Could You Not Tease Me?

Between the messy roses, Hunter pulled Winston forward, his voice was proud and unrestrained: "I am your king. I tell you to fall and you will fall, I tell you to cry, you You have to cry for me."

Winston didn't have a chance to see Hunter's surprised gaze, his throat squirmed, and he just looked at Hunter's back coldly.

"Didn't you... Didn't you say that this kid is innocent and sexy? I think it's arrogant and sexy!" Carlos's fingers were about to cramp when he pressed the shutter.

Losey sighed: "He should be glad that we are all here. Otherwise..."

"Otherwise Winston would have killed him here." Carlos smiled unkindly.

Then there's the beast murdering the prince.

"I don't want to be killed by you..." Hunter murmured dissatisfiedly.

Why is there such a shooting theme?

"Then treat it as being eaten by me," said Winston.

"cut……"

Hunter was lowering his head to study whether the flower in his hand was a climbing rose or a European rose. Suddenly, a hand clasped his chin, forcing him to look up. What he met was Winston's blue The dark eyes and strong possessiveness seemed to break through the seal of the ocean and kill Hunter.

At the same time, Winston held a rose in his hand, its sharp stem pierced Hunter's chest fiercely.

It was stuck on a button accurately, but the pain felt so real at that moment.

Hunter felt as if he had been impaled, destroyed.

He stared at Winston with wide-eyed eyes, and the incredible horror was captured by two photographers.

"Awesome..." Losey exclaimed.

"I have a hunch...that kid will cry in pain tonight." Carlos' tone became worse.

"Come on. . . I don't think Winston can bear it."

But Hunter bumped Winston with his elbow: "Damn it! I was scared to death!"

Winston let go of his hands, signaling Hunter not to be nervous, and then the rose in his hand fell to the ground.

"The photography has started just now, and you are still playing." Winston said.

"I was so scared by you that I would have nightmares at night!"

However, Winston tricked his head: "So you think, I will kill you?"

"no……"

I thought... it would be worse than killing me.

"One more! The one just now was good! The beast murdered the prince, Winston! Kill him again!" Carlos shouted.

"Being killed again?" Hunter looked like he was about to cry, "How many times do you tell me I'm going to be killed!"

Losey looked at Hunter in the camera and couldn't help laughing.

"To be killed many times!" Carlos replied.

Winston came to Hunter's side and said in a low voice, "It's impossible for you to do that natural expression just now, right?"

"Nonsense." Hunter looked at Winston in confusion, "Why did I become a prince and you a beast? This doesn't conform to everyone's perception!"

"I think you are a carefree, heartless, and always trusting prince. Isn't it more suitable for me than you to be careful and careful?" Winston looked into Hunter's eyes and said.

Carefree, heartless...Maybe in the eyes of many people, such as Marcus, he would think he is like this.

But only Hunter himself knew that since a long, long time ago, he was destined not to be carefree.

But Winston said "I want you to be a carefree, heartless, and always trusting prince", which means that he has always understood him.

"Okay." Hunter said with a smile.

"Then trust me." Winston took off his tie and put it on Hunter's eyes lightly.

He tightened his tie, and for a moment Hunter couldn't see anything.

All he knew was that Winston had put the rose in his hand, held his hand, and lifted it up.

Hunter felt that nothing mattered anymore, because he could feel Winston's heartbeat on his back, and the temperature of Winston's palm on the back of his hand.

Losey and Carlos were both stunned.

In the picture before him, Hunter, who couldn't see anything, was holding a rose in his hand, while Winston was holding Hunter's hand, and piercing the tip of the rose towards his neck.

"How could I be willing to kill you. Even if you refuse to give yourself to me."

Winston whispered in Hunter's ear.

Hunter's shoulders shrugged instantly, and his voice was so cool that he suddenly wanted to hug him tightly.

The shooting of Million Rose Manor ended at [-]:[-] pm.

The best daylight is over.

Versace's stylists told them they could keep the outfits worn in the last photoshoot as souvenirs.In the future, when Hunter attends any dinner parties and business events, Versace will tailor his clothes for him, and Hunter suddenly feels that this is also very good.At least I don't dress like a hotel waiter anymore.

Losey and Hunter hugged goodbye: "I'll send you the magazine. Be careful not to fall in love with yourself."

