Could You Not Tease Me?

Just at the first corner, the competition between the three cars of Winston, Shire and Hunter made the audience sweat.

Obviously Hunter was chasing Shire very closely, but he was cut off by Owen at the No. [-] corner, and the wheels of the two cars were about to touch each other!

Hunter twitched the corner of his mouth.I have to say that Irving's overtaking was of a high level.

After a few laps, the drivers behind were unwilling to show weakness, and Hunter was locked up by Chen Mobai to catch up.

This braking expert almost forced Hunter out of the white line at the No.16 corner.

Hunter suffocated all his strength, he must win against this guy who made him laugh so badly!

In the next few corners, Chen Mobai's overtaking was extremely threatening. Hunter's nerves were like countless twisted filaments, running at super power, without giving Chen Mobai any chance.

On the contrary, every attempt to overtake made Hunter understand Chen Mobai better, his technique, and his braking control points entered Hunter's mind like data.Most importantly, the guy is able to make different overtaking attempts every time he takes the same corner.All that Chen Mobai is good at will eventually become the weapon that Hunter uses to surpass him!

After a few laps, Hunter was so excited by this guy that he wanted to run laps.He could finally understand why Winston said that after Owen and Shire, Chen Mobai became his only opponent.

"Well... Winston's opponent is no one but me!"

Hunter once again blocked Chen Mobai's overtaking at the No.18 corner. He knew that it was useless to defend Chen Mobai. Let this difficult guy be left to the person he overtakes!

In front of him was Charles who was crushed by Owen. Hunter pulled the corners of his lips and pointed four fingers to Charles in his heart.

With his smooth routing at the seventh corner, coupled with the delayed braking control learned from Chen Mobai, he almost passed Shire.

Now Shire was already on guard against Hunter, and blocked Hunter's best line in the next few laps. He showed Hunter his strong defensive skills.Shire was getting faster and faster and it was clear he was trying to wrestle his place back from Owen.

As for Winston, today's condition is extremely good, it can be called "Doomsday Hurricane", and Owen, who is following him, is also itching his teeth.

Even the spectators could feel the smoke of the game, and every part of the Sochi circuit seemed to be full of variables.

Hunter and Chen Mobai stopped to change tires one after another.Before this race, Shen Chuan's engineer team improved the pneumatic wrench and replaced the soft tire in 2.7 seconds, becoming the fastest tire change in this race.

After leaving the station, the two still maintained their rankings.And Chen Mobai's overtaking of Hunter became more and more intense.

Hunter, on the other hand, tried his best to catch up with Charles in front, and quickly opened the distance between him and Chen Mobai.

At the almost right-angled corner of No.13, Hunter made a surprise attack on Shire, drew a beautiful semicircle at such a corner, volleyed Shire, and the audience was shocked. Hunter overtook Shire and walked away.

God knows how much he wanted to point his finger at Charles, but Charles would probably be so angry that he would bite off his finger, so he had to give up.

Hunter turned on his horsepower and smiled in his heart: "I wish Chen Mobai and Shire will love each other until the final lap!"

And Owen in front is chasing each other with Winston. He will be overtaken by Winston in less than half a lap after he passes Winston. Such a high-level contest will drive the audience crazy.

After the race, the audience unanimously commented that every corner of the Sochi track was full of highlights and suspense.

Owen failed to overtake at the second corner, and followed Winston into the third big corner. Unexpectedly, the mantis stalked the cicada and the oriole was behind, Winston stabilized the line, but Owen started a contest with Hunter at the apex of the bend.

Hunter's braking was extremely bold, and the centripetal force was about to throw his neck out, but he calmly paralleled Owen after passing the apex, and the track was about to burn.

Owen gritted his teeth to control the line, but was still intercepted by Hunter at the exit of the corner. Hunter led the exit and rushed to Winston in front.

At that moment, Mr. Kaqiao in the media seat became excited: "It's a good catch!"

Even Irving had to admit that Hunter's blow was superb and his reaction was decisive.

After two laps, Hunter finally met Winston at the third turn.

At this corner, Hunter defeated several opponents, and at this time his heart beat faster and he was extremely excited.

Winston did not intend to block Hunter's line at all, but continued to lead with speed and braking.

Hunter tilted his mouth, and Winston's open arms followed his attack, as if to say: "comeon, baby."

At the sharp turn at Turn [-], Hunter and Winston braked almost at the same time. At this nearly right-angled turn, the tires of the two cars seemed to make a sharp sound with the ground, and Winston came out of the turn early again with a slight advantage. .

This made Hunter feel as if he was being crushed by Winston, and he couldn't lift his waist no matter what.

