Could You Not Tease Me?

"Owen is just my friend. We are both racing drivers... We often exchange ideas together, and I will listen to him talk about other drivers. I don't know why you misunderstood the relationship between me and Owen... It's that kind of relationship."

"Lie! Why did you lie to me! I clearly saw you kissing!" Merlin became excited again.

The blood on Johnny's forehead also flowed into his eyes, falling down with tears.

"I kissed Owen? It's impossible!" Hunter was completely stunned. Where did Merlin see it?

Isn't this guy delusional?

"I got it! I got it all!" Merlin took out his phone and threw it to Hunter, "The password is your birthday! You can see for yourself!"

Hunter didn't expect that Merlin even knew his birthday. Obviously, his birthday this year was passed by with no one in the team remembering it.

The feeling that my birthday is only remembered by BT fans is too subtle.

Turning on his mobile phone, the screen is the picture of him opening the window to see the scenery when he first arrived in Singapore.

It turns out that Merlin has followed him since the first day he arrived in Singapore!

"Look at the No.19 photo in the album! Tell me what you are doing!" Merlin roared.

Heng's photo album is full of his photos, the ones where he and Shen Chuan had dinner at the restaurant, the ones where he communicated with Shen Xi about the suspension system, the ones where he and the public relations manager set the time for media interviews...every one is of him.

And the No.19 photo happened to be the picture of Hunter going to Owen's room for the first time, and the guy opened the door with a towel around him.

Standing at the door, I was pulled by Owen and leaned forward. Owen's face was blocked by the back of Hunter's head. From this perspective...isn't it a kiss? Is it a staring game?

Hunter himself thought it was a kiss!

"We didn't kiss. There's no way I could have kissed him. Owen likes to play tricks. It's just a joke he made with me."

"It's not a kiss, so tell me what's the picture behind? Don't tell me you guys are playing a sex game!"

Hunter slid back as promised, and the photos made his hairs stand on end.

The photo was taken from the window of Owen's room.

Hunter was sitting on Owen's waist, holding Owen's arm, pressing him on the bed, lowering his head, obviously about to kiss him.

And the next picture is Owen turning sideways and teasingly saying something to Hunter, while Hunter is still pressing down on him, which is so ambiguous that it makes people blush.So close, it's like rubbing each other's ears beforehand.

Behind him was Hunter holding Owen's waist, and Owen lay on the bed and taught Hunter how to break free.It's just that they are blocked by the window sill, and it really looks like it's done from this angle.

And Hunter remembered that he studied in Owen's room for more than an hour that night!

Lawrence Owen!How the hell didn't you know to draw the curtains!

How is he going to explain it now!how to explain!

"Didn't you see that we are all wearing clothes? Have you ever seen someone who has sex with sheets and clothes? You keep saying that you are my fan, is that why you think of me?" Hunter decided that instead of looking scared in front of Merlin, It's better to be tougher, so that it can appear that there is really nothing between himself and Owen.

Merlin froze there, and put down the dagger in his hand. He was really overwhelmed by what Hunter said.

Hunter kept gesturing to Johnny, hoping that he would flee now, but who knew that this bastard didn't even dare to move, and obediently stood there as a hostage for Merlin.

Hunter scolded Marcus in his heart.

It's not good who to send, he has to let such a guy who can't even run to "protect" him!

"So...then what are you doing?" Merlin seemed to really believe what Hunter said.

"We are stretching each other's muscles and joints. You have been chasing me for so long, don't you know that drivers should always maintain the flexibility of their body joints?" Hunter said, "As for the bed sheet mentioned in Owen's text message, it means This, it's just that he has a bad personality and likes to make such jokes."

Hunter now understood that the person who threw dead cockroaches on Owen's bed and sent him bloody chicken feet was Merlin.

Come to think of it, Owen deserved it.

"Give me the knife, please?" Hunter approached Merlin, reaching out to him.

"No! You're lying to me!" Merlin looked at Hunter warily.