"Hahaha, your level is really so high that you can make me fall in love with myself?" Hunter said half-jokingly.

"No matter how superb the photography skills are, it is impossible to make ugly into beautiful and mediocre into special. We are just good at capturing a moment." Losey whispered in Hunter's ear, "Don't be afraid of his madness. .Because you are the only one he cares about in this world."

Hunter's heart shook.

"Thank you."

Hunter and Winston returned to the city by car.

They booked a flight from New York to Singapore tomorrow afternoon.Marcus is quite humane, knowing Hunter's hard work, let him sleep in tomorrow morning.

"I want to go back to the apartment and get my clothes."

"Okay, I'll go with you."

"Actually, I'm curious, do you never have to go back to your own home in England to get things?"

"My assistant will do these things for me."

Hunt remembered that Winston had a personal assistant.

so envious……

Back at his apartment, when the elevator door opened, he ran into the sexy girlfriend of the bodybuilder next door.

The other party smiled when he saw Hunter, and blinked when he caught sight of Winston.

Hunter was a little resentful, and looked back at Winston, and found that the other party was not looking sideways, and he was immediately relieved.

After getting out of the elevator, Winston said, "She knows I'm with you."

"Huh? Then she still winks at you?"

"She was just teasing me and you."

Hunter came to the door and was about to take out the key when he found another rose stuck on his door.

"Eh?" Hunter was about to take it off strangely, but Winston grabbed his finger.

"be careful."

"No...not from you?" Hunter asked.

"If it was delivered by me, I will deliver it directly to you."

There was still a card stuck to the rose, and Hunter just wanted to see it, but Winston snatched it away.

"What? What's written on it?"

"You also have crazy fans." Winston's fingers tightened directly, and the card was completely crumpled.

Looking at the icy aura emanating from his body, Hunter really didn't dare to ask what was written on the card.

He lowered his head, took out the key, and when he opened the door, something seemed to be touched by the crack of the door, and Hunter found that it was something like an envelope.

Is it a love letter?

Hunter swallowed, not daring to bend down to pick it up, and glanced at Winston.

The other party frowned rarely, and bent down to pick up the envelope.

When I opened it, it turned out that there were all photos inside!

Winston's knuckles were turning white as he pinched the photographs.

His gaze made Hunter see murderous intent.

"What photo is that?"

"Someone is following you."

"What?" Hunter was dumbfounded, and reached out to take the photo.

Some of these photos are of him talking to the staff, some are of him changing clothes without drawing the curtains in the hotel room, some are of him just walking out of the hotel room, and some are of him playing with his mobile phone while walking... Almost all of them are It was taken when he was alone.

"I...why don't I know..."

Winston had already taken out his mobile phone to call the police, and notified Marcus, telling him that Hunter must not be left alone.

"No wonder, when I left Travis, there was a rose on the door!"

"That guy knows your hotel address, your apartment in New York, your itinerary. I have called the police and the police will check the nearby surveillance. Stay by my side until you find out who this person is. ' Winston pressed his palm against Hunter's forehead.

"I see."

If you don't tell me, I won't dare to stay alone anymore!

Winston made a phone call, and the laundromat returned the laundry that Hunter had delivered last time, and Winston sorted some for the other party.

Then he packed up the clothes that Hunter often wore at a very fast speed.

"Let's go. When this season is over, you can't live here anymore."

"Then where do I live?" Hunter scratched the back of his head.

"You don't live with me, where do you want to go?" Winston raised his eyebrows, and Hunter had nothing to say.

Winston obviously took the incident of Hunter being secretly filmed very seriously, and even contacted a well-known law firm in New York to represent and follow up the police investigation.

"Maybe it's just some crazy fan?"

"Craziness and a lunatic are two different things. I'm crazy about you too, but I won't shoot you across from your hotel with a telescope." Winston said coldly.

Hunter touched the tip of his nose, thinking that when you were playing in Dubai, didn't you secretly take a lot of photos of me?

But thinking of what happened to Owen, Hunter couldn't help but feel a little worried.

The hotel they booked was near the airport, which meant Hunter could get a good night's sleep.

After taking a shower, he sat on the head of the bed and initiated a text message with Owen.

Hunter: I also had a crazy fan who stuck roses on my door and secretly took pictures of me and put them under my door.