This competition lasted for three laps, and the audience exclaimed again and again as the two competed.

Finally came to the [-]th and [-]th corners, Hunter held back his energy, Winston's driving looked very aggressive at first glance, but Hunter could feel his control of the car and the track. The degree of fit between the two is at its peak. This is not just driving, but more like an art of walking on the verge of losing control.

Hunter boldly overtook at the No. 13 corner, and Winston was almost forced to the inside corner by him. The air heated up rapidly, evaporating heat and burning the last rationality. Hunter felt that he had grasped the moment at the last moment The fleeting opportunity rushed ahead of Winston!

"Oh!" Marcus held up his hands, so excited that he was about to jump.

But at the next corner, Winston went straight into the apex, then made a strong turn, paralleled and rushed out first.

Hunter felt the speed of Winston roaring past him, and he finally realized that his overtaking just now had actually been counted by Winston.

It felt as if he finally turned over and fell on Winston's body, and was pushed down by this man before he even took a breath.

"Damn it." Hunter cursed under his breath.

The next two cars were like crazy, constantly refreshing the best lap times of the game.

The track seemed to be unable to withstand their extreme speed and collapsed.

"It feels like flirting..." Mr. Kacho said suddenly.

"Huh?" Audrey Wilson looked over at the side.

"Talking with each other, each other wants to take the initiative and enjoy the satisfaction of the other's excitement because of their own skills." Kaqiao touched his chin, "Don't write it in your column, I'm just joking." Two cars Finally rushed into the final straight, rushed forward at a speed that would explode the car, dragging the attention of the world, as if to split the track.

The two cars crossed the finish line with a slight gap, and Winston was only less than half a car ahead of Hunter.

"Oh!" Marcus finally exhaled.

Hunter felt that the red figure was right next to him, keeping pace with him, and that sense of satisfaction felt as if his heart would burst.

Winston held out his hand in Hunter's direction, and Hunter extended his arm.

The distance between them seemed to be completely spanned at that moment, and the air was superfluous.

Hunter imagined Winston's fingers clasping himself, his fingertips, his palm, everything made him want to rush out of the car and hug him tightly.

I finally got close to you in the game with you!

When they stood on the podium, Hunter showed his signature smile, because he was happy, he was really happy, although he missed Winston by a little bit, but Hunter was very happy.

This is not the first time Winston has won a sub-station championship, but every time before, he always had a cold expression of "it's not a big deal, why are you shooting so hard?" smile.

Hunter only felt pain in his shoulder being pressed by Winston.

Shire ranked third, and the fourth place was not Owen but Chen Mobai of Lotus.

The No.2 points allowed Hunter to rise to fourth place in the overall standings.This is an achievement that has never been achieved since the establishment of the team.

Originally, it was supposed to be the time for media interviews after the game, but the Ferrari team could not find Winston, and Marcus was also having a headache where their Hunter went!

"Maybe go smoke somewhere?" said the public relations assistant.

"What kind of cigarettes! He has no cravings and only takes two puffs before the game!"

"To the bathroom?" said the technical officer.

"Half an hour?" Marcus raised his eyebrows, "Did he fall into the pit?"

"Kiss with a beautiful woman?" Assistant Engineer Amanda said uncertainly.

"Why doesn't he kiss you? Aren't you the number one beauty in the engineering team?"

"It sounds reasonable, but I can't find a reason to refute it..."

At this time, Hunter was kissed by Winston to the point where he could hardly breathe.

The tip of his tongue was hot, and Hunter suspected that he was about to be crushed and rubbed into his body by the other party.

He just passed by a staff-only studio, and suddenly someone behind him grabbed his mouth from behind and dragged him into that room.

The moment the door was locked, he bumped into a row of cleaning supplies, and it was a bit overwhelming when the row of mops fell down, but someone stood in front of him, dragged him into his arms, and kissed passionately.

The way the tip of the tongue curls around, and the unscrupulous strength when sucking, Hunter doesn't need to open his eyes to know who the other party is.

In the past, such a turbulent emotional outburst would scare Hunter, but now he only felt ecstatic.Because he knew that just as he was ecstatic that he and Winston had finally reached the same heights, Winston could not help being excited that he had finally come to him.

Hunter just kissed back lightly, as if driving Winston crazy, and the other lifted him up and pressed him hard against the wall, regardless of what was weighing on him.

Kissing gradually goes too far, and they please each other in a dark space without lights, and everything beyond the door has nothing to do with them.

Finally when the crazy enthusiasm was suppressed, they hugged each other and breathed.

