Could You Not Tease Me?

"If you have never pursued me... Hey, can those things you do be called pursuit?" Hunter thought about it and suddenly felt a bit at a loss, "I may have rich experience in love now. But these possibilities Together, I definitely don’t love you that much. Every time I see you, I feel... oh my god... I can’t fall in love with anyone else except this guy. I don’t feel unwilling at all, Because you love me too. So don't think about who to fight with... because these are more suitable for me to think about."

Winston looked at Hunter, always smiling slightly.

A few seconds later, Hunter suddenly realized something, and punched him hard.

"You did it on purpose!"

"On purpose?" asked Winston.

"Deliberately lure me to confess my love to you!"

"Really? Did you just confess to me?" Winston's calm expression made Hunter really want to beat him up.

"Actually, you and I are completely different from Pushkin and his wife."

"What's the difference?"

"Poetry is Pushkin's life. But his wife Natalia can't understand and appreciate it at all, she just finds it boring. She can't feel Pushkin's soul, so even if Pushkin thinks he is in love with her, they will never be able to in love."

"Ah! You and I both love Formula [-] and appreciate each other!"

"Hunter, for Pushkin poetry is above everything. But for me, you are my everything, so you don't have to think about who you are going to fight."

Hunter rolled his eyes and smiled.

"However, you still miss the bunny party, right? At breakfast today, I think the smile on your face must be imagining the bunny party of Russian beauties?" Winston asked.

Hunter choked for a moment, he felt that life was not good.

Because Winston knew what he was thinking, and there was no secret at all!

"It seems to be true."

"It doesn't matter if there is a bunny party or not!" Hunter hurriedly dismissed it.

"It's okay, I'll make one for you after this race is over."

said Winston in an "I'll buy you a Coke" tone.

Hunter's feeling immediately turned bad: "No... no need! Really no need!"

This is the rhythm for Winston to completely disillusion him with the bunny girl!

That night, while Winston was showering in the bathroom, Hunter was lying on the bed texting Marcus as usual, when the bedside phone rang.

Hunter stretched out his hand to take it, and then heard a gentle woman's voice.

"Hello, do you need some special services?"

"Special service?" The other party's English was a bit blunt, and Hunter didn't react for a while.

"Drink, chat, and of course stay with you all night."

Hunter finally understood what kind of call it was.

"Sorry, I already have a lover, and I'm with my lover."

Hunter was about to hang up the phone when the other party said: "Your voice is really nice. It's a pity that I can't have a good time with you."

At that moment Winston came over, wrapped in a towel, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

He watched as Hunter held the phone and said "thank you" before extending his arm to put the phone back, just as his back elongated and a small portion of his waist showed under his T-shirt.

Winston put his hand in and asked softly, "Whose phone is it?"

"Call for special service!" Hunter blinked and said.

He half-closed his eyes, and the strength of Winston's fingertips was just right, and he felt quite comfortable.

"Really? Do you really want special service? And thank her."

Hunter twisted his mouth, Winston came again...

"She said my voice was nice, I just responded politely!"

"She's not lying about that. You have a really nice voice—especially when I'm doing you a special service."

Winston leaned over, almost on top of Hunter.His hands went down, buttoning Hunter's sweatpants and pulling them down.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

"Special service."

Hunter's body trembled. They had been tossing around on the night flight for so long, and now they are coming again?

Hunter suspected he was going to wither in his twenties.

"Don't you want it?" Winston whispered seductively in Hunter's ear.

"Yes! Of course!"

Dare I say no?

When Hunter was drowsy, he heard someone whispering against him: Your voice is the best I have ever heard.

After two days in Moscow, they headed to Sochi.

The Sochi Circuit is part of the Olympic Park, and you can see the mountains and the sea along the way, with a total of nineteen corners per lap.

This time, the Marcus team and the Mercedes-Benz team stayed in the same hotel.

When Hunter met Shire in the hotel lobby, he gestured four fingers towards him.

Charles' expression changed immediately, and he pushed his sleeve up, as if he was about to step forward and beat someone up.

And the teammate next to Charles quickly grabbed him: "Hey, Charles, what's wrong with you?"

"Didn't you see the gesture Evan Hunter made just now?"

The teammate was puzzled: "I saw it! He didn't give you the middle finger, you don't need to be so excited, do you?"