Hunter didn't want to show off to Owen, he just wanted to be like Owen, even if he encountered a lunatic, he had a heart to deal with it indifferently.

Owen: Hahaha, I don’t know what’s going on, that lunatic hasn’t come to pester me recently.Maybe he's looking for you!

Hunter: That black fan of yours is a man?

Owen: What he does is very logical, not like a crazy woman.Speaking of you, sneak shots can be done by crazy men and women.But those who develop the photos and show them to you, showing their presence, are mostly men.For women, they are more inclined to collect your photos, and they will make encounters and have sex with you. "

By this time Winston had finished his shower and was at the bedside.

"Are you texting Owen again?"

Hunter could hear the displeasure in Winston's voice.

"That... that... Owen said that the person who secretly took pictures of me was probably a man?"

"What's the matter? Your desire to have sex with crazy female fans is shattered?" Winston asked back.

"..." Hunter wanted to say, ever since he was scared by you, he never thought about sex again!

"That person is indeed very likely to be a man. As I said earlier, you have the potential to attract perverted fans." Winston lowered his head and edited the text message, "The rose is still fresh, which means that the other party has not been here long. We came back. The police called up the surveillance below the apartment building for the past two days, and a guy in a sweater, hood and mask entered your apartment building."

"Sweatshirt? Hood?" Hunter frowned, "Why does it sound so much like the guy who sneaked into Owen's room and killed cockroaches to make trouble?"

"Be careful yourself." Winston raised his hand and rubbed Hunter's head, "Go to sleep. We have to fly to Singapore tomorrow."

Hunter glanced at the window sill of the hotel, and Winston said, "I've drawn the curtains and locked them."

"Okay." Hunter just pulled up the quilt, thinking about it still felt creepy.He stretched out his arms and put them around Winston.

The tip of the other's nose rubbed against his cheek, and then kissed his lips.

For the first time, Hunter felt that the strength of the other party's kissing and sucking was not a threat, but instead filled him with a sense of security.

This time, Hunter slept until almost noon.

Winston got up earlier than Hunter, but instead of waking him up, he leaned on the bed and browsed the news on his mobile phone.

It was rare for Hunter to act like a child, with one leg on Winston's, the whole body wrapped around Winston's waist, his forehead pressed against him, and even when he hit his mouth, he subconsciously rubbed against him.

Winston moved the phone away, looked at Hunter, put his arms around him, brushed Hunter's ear lightly with his fingers, and brushed his cheek gently with his thumb.

"Um...um..." Hunter made a small murmur.

Winston looked at him for a long time, and Hunter didn't sit up until after eleven o'clock, when Hunter's stomach made a gurgling sound.

He touched his phone and looked at the time: "I can really sleep!"

"Yes." Winston lifted the quilt and walked to the bathroom. "To count, we will go to the airport to have lunch and then fly to Singapore."

"Huh! Suddenly I feel full of energy! In Singapore, I will pass Shire again, which proves that the Austin circuit is not lucky!"

When they sat in the VIP lounge of the New York airport, the public relations assistant cried with joy again.

Hunter has never been like this before, everything is on time, and everything is going smoothly.

The track for the Singapore Grand Prix is ​​the Marina Bay Circuit, with a total of 61 laps.The circuit has many low corners and two long straights, and the main race is usually held at night.

There are five subway stations near the track, and the nearby hotel facilities are quite luxurious.

In his heart, Hunter hoped that Marcus would book the hotel with the Ferrari team.

"You don't have to worry, I already told Marcus that the hotels of our two teams are the same. And I also said, let him book the hotel in your name, but you will stay with me. If there is If something happens, he will call my room to let me know."

"I think that madman should only be active in the United States, and he might not chase him to Singapore, right?"

"Can you not underestimate madmen," replied Winston.

"All right……"

The constant sound of the plane's engines during the long-distance flight made Hunter feel sleepy again soon.

He tilted his head and fell asleep on Winston's shoulder.

Singapore is a place with well-planned urban roads and good greenery.

Hunter and Winston arrived at the hotel in the same car.In the lobby of the hotel, Hunter happened to see Owen talking to the front desk, and the girl at the front desk was blushing.

"Hey! Owen! You're alive!"