Hunter kissed Winston on the cheek, and the other party hugged tightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you really want to come here?"

"If you want to, then you have to plan how to take me out." Hunter replied with a smirk.

"Then don't mess around again." Winston buried Hunter's neck, as if his heartbeat was like a wild wave that still couldn't calm down.

Hunter hugged each other, and suddenly remembered how excited the man was when Winston said that he was only behind his car last time, even thinking about releasing himself in the bathroom of the track.

The mobile phone that had been dropped to the ground vibrated pitifully, displaying Marcus' number.

Hunter yelled "no" in his heart, bent down and picked up the phone.

"Hey, Marcus..."

"Where did you die! You only answer the phone now!"

Hunter could imagine the look on his face without seeing him.

"I'm just lost..." Hunter casually said a reason, even he thought it was absurd.

At this time, Winston wiped off what was left on him while kissing his cheeks and ears, and helped him put on his trousers.

"Lost? Why didn't you say you passed out in the ambulance!"

Eh?This is really a good reason, why didn't I think of it just now?

"Go."

After leaving here, Hunter became nostalgic for this narrow space where his hands and feet could hardly be used.

When Hunter rushed to Marcus's place, the media interview was already halfway through.Hunter's performance in this race is still eye-catching, but the face of the team manager Mr. Marcus is stinky.

Hunter originally worried that the reporters would attack him because of his lateness, but he did not expect them to be very patient. The reason turned out to be that Mr. Cacho, who was interviewing on the spot, said: "I heard that the Ferrari team can't find Van Winston either. Maybe they are exchanging experiences and sharing the joy of being reunited on the track."

As a senior media person and F1 professional commentator, Mr. Cacho is very influential in the media.

And Mr. Cacho also asked the first question on behalf of the media present: "Over half an hour, it seems that your communication with Winston was very thorough?"

Although it was a half-joking question about enlivening the atmosphere, Hunter's face turned red. After being photographed by the media, the fans started to make pink bubbles again.

After the media interview, Hunter heard that the drivers of other teams in this race regretted that Hunter did not surpass Winston.

That night, Hunter leaned against the bedside and chatted with Donald and Owen through text messages. Winston next to him was reading a very obscure stream-of-consciousness novel that Hunter could fall asleep with just one glance.

Donald: Hey, Hunter, can't you just run a little half a second faster?

Hunter: Huh?You didn't make it into the top five, so what does it matter to you whether I can win the championship?

Owen: If I had known that you were the most threatening opponent to Winston, I would have let you down more and helped you suppress others.

Hunter: Huh?

Owen: Charles vomited next to me again.He also said that he would have given you a ride if he had known earlier, and he would not argue with you.

Hunter thinks everyone's painting style is weird?

He bumped the opponent with his knee: "Wow! Winston! You say you are so unpopular among the many drivers! Everyone expects me to beat you!"

"Maybe it's because I have won too many times. They expect you to create a new pattern." Winston replied.

Hunter blinked: "Are you praising me?"

"Am I being narcissistic?" Winston approached Hunter and kissed the corner of his mouth.

Hunter originally thought the kiss would be longer, but he didn't expect it to end in a short while.

Then the mobile phone in his hand was taken away by Winston.

Hunter knew that this guy had been dissatisfied with chatting with Owen, but it was too annoying to just quietly take the phone away.

"Hey - don't steal my phone!" Hunter turned sideways and stretched his arms, his fingertips were about to touch them, but Winston threw him on the bedside table mercilessly.

It slid a diagonal and almost fell to the ground.

"Okay, I don't need to steal your phone. I'll steal you."

"Huh? Steal me?"

Hunter suddenly realized that Winston's other hand had reached in at some point.

"Ah! Don't scratch!"

"I didn't scratch."

Hunter was thrown over, and he was genuinely worried that the bed they were sleeping in would end the same way as the one in his apartment.

There was still a media event the next morning, but Hunter buried his head in the blanket, pretending not to hear the frantic ringtones of his cell phone.

Winston sat leaning against him, and slowly stroking his hair with his fingers.

"Hunter, it's time to get up."

"There's no one in the quilt!" Hunter replied unhappily.

"Is that so, why don't I lift the quilt and face the air again?"

Hunter's ears turned red immediately, and his skin almost burned when he was bumped between his legs yesterday.

"I don't want to get up." Hunter tightened the quilt.

"Oh, what's the matter?" Winston's voice was soft, tickling Hunter's ears.

"Just got up yesterday!"

Winston's lips were drawn into a round arc, and he kissed each other through the quilt.

It's just a pity that Hunter was finally dragged up by the PR manager and a bunch of assistants sent by Marcus.