"He means he's going to beat me for the fourth time in Sochi!"

The teammates looked blank.

Hunter, who walked into the elevator, saw Ciel's expression and laughed heartily.

It's a pity that the Ferrari team's hotel is not here, and this is Winston's first rematch, he should stay with his team.

The Sochi circuit received mixed reviews. Some media and fans thought the race was boring because there were no exciting overtaking points.But drivers who have actually raced on this circuit know that the wide corners here can have many interesting and unexpected results.

Hunter's initial pit stop strategy for this race is one stop.

The media were excited because there were so many things to watch in this game.First of all, what kind of results will Hunter, who has won the championship for two consecutive races, achieve in this race?And whether Winston, who retired due to injury, can recover in this race.And Owen and Charles, how will they perform?

In the pre-match predictions of many media people, it is said that this will be a peak match.

Compared with the nervousness of the race in Malaysia, Hunter's performance before free practice was quite calm.

His driving is smooth, and judging from his lap times, his condition is also good.

When Hunter finished free practice and everyone was about to call it a day and go back to the hotel, Hunter saw Winston talking to someone very intently by the side of the track.

That person was not a staff member of Ferrari, nor was it a teammate of Winston, but Chen Mobai of the Lotus team.

This oriental man has a calm and lazy demeanor, especially when he talks on the sponsored billboard, he has a pleasing demeanor.

What really surprised Hunter was Winston's reaction.He nods occasionally, and even expresses his views without hesitation.

Hunter felt very strange, when did Winston get acquainted with Chen Mobai?

By the way, Winston was very optimistic about Chen Mobai before, and he reminded himself to pay attention to Chen Mobai who replaced Enzo in the match in Malaysia.

If it was Chen Mobai's first match in Formula One, how did Winston know the opponent's strength?

Countless questions flashed through Hunter's mind.

The eastern man on the opposite side of the track seemed to have sensed Hunter's gaze, and raised his eyebrows slightly, with an indescribable meaning in his smile.

Provocation, this is definitely a provocation!

Most importantly, when that Chen Mobai turned his face and continued to chat with Winston, Winston's attention was completely attracted, and he didn't notice that Hunter was standing opposite them.

This made Hunter feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

In the evening, Hunter lay on the bed and played games as usual, but the phone was upgraded to a tablet.

When Winston entered the room, Hunter was still lying there, not looking up at him.

Winston took off his coat and walked to the bed.

When Hunter felt a shadow covering him, he turned sideways and leaned aside holding the tablet.

Winston didn't speak, and lay directly beside Hunter, and poked his cheek with his fingers.

"what happened?"

Hunter said nothing.

"With your temperament, if I don't continue to ask you, you will be suffocated to death by yourself. Why don't you just tell me, why are you angry?"

When Winston said this, Hunter felt a little ridiculous again.Winston has the right to make friends, of course he can chat with other drivers to exchange experiences.

But... Hunter always felt that Winston treated Chen Mobai differently, as if he cared and respected Chen Mobai more than others.

"It's nothing, let's go to bed. There is qualifying tomorrow."

Hunter felt that he should be generous.

"Hunter, if you don't tell the truth, you may not be able to participate in the qualifying competition tomorrow."

Winston's fingers hooked up the back waist of Hunter's sweatpants, and the meaning was self-evident.

Hunter immediately pressed the opponent's hand sideways, and then he found that Winston was looking at him very seriously.

"I...I saw you talking to Chen Mobai from the Lotus team today. And we talked for a long time." Hunter replied.

"so what?"

asked Winston softly.

So... nothing at all!

"I've been looking at you for a long time, but you didn't even look at me. Then that Chen Mobai saw me, and raised his eyebrows and smiled at me again, like this."

Hunter twitched the corner of his mouth at Winston, the left eyebrow was weird and twisted.

Winston lowered his head, leaned against Hunter's neck and laughed smugly.

"why are you laughing?"

Isn't it just laughing at my childishness!

"I am laughing at myself," replied Winston.

"What are you laughing at?" Hunter asked puzzled.

"When I was in Dubai, I didn't know who you were texting with. I was uncomfortable for a long time." Winston raised his hand and gently plucked the ends of Hunter's hair.

"What?" Hunter was dazed for three seconds and then suddenly remembered that Winston had asked him very seriously if he was in a relationship.

