, you Pretty mature, Hunter."

The author has something to say: Salted egg time:

Hunter: Your fingers are so beautiful and powerful. When you flick my forehead, my heart beats out.

Winston: You're a real sucker.

Hunter: Hey~

Winston: But the correct way to put it is, move my finger in it and you will cry.

Hunter: Huh?