The media event continued well into the evening, wrapping up just before dinner.

Hunter yawned, and received a text message from Donald on his phone: Hunter, the location of the bunny party tonight has been sent to your phone, this is the only time, never miss it again!

Hunter rubbed his eyes, he thought he was wrong?

This guy Donald is promising!There was a bunny party!

Hunter was so excited that he grabbed his phone and circled the Shenxi beside him three times.

"Hunter, what's the matter with you?"

"I'm going to a very fun party tonight!" Hunter said while pressing Shen Xi's shoulder.

"Is it fun? Then everyone go together?"

"No, no, I'll just go!"

"Hunter... I think your brain is broken." Shen Xi said.

"Anyone's brain is bad in front of a genius like you!"

Hunter ran away and just arrived at the entrance of the passage when he remembered something and sent Winston a text message: Donald invited me to the bunny party, I really want to go, I promise not to mess around!

Then Hunter was a little nervous again, won't Winston let him go?

His worries proved unnecessary.

In less than ten seconds, Winston replied: Have a good time.

"Huh? Have a good time?"

Hunter tilted his head, and suddenly felt that he was not valued by the other party.

Did Winston trust himself too much?Or has the status declined?

But... what about him!

Bunny party!Bunny party!

I'm coming!

Hunter came to the hotel Donald had mentioned.

This hotel looked very new. As soon as Hunter walked through the gate, the waiter greeted him very eagerly and took him to the presidential suite on the top floor.

Hunter called Donald: "Hey! I'm here! Open the door!"

Hunter thought of the last pool party, the girls of the Sauber team could still be seen.

The moment the door opened, there was no light in the room.

Hunter paused, could it be that Donald was playing tricks on himself?

"Surprise!"

The moment the lights came on, Donald's face appeared, and Hunter was shocked!

The guy in front of him was wearing a black tights, and the muscle lines from shoulders to waist were very obvious. It's a pity that Hunter couldn't appreciate it. His lower body was also black leather pants. Hunter felt so flamboyant.

Looking up again, Hunter saw two fluffy rabbit ears on Donald's head, and Hunter couldn't help but burst out laughing loudly.

"Donald...you...what are you doing!"

"Pretend to be a bunny girl!" Donald said with an expression of "I don't want to, but I can't help it".

"Don't tell me that your Sauber team's bunny parties... are all like you?" Hunter suddenly had a bad feeling.

"This is not our Sauber team's party, it's a party just for you." Donald clapped his hands, and the room behind him suddenly brightened.

Donald turned slightly, and Hunter caught a glimpse of the rabbit tail behind his leather pants, and really felt that his three views had collapsed.

"Welcome to the Rabbit Kingdom. Hunter, today you are the king."

Owen's joking voice sounded, and Hunter looked at the guy in front of him who was dressed exactly like Donald, wearing black tights, leather pants, and rabbit ears, and felt that he had gone into the wrong world.

"You...what do you want to do? What kind of rabbit king..." Hunter felt that he was about to stutter again.

"A bunny party! Honey, we are all your bunnies!" Owen opened his arms and was about to hug Hunter.

Hunter thought he must be dreaming.As he rested his chin on Owen's shoulder, he was horrified to see that even Shire was wearing bunny ears.

There were other drivers sitting on the bed, all dressed as rabbits.Renault's Penny, McLaren's Duchovny, Williams' Coulter, Force India's Maiden... almost all the top [-] drivers in this race are here.

"You...have fun...I...I..."

Hunter thought he must be dreaming, and he needed someone to kick him hard.

"Why do you think everyone is desperately trying to get ahead in this game?" Charles asked in a vicious voice.

"Fight for the championship!"

Isn't this the obvious answer!

"It's because Winston said that if he wins the championship after his comeback, everyone will dress up as a bunny girl and throw a party for you!" Charles said with a broken face.

Hunter was dumbfounded. Winston had said before that he would throw a bunny party for him, but he didn't take it seriously, but now...it couldn't be better!

This is not the bunny party he wanted!

The rabbits saw it, but they were all male rabbits!

"You said that if you work harder to win Winston, we don't have to be like this!" Penny said.

Penny is an evergreen tree in Formula One, and has always kept a low profile. I didn't expect him to join in.

"You...you can ignore him!" Hunter was speechless.

"Why ignore it? He sent an email to each of us! He said that if he loses, he will wear bunny ears and take pictures for everyone!" Donald said with a smile.

Hunter knew that Donald would agree to this challenge, because this guy has no lower limit!It doesn't matter if he goes out for a walk wearing a rabbit and a rabbit tail, in case Winston doesn't win the championship, he can take a picture of Winston's rabbit ears!