"Oh! Little Hunter!" Owen saw Hunter and opened his arms to him. Just when he was about to hug him, Winston grabbed Hunter by the back collar and pulled him behind him.

Owen looked sideways at Winston: "You really have no conscience."

"You think I don't know what you're planning?" Winston looked sideways at Owen. "You want to use Hunter to distract me. You don't mean to teach him sincerely."

Hunter suddenly realized that this was Owen's purpose!

"Then when you think of Hunter on the track, do you feel uncomfortable?" Owen asked with a smirk.

"Of course the rise is uncomfortable, so we must cross the finish line faster."

Hunter didn't want to listen to them anymore.

"Hunter, where are you going?"

Winston grabbed the young man who was about to walk past him with his head bowed.

"I'm going to meet the team!" Hunter tried to shake off Winston's hand.

Hunter really didn't want to hear nonsense such as "Of course the rise was uncomfortable, so he had to cross the finish line faster".

"I'll go with you," said Winston.

"Aren't you going to meet your convoy?"

"I'll go when I see you with Marcus and the others."

Hunter thought: All right.

In fact, the guy who took the sneak shot was a coward.If he really had the guts, he would have rushed in front of him long ago.What the hell is a sneak shot!

When Hunter knocked on Marcus' door, Winston nodded to Marcus and left when he watched Marcus hugging Hunter.

In Marcus' room, the technical officer and Shen Chuan were also there.Everyone discussed the characteristics of the Binhai City track, and Shen Chuan also informed Hunter's engineering team of the tuning priorities, allowing Hunter to give it a go.

The whole meeting went on all day.

Hunter had dinner with Shen Chuan and Xiaoxi, and chatted happily with Shen Chuan, but found that Xiaoxi kept looking down at his phone.

"What's wrong with her?" Hunter raised his chin and asked.

"We will develop a new racing car next season. We need a lot of data, and analyzing the data requires building a model. Xiaoxi found an alumni on the forum who is very good at mathematics." Shen Chuan suddenly remembered something, "Marcus Said you have crazy fans? Even Winston, who has always been calm, was nervous when he heard about it."

"Yeah, hahaha! So I want to go to the door of the room that Marcus booked for me later. What if there are roses pinned to it?"

"You... I'll go with you."

"No need?"

"I insist."

After dinner, Hunter and Shen Chuan came to the door of the room. The key card identification was clean. Hunter opened the door, depressed: "Why is the room so small!"

"Because you can't live." Shen Chuan replied naturally.

"Give me such a small room if I don't live? It's too good at saving money!"

Hunter opened the curtains, stuck his head out, closed his eyes and felt the breath of the city: "The scenery is very nice."

"Okay, for safety's sake, you'd better not live alone." Shen Chuan patted Hunter on the shoulder, "Let's go, I'll take you to Winston's place."

"Hey, you and I are also in the same team, why don't you consider sleeping with me?" Hunter said dissatisfied.

He has a feeling of being abandoned by the team.

"Because I can't wake you up who pretends to be asleep." Shen Chuan smiled.

The adaptive training in Singapore was normal for a few days, and there were more media activities than before. Unknowingly, the free practice session is coming, and the team is also full of hope for his performance in this round.

On the third day after arriving in Singapore, Hunter propped his chin and looked at Winston who was sitting on the bedside reading financial information.

"What's the matter?" Winston looked sideways at him.

"I'm bored. It's boring to be with you if it's like this every night."

And it's only nine o'clock in the evening, and they're already sitting on the bed playing with each other, how much this is like the life of the elderly!

"You really want to be interesting?" Winston's blue eyes tickled Hunter's heart.

"That's right!" Hunter wondered if Winston had any novel ideas?Don't underestimate this guy, he's actually very good at playing!

Winston put the newspaper on the bedside, turned around, suddenly grabbed Hunter's wrist, and pressed him back onto the pillow.

The T-shirt he was wearing to sleep was already baggy, but Winston tucked it up around Hunter's neck.

"Hey! What are you doing!"

The author has something to say: Salted egg time:

Hunter: I really want to be a beast!The beast that bullied the prince!

Winston: Of course you can be a beast if you want to, but you probably can't do the beast that bullies the prince.

Hunter: Why?

Winston: You must be a pet beast (shou) who feels majestic and majestic after being groomed by the prince every day.