"I've missed you for a long time." Winston's hand slowly moved down Hunter's neck, "You can't even tell, do you still expect you to see that I'm not satisfied with who you've been texting with?" ?”

Hunter snorted softly.

"At that time, I was jealous of Owen, and I even thought about kicking him out on the track. But he was of a high level and didn't give me a chance. Now you are dissatisfied with Chen Mobai, just like I am dissatisfied with Owen? If you think you are naive, then I It's also childish."

Hearing such words, Hunter felt embarrassed.

"But I don't mind at all that you don't like Chen Mobai. You better hate him so much that you knock him off the track." Winston said in Hunter's ear.

"Why?" Hunter sat up with a puzzled expression.

Winston propped up his upper body with one hand, and kissed him lightly on the lips, as if he didn't dare to take too much pleasure because he was worried that the gun might go off.

"You haven't said why yet!" Hunter said seriously, tugging at Winston's collar.

Winston lowered his head and smiled: "You never believed what I told you about my previous life."

"Although I don't believe it, I like to hear it." Hunter said with his head half raised.

"I lost you in my previous life. Owen and Shire retired one after another. Only Chen Mobai was my enemy."

Hunter saw deep loneliness in Winston's eyes.

It was as if the world was huge, passionate and unrestrained, but only Winston's heart was cold.

"Now he has too much hesitation and worries, but he still has many technical advantages worth learning. A good opponent can allow us to grow, learn what he is good at, and in turn become a weapon to defeat him. You Don't you find it interesting?"

"Does he really have great skills?" Hunter showed an unbelievable expression, and then said very seriously, "If so, I will give back all his great skills!"

Seeing his swearing expression, Winston's smile became more obvious. "

"Oh...and, he's the first guy to tell me to have fun."

"What?" Hunter was puzzled.

Winston turned his face sideways and kissed Hunter on the lips: "Thanks for his reminder, I decided to have fun in time in the future."

It was just the second day of qualifying, and Hunter felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange.

For example, when I met Donald in the passage, the guy smiled brightly and awkwardly at himself.

"What's up? You Saubers are having another T-shirt pool party after the race?"

"The pool party is nothing..." Sauber waved away.

Then in the bathroom, Hunter met Owen again. This guy still looked as if he hadn’t smoked. Hunter was standing to drain the water, but this guy raised his head to look: "Ah! Little Hunter is so cute!"

Hunter immediately wanted to block it with his hands, but he was releasing water and couldn't stop it.

"You... what are you doing!"

"Why did I forget, only Winston can watch it!" Owen said while leaving with a smile, "Ah...I forgot, I didn't expect your hobbies to be so...unstyled."

Out of style?What is out of style?

Hunter continued to be confused.

When he walked out of the bathroom, he was lucky enough to meet Shire again.

The other party glanced at him, full of the contempt of the king, so Hunter could only hold back the impulse when he wanted to compare four fingers... because Charles seemed angry enough, and Hunter didn't want to He beat him up before the game.

I seem to vaguely remember that a few years ago, Shire's ex-wife and a driver of a small team were in a good relationship. Shire really beat him up before the race, and Mercedes-Benz took a lot of effort to solve it.

Hunter has no desire to follow in the footsteps of others.

"I won't make you proud! I won't twist your waist!"

"Huh?" Hunter was confused again.

Why are you twisting my waist?I don't want to watch it at all!

Passing by a drink machine, I happened to meet Chen Mobai of Lotus.

He was holding a bottle of drink and turned around, with that half-smile expression again.

This was the first time that Hunter saw the oriental man clearly at such a close distance, and his laziness revealed a faint sense of strength.

"Hey, Hunter."

"What's the matter?" Hunter stopped and looked at him.

"Who do you think will be the champion of this race?"

Unexpectedly, Chen Mobai's English is very standard, unhurried but with a sense of calmness.

"Me." Hunter remembered what Winston said, he must make Chen Mobai suffer in this race.

Chen Mobai smiled: "Oh, wait and see."

Hunter didn't talk much to the other party, turned and left.

The qualifying session of this round kicked off in Hunter's consciously weird atmosphere, although both Marcus and the technical officer thought it was normal.