Owen is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and Charles has definitely been challenged with an impossible personality... As for the others, he probably has the same idea as Donald.

It's just that the eyes are full of "strong" rabbits, and the beauty is lost.

"And Winston..." Hunter asked.

Wasn't the instigator there?

"He said he's coming and you can't get high," Donald said.

But the problem is... Winston can't get high in front of these muscular men!

"Since you're here, enjoy yourself!"

Owen took out a pair of rabbit ears out of nowhere and put them on Hunter's head.

"Hey... I don't want to wear this..."

Before Hunter finished speaking, he was held down by Charles.

Others came to Hunter's side. Owen got a selfie stick from somewhere, stretched it out, and with a snap, he took his phone back and sent a photo.

"Hey! Who are you going to send it to!"

"Winston!" Owen replied with a smile.

"No!" Hunter reached out to stop him, but he didn't.

Then he was lifted up and thrown onto the bed.

"You...what are you going to do!" Hunter was dumbfounded.

"You are the rabbit king! Of course you must sit on the throne of the king!"

It's clear that Irving is the rhythmic jerk.

At this time, Donald was about to untie the bow tie on his neckline, laughing so hard that Hunter's hair was all over his body.

"You...what are you going to do?"

"We take turns to show you the striptease!" Donald touched the stubble on his chin and made a Marilyn Monroe pose, "Aren't I sexy?"

"You are so sexy!"

Hunter quickly got up.

At this moment, Owen sat on one knee beside Hunter, smiling more cautiously than Donald: "Since you're here, enjoy yourself! Where else is there such a special bunny party!"

At this time, Owen was about to lift up the hem of the tights, slightly revealing the strong waist line that belonged to a racing driver.

Hunter feels that if this continues, he will have a psychological shadow on the bunny party!

He just turned sideways, trying to kick Owen away, but this guy dodged first, still standing there laughing.

At this time, other people climbed up and surrounded him, and Hunter couldn't hide anywhere.

"Okay! We're not Winston, and we can't do anything to you! Can't you have fun like us wearing rabbit ears?" Owen said leaning on Hunter.

At this time, Donald's teammate came in pushing beer: "Everyone drink to your heart's content! It doesn't matter if you drive Lafite in [-]! It's all on Winston's account!"

"Being crushed by him every time! This time I have to drink it all back!"

At this point, Hunter finally believed that this was a party and not some new trick to play tricks on him.

Just as he was about to reach for the beer, Shire held him down: "What kind of beer does the brat drink? Drink more milk!"

Then everyone laughed.

"Yeah, I suddenly discovered that Hunter is the youngest among us!"

"That's why she is the most loved!"

Hunter's face was almost distorted with anger, and he was about to take away Owen's beer, but was dodged by the other party.

"No! Hunter is not yet 21!"

"This is not America!"

"Drinking is bad for growth! Hunter can still grow taller!"

"The car has a heavy load when it grows taller! This height is just right!" Hunter tried desperately to grab the beer, but was still held down by Charles next to him.

"Can't you be more honest, boy?"

"Hahaha, because we all promised that Winston will not let you drink, and this is also the condition that he will not come to see us make a fool of himself." Owen said.

"Forget about a bunch of male rabbits! No beer allowed - what kind of party is this!"

Hunter's dissatisfaction soared to the extreme.

"Don't worry! The female rabbit is here!"

Owen clapped his hands. At this time, another door of the suite was opened, and several blond and tall Russian beauties walked in with various soft drinks.

Hunter's eyes went straight.

"Beer is not allowed, but sparkling drinks are free!" Owen patted Hunter on the shoulder and said comfortingly.

Hunter wept with joy, this is the real bunny girl!

"You can watch it, you can drool, you can crook it in your head, but you can't touch it!" Owen reminded.

Hearing that it was Winston's tattered rules again!

"Isn't it okay to touch the rabbit's ears or tail?" Hunter showed a regretful expression.

Are ears and tails not allowed to be touched?

"Well...Donald, can you send a text message to ask Winston?" Owen said with a smile.

Hunter suddenly realized at that moment that this "bunny party" was tantamount to Winston declaring sovereignty in the industry!

Hunter had a feeling that he would never be able to have fun again.

This KINGSIZE big bed was their seat, and everyone huddled together to watch these plump and beautiful Russian girls perform various exciting programs.

The author has something to say: Salted egg time:

Winston: Well, I gained experience with wedding parties.

Hunter: A male rabbit...

Winston: Yes.

Hunter: Let's not get married...