"I don't. I don't like Lawrence Irving at all..."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Merlin's whole body was shocked, and suddenly he clenched the dagger tightly again.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, I'll go see who it is."

Hunter was about to walk towards the door when Merlin yelled, "Don't go!"

The knock on the door didn't stop.

Winston's voice came: "Hunter, are you inside?"

Hunter was stunned, it turned out to be Winston.

"Hunter, you didn't answer my call. Are you inside?" Winston's special voice made Hunter calm down.

It should be that my mobile phone was broken by Merlin just now, so Winston's phone can't get in.

Merlin stared at Hunter, shook his head, and motioned for Hunter not to speak.

But within two seconds, Johnny's cell phone rang.

Without looking, Hunter knew it was Winston calling.

Jonny's cell phone rang ladygaga, and the sound shook Hunter's shoulders, and he wasn't sure Winston could hear it outside the door.

"Let me answer the door. If he doesn't answer now, he will go to the front desk to answer the door." Hunter replied.

"You...you want to escape!"

"Run away? Why should I run away? You keep saying that you have been chasing me, trying to comfort me, supporting and encouraging me...but you don't even know who my favorite person is? You doubt my Assistant, you doubt the drivers I know, but you don't know who I like the most!"

Hunter snorted coldly.

"You... Who is the person you like? If you don't tell me, I'll kill him!" Merlin tightened his grip on Jonny's neck, and Jonny had to hold back a cough.

Hunter remained silent. He knew that the more Merlin wanted to know who he liked, the less likely he would kill Johnny. He wanted to lead Merlin to his side step by step.

"I don't want him to know. He'll tell everyone in the team and then you'll never see me again, I'll just tell you."

Hunter beckoned to Merlin.

Merlin froze there.He was thinking about the hint in Hunter's words.

Hunter knew that his chance was only for a moment, otherwise Merlin realized that he had been cheated, and he probably didn't care about anything but revenge.

Merlin let go of Johnny, and said to him harshly, "If you dare to move, I will throw out this knife and stab you in the head!"

Johnny had been dizzy for a long time. He pressed his head and sat down against the wall.

And Hunter opened his arms, looking defenseless, as if he wanted to hug Merlin.

This kind of temptation made Merlin's eyes reveal a joyful expression.

He walked towards Hunter step by step, came to a place half an arm away from Hunter, and looked at Hunter expectantly: "Tell me... who is that person..."

"That person is..." Hunter leaned towards Merlin, as if he wanted to speak in his ear.

Suddenly, his fingers clasped the tiger's mouth where Merlin was holding the dagger, and he pinched it in with the force of crushing his fingers.

"Ah—" Merlin roared, but he didn't know what kind of obsession it was, he refused to put down the dagger at all, and even slammed into Hunter.

Hunter took advantage of the situation to press down on his shoulders, twisted his arms around with lightning speed, and raised his knees to hit his lower back. Johnny didn't see what happened at all, only saw that Hunter pushed Merlin down He fell to the ground, and his dagger fell into the distance.

"How could you do this to me! How could you lie to me! How dare you lie to me! I love you so much! I can do anything for you!" Merlin's eyes were red, and he struggled on the ground angrily.

Johnny had never seen anything like it.

"Johnny! Let Winston in! Now! Immediately!" Hunter yelled at Johnny, and Johnny finally woke up.

He got up shaking, came to the door, groped for a long time, and finally opened the door.

Winston saw Johnny's head covered with blood, and strode in at once.

"Winston!" Hunter looked up at the man.

The arrival of Winston made Hunter relax a little. He suddenly turned over, kicked Hunter down, grabbed the dagger and turned around to stab Hunter.

Hunter watched the bright and sharp point getting closer to his lower abdomen, only to hear a "scared", Winston did not know when he came to Hunter's side, directly clasped Merlin's wrist, and put the His hand snapped in reverse.

There was no muddle at all, his side face was as cold as a cliff.

For the first time, Hunter saw undisguised killing intent in the man's eyes.