Hunter felt the boiling competitiveness in the first quarter.Every driver seemed to be suffocating, and Hunter even suspected that this was not qualifying, but the final lap of the final.

Hunter only ranked fifth after the end of this qualifying session, and Charles temporarily ranked first.

The second round was still full of murderous intent, and Hunter gradually realized that everyone seemed to use Winston as the standard and wanted to surpass him, even that guy Donald was trying his best.But Winston has always played steadily, and his lap time is guaranteed to be in the top three.Hunter dropped Chen Mobai from the fifth place PK and came to the fourth place.

There was still no chance to breathe in the final qualifying session.Even the commentator said that the qualifying competition in this station is very fierce, and the ranking is unpredictable.Seeing that Winston dropped to third in the 15th minute, but he exerted too much force in the last few minutes, overwhelmed Owen and Charles, and took the pole position.

Shire ranked second, Hunter was third, followed by Owen and Chen Mobai.

The race will start in three hours, and Hunter is looking for a place to smoke a cigarette, who knows what Charles and Owen are talking about.

"Damn it, how could you let Winston get pole position!" It was Charles, his voice sounded as if he was going to be angry.

"Hey... Didn't you get the pole position too?" Owen's voice was still so lazy.

"Can it be the same? I tried my best!"

"I've tried my best too! I'll leave the task of chasing Winston to you!" Owen patted Charles on the shoulder and said solemnly.

"You're not worried at all?"

"What's there to worry about? It's a big deal to sacrifice yourself if you lose! It's also a very novel experience!" Owen replied.

Hunter tilted his head, always feeling that there was something everyone knew but only he didn't.

Owen saw Hunter as soon as he turned his head, smiled and waved: "Hey, Little Hunter!"

When Charles saw Hunter, he put away all his expressions and let out a soft snort.

"Don't pay attention to him, he is just so unfriendly."

Hunter knew that any words from Owen's mouth must be lies, so he chose to continue looking for a place to smoke.

But when he came to a certain corner, he found that Winston had already been sitting there.

He supported the steps with both hands, raised his head slightly, and seemed to be imagining every ups and downs of the Sochi track.

Hunter quietly came to sit beside him, turned his face to look at him quietly.For some reason, looking at his side face, Hunter felt calm and powerful inside.

"Are you going to just look at me like this and do nothing?" Winston asked with his eyes closed.

Hunter smiled, took out his cigarette, and nudged the other party lightly with his elbow: "Sponsor a lighter."

"Didn't you say that you will use kisses instead of cigarettes in the future?" Winston asked softly.

Hunter showed a smile, stood up, came in front of the other party, bent down and turned his face sideways, and gently touched the other party's lips.

"that's it?"

"It's what you said. This will make you think of me on the track, run to the finish line, and finish the race early so you can kiss me earlier." Hunter squinted his eyes and said with a smile.

The other party put his arms around his waist and said without too much force: "Okay."

"Are you nervous?" Hunter asked, resting his chin lightly on the other's head.

Although it's not Winston's style to be nervous.

"Because this time I must win the championship." Winston replied with a smile.

"Oh... I feel that Owen and Shire are also under pressure."

"It's not them I want to win, but you."

After Winston finished speaking, Hunter's heart was hit.

Yes, the time has finally come for him and Winston to compete with each other.

The power extending from the heart seemed to break through his fingertips and go in all directions.

The race in Sochi started, and the drivers took their positions. Hunter looked at the red Ferrari ahead and tapped his fingers rhythmically on the steering wheel.

"Hunter, you are in a good mood!" Marcus' voice came from the radio, with a hint of ridicule, as if he was not as nervous as before to have a myocardial infarction, which made Hunter feel regretful.

"Because Winston is in the rematch!" Hunter's voice was full of excitement.

Marcus looked helplessly at Shen Chuan and said, "Doesn't Winston's rematch mean that the probability of winning the championship is lower?"

Shen Chuan smiled slightly and said: "For Hunter now, the track is more like an amusement park. A good opponent can make him play more fully and happily."

Marcus smiled and shook his head.

The race at the Sochi circuit started with a tense atmosphere.For the first time, the media who thought this track was too calm changed their minds.

The author has something to say: Salted egg time:

Winston: You have a lovely voice.

Hunter: Really?

Winston: It's not the same when I kissed you as when I went in.

Hunter: ...