"Ah-ah--" Merlin yelled frantically, and Hunter wondered if Winston had smashed his arm.

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!" Merlin's teeth were trembling, and his other uninjured hand picked up the fallen dagger, but Winston snatched it away first.

"Johnny, call the police." Winston's cold voice became the most sober presence in the space.

Jonny woke up from a dream, crawled to his cell phone and made a call.

"Is he the one who followed you and secretly took pictures of you?" Winston lowered his eyes to look at Hunter.

"Ah...um." Hunter swallowed and nodded.

Winston reached out his hand and pulled Hunter up firmly.

He squatted down in front of Merlin: "You took so many pictures of him, is it because you are infatuated with him?"

This man has a handsome face, and his indifference carries a deadly sense of strength.

"I love him...but he loves someone else..." Merlin's tears fell.

Hunter didn't understand this madness, but he felt inexplicably sad.

"Oh, who is he in love with?"

"Laurence Irving! That pompous fellow! He's bewitched by his face! It must be!" Merlin began hysterical again.

"You're a lunatic...but I'm crazier than you. I don't allow anyone other than me to be infatuated with Evan Hunt, and I can't bear the possibility of him having a crush on someone else."

Merlin froze there.

After a few seconds, he finally came to his senses: "It's you...it's you..."

"Yes, if you really paid so much attention to him, how come you didn't notice whose arms he slept in every night, who he kissed every time?" There was cruelty in Winston's voice.

It was the first time for Hunter to see such a Winston. He pierced through all unrealistic expectations and fantasies, leaving no room for them.

"Winston..." Hunter walked towards Winston with some worry.

"Kiss me, Hunter." Winston turned his face to look at Hunter, his voice was still very soft, but there was an order in it.

Hunter lowered his head and kissed Winston's lips.He opened his lips, but did not stick out his tongue. Hunter wanted to raise his head, but Winston bit his lower lip. Hunter could only stick the tip of his tongue in, and the moment it touched It is very possessive sucking.

"Ah—" Merlin's roar echoed in the room.

Winston suddenly picked up the dagger, and stabbed it between Merlin's legs fiercely and decisively.

Merlin stood there stupidly, the blade of the dagger just sliced ​​open his pants, and blood would be seen if there was any more.

Hunter's heart was about to jump out, but Winston held his hand firmly.

"From this moment on, you can no longer think about Evan Hunter, you can no longer try to spy on him, and you can no longer appear in front of him in the name of any so-called following and love. Because if you can't, I will kill you you."

There was no ups and downs in Winston's voice, the air was suddenly filled with icy water, compressed and congealed for a frightening moment.

Merlin looked at Winston blankly.

"I'm his only man." Winston stood up and looked down at Merlin.

He seems to be born strong, and nothing can override him.

Everything Merlin did was like a farce in his eyes, weak and ridiculous.

He sat there and wept.

The hotel security and police came and dragged Merlin up from the ground.

Hunter looked at Winston, who had completely shattered Merlin's pride and hopes.

Winston turned around and was about to communicate with the police when he kicked something with his toe. The moment he bent down, Hunter immediately realized that it was Merlin's cell phone!

"Winston!" Hunter rushed up, and before his fingers touched the edge of the phone, Winston lifted him up. He pressed Hunter down with one hand, and opened the album with the fingers of the other hand. The first photo It's a picture of Owen lying on the bed with Hunter clasping his waist.

Hunter could clearly see Winston's pupils quivering.

"Listen to me! It's a sneak shot! We're all wearing clothes! We're not having sex!" Hunter explained anxiously.

Winston didn't say a word, he kept holding his phone up high, looking up at the photos inside.

"Don't look at it! Don't look at it!" Hunter felt that he would not be able to clean himself up by jumping into the Yellow River this time.

"Then what about this?" Winston turned his wrist, and it turned out to be the photo of Owen opening the door for Hunter wearing a bath towel, and the two "kissing".

Hunter was literally on the verge of tears.

"We're not kissing!"

Hunter felt himself getting darker and darker.

"Really? I didn't say at all that you had sex with him, or kissed." Winston looked at Hunter, and that look reminded Hunter of the first time this guy wanted to fuck him.

The clothes on his body seemed to be burned, his bones were crushed, and everything about him was swallowed by the other party.

"Sir, this mobile phone is evidence and we need to take it back."

The police signaled to Winston to give them the phone.

Winston nodded and handed over the phone.

Hunter could finally breathe out.

At this time, Marcus and Shen Chuan rushed over, and Marcus immediately hugged Hunter.

"Stinky boy! I was scared to death! Fortunately, you are okay! Fortunately, you are okay!"

Marcus patted Hunter on the back hard, which moved Hunter.

His concern is sincere and has nothing to do with interests.For him, Hunter was like a child who had grown up with his own eyes, and anything that happened would make his heart ache.

Shen Chuan looked at the blood on the ground, his expression changed, and he was relieved to see that Hunter didn't look injured.

The ambulance also came, and Johnny was sent away with his head covered in blood.

It is estimated that many media have already known that a well-known young driver was almost killed by crazy fans.

Tomorrow the police station will ask them to go and explain the whole thing clearly.

"Fortunately, the free practice session is the day after tomorrow. I hope it can be solved at once." Hunter sighed.

"The reporters should arrive soon after hearing the news. Mr. Marcus, if you don't mind, I want Hunter to stay with me tonight." Winston said.

"Oh, of course... that's fine. Those reporters will soon investigate the rooms booked by the team and block the door. It will be difficult to sleep well by then."

"Okay, I'll take Hunter directly to the police station tomorrow morning."

Hunter opened his mouth, why did he feel like he was sold again?

"Well... I'd better not bother Winston, or book a room in another hotel!" Hunter said hastily.

He had a premonition that Winston would not let him go so easily.

Those photos might really kill him!

Hunter still remembered every word Winston said to Merlin. He was shocked at the time, but now he felt sympathy.

Winston will definitely have time to settle accounts!

"Well, that's fine. I'll accompany you to other hotels now."

Winston opened the closet and packed the clothes that Hunter often wore.

He managed to gag Hunter, so that Hunter was separated from the other teammates.

"Indeed, it's easier to avoid right and wrong by changing to another hotel." Even Shen Chuan agreed.

Hunter looked at Shen Chuan: Brother...do you want me to die?

"I'll call you when we get to the hotel."

Winston nodded to Marcus.

"Then Hunter will trouble you. People in our convoy should have been allowed to watch Hunter...but you have also seen what happened to Johnny. Perhaps being with you can indeed make Hunter feel more secure. "Marcus sighed, as if he wanted to temporarily hand over his sweetheart to a very fair and honest friend for safekeeping.

Hello!Hello!I don't feel safe with this guy!

I was screaming in my heart, but I couldn't say it out.

Hunter's pitiful appearance made Marcus mistakenly think that he was still feeling scared because of BT fans.

"Okay, okay, Hunter... After this match, I will hire bodyguards for you!" Marcus and Hunter hugged again.

After this race?I might be dead already!

"Let's go." Winston gently tugged Hunter's wrist, and pulled him out of the room.

When entering the elevator, Hunter immediately lowered his head and explained: "I really don't have any interest in Lawrence Owen! It's just a matter of angle when you see the photo that seems to be kissing! You watch the movie You also know how to borrow a seat when you are in bed? That has the same effect as borrowing a seat!"

"Really? Are his lips soft?" asked Winston coolly.

Hunter was taken aback, which meant that Winston didn't listen to his explanation just now?

Still listened to it, but still wanted to embarrass him?

At this moment, the elevator doors opened, and Winston walked out with long legs.

At that moment, Hunter wanted to press the elevator door shut, and then go to another floor while Winston was out.

Who knew that Winston turned around and pressed the switch, raised his chin and said, "Still coming out?"

"Out……"

The two walked out of the hotel.

The police cars have already left, and the world is as quiet as if nothing happened.

There is another hotel in good condition a few hundred meters away from this hotel.

Hunter's luggage was on Winston's shoulder, and there were few pedestrians on the road. The other party stretched out his hand, clasped Hunter's wrist tightly, and pulled him forward.

What Winston meant was very clear, that is, never give Hunter a chance to escape.

"You haven't answered me yet, are Owen's lips soft?"

"I haven't kissed him before, how would I know!"

"Then what do you like about him? Also his eyes?"

Several cars passed by Winston, and the lights of their headlights seemed to cut him off.

"I never liked him." Hunter felt distressed.

Merlin would go crazy when he saw those photos, and Winston would definitely be sad if he didn't look like Merlin when he saw those photos.

"Then why are you with him? It's because I keep wanting to fuck you and it scares you, but can Owen make you do what you want?"

Hunter knew that Winston was referring to the picture of himself holding Owen's waist.

"We're just messing around! I'm not what any man would like! I...I..." Hunter stopped in his tracks.

Winston, who was holding him, also stopped, but did not look back.

"What are you?"

"I just think your eyes are beautiful, I just look at you without blinking... When did you ever see me staring at Lawrence Owen's face for more than 30 seconds?"

"Then what are you fighting about?" Winston asked back.

Hunter choked, he couldn't tell Winston that he was practicing with Owen how not to be overwhelmed?

Knowing that Hunter would not answer the question, Winston turned away and pulled him on.

Hunter lowered his head and clasped Winston's hand tightly.

A few minutes later, they arrived at the hotel. Winston checked in the room and took Hunter into the elevator.

The two have been very quiet.

At the moment when the elevator door was about to open, Winston was about to step forward, when Hunter suddenly pulled him back.

He turned his face to kiss Winston, without any skill, without any thought, he just wanted to feel the warmth of this man and the softness of his lips.

Winston froze. He didn't push Hunter away, but he didn't open his mouth either.

Hunter knew that he was still angry, and the tip of his tongue slipped between his lips, licking and kissing. The elevator door was about to close. Winston suddenly pushed Hunter away, raised his hand to press the elevator door that was about to close, and pulled Follow Hunter out.

At that moment, Hunter became disappointed.

Winston was really angry.

It was the first time he had made him angry.

But... If Winston had seen similar photos, he would be very angry!Even if Winston had done nothing, he would still be angry.

Thinking about it this way, Hunter felt that he had committed a heinous crime.

The sound of the room card recognition sounded, and the door opened. Winston threw Hunter's luggage on the ground without saying a word.

Hunter bent down to pick up his luggage resignedly, all he could think about was how to stop Winston from being angry.

It's just that before his fingertips touched the bag, he was picked up by the other party.

"temperature……"

Winston clasped the back of Hunter's head with his palm, and the momentum with which his lips pressed down was astonishing. He squeezed into Hunter's lips irresistibly, as if to destroy everything between his lips and teeth.

"Hmm..." Hunter wanted to raise his arms to hug him, but Winston thought it was a signal of rejection, and suddenly folded his arms behind his back.

He kept kissing him, forcing him to step back step by step until his calf touched the edge of the bed.

Winston was strengthened by the downward pressure of the kiss, and Hunter looked up. He wanted to respond to the other party, but was completely crushed by the other party's tongue.

He opened his eyes and saw Winston's furrowed brows. His kiss didn't mean that he didn't care anymore, on the contrary, he was very sad.

Hunter fell backwards on the bed, and Winston finally let go of Hunter's hands, and pressed him down instead.

Winston's kiss followed, messy and depressing, even the moment he hooked the tip of his tongue, he seemed to be hesitant to say anything.

The author has something to say: Salted egg time:

Hunter: Don't be angry!What can I do so you won't be angry?

Winston: Pout up.

Hunter: Good!Push up, dear!

Winston: Turn away, pouted.

Hunter: ...Can you still have a good relationship!