Could You Not Tease Me?

"Apart from racing, only you are worth my time."

At that moment, Hunter suddenly felt hot in his heart.

"If you use this as a standard to ask your lover, do you feel that you are very harsh?"

Winston smiled and returned the phone to Hunter.

That smile made Hunter feel that he was unconditionally cherished by the other party.

If so, can he be a little more presumptuous?

"You don't read my text messages anymore?"

"I'm not that bored." Winston regained his coolness.

"I wouldn't ask my lover to invite me to the most expensive dinner and stay in the best hotel. That's what men do." Hunter looked into the other's eyes and said seriously.

I think you understand, I really want you to understand... Winston, I want more than what you give me now.

"So what's your standard?"

"No matter what the final result is, at least there was an eternal determination." Hunter lay back under the quilt, "I know, this is more difficult to achieve than the most expensive dinner and hotel."

"Yes."

"Do you know what my vision was for a place like the sailing hotel before?" Hunter turned his face to look at Winston.

And Winston also looked at him, with a gentle expression, without any sharpness on the field.

All I want is for you to look at me when I look at you.

"Oh, what's your idea?"

"Hugging, kissing, crazy sex... Only in this way can only the fare be paid!"

"You're such a layman."

"Or else? Isn't this the function of the hotel?"

"I thought you were going to say... lying in bed like this, when I look at you, you're looking at me."

Hunter froze, why...why did Winston always know what he was thinking?Even the most secret, something he never said?

"But if you want to talk about hugging, kissing and sex, your skills must be terrible. Money can't save you."

"What? My skills are bad! How do you know if you haven't tried it!" Hunter immediately sat up.

"Ha, sure enough, if you say that your skills are bad, you will blow your hair. But I have tried your skills." Winston looked at Hunter, raised his finger to lightly touch his lower lip, and slowly moved down, Just when Hunter was about to see the tip of his tongue, he stopped.

The blood is still and the heart is suspended.

"I... I was drunk at that time! I don't know what I'm doing!"

"Oh, so kissing still needs to think?"

"One day you will be amazed at my level!"

Hunter pointed at the other party.

"I've always been amazed at your level."

Winston's answer made Hunter feel very perfunctory.

"Hey! You're underestimating me! Don't you have no experience?"

"I have a lot more experience than you. I've always been prepared and simulated thousands of times in my head."

Winston reached over and rubbed the top of Hunter's head.

This made his discomfort rise in a straight line. He flipped over and sat directly on Winston's waist.

"Simulating in your mind is a fart! Do you want to try it! My technology is definitely more valuable than simulating in your brain!"

Hunter lowered his head slightly and looked down at the other party. It was a sense of superiority that he never had on the track.

Winston's expression was one of surprise. This was the first time that Hunter clearly knew that he had gone beyond the guy's expectations.

But that kind of surprise made Hunter inexplicably uneasy.

"What are you thinking about? By brain simulation, I mean the grand prix."

"..." Hunter wanted to beat this guy.

"However, if it's something else... I don't mind you giving it a try..."

Winston raised his chin, his beautiful neck was right in front of Hunter, and Hunter suddenly understood why he kissed his neck when he was drunk.

"Pleasing me... driving me crazy."

Winston looked at Hunter, his gaze was so constricted that Hunter didn't know whether this was what Winston expected, or he was playing himself.

He only knew that the man in front of him was extremely sexy.

At the moment when he was in a trance, Winston's waist suddenly pushed upwards, and Hunter almost fell down. All the beautiful thoughts were thrown away, and Hunter's waist was firmly clasped by both hands.

"That's all you have."

"Hey! You underestimate me!"

Hunter, who was still a little hesitant, now felt that he had to kiss this guy!

He pressed down on the opponent's shoulder, and was going to kiss the opponent's lips no matter what. Who knew that Winston deliberately turned sideways and tried to shake Hunter down. He turned his face, and Hunter's cheek collided with his.

Maintaining his balance with one hand, Hunter was chasing Winston's face and was about to hit the target. Before the kiss was reached, Winston's waist was lifted up suddenly, this time by a large margin, and Hunter was directly shaken down.

The moment he fell on the bed, Hunter's face was smashed into the quilt.Before he could recover, he felt his waist sink, and it was Winston who rolled over and sat on it.

"Damn it! Come down!" Hunter was about to sit up, but Winston put all his strength on it, Hunter fell back, and his chin hit the pillow again.

"Your skills are really superb, and you will be counter-pressed in a second. Women will find it unchallenging."

Feeling that Winston bent down and spoke in Hunter's ear, the warm breath made Hunter tense even more. He tried to prop himself up with his arms, but who knew that Winston held down his chest Hip, pushed him down.

During the struggle, Winston kept pressing on Hunter's buttocks, making it impossible for him to lift it up no matter how hard he tried.

Hunter struggled for a long time, but no matter how hard he shook, he couldn't shake the opponent down, which made Hunter very angry.

"Get me up! Let me up!"

"It's past eleven o'clock, why are you still up? Go to sleep." Winston's voice was lazy.

"I want to get up!" Hunter thumped the pillow with his hands.

"Are you still playing?"

"Stop playing!"

Watch me play you to death!

"Why do I think you will wait for an opportunity to retaliate?"

"I will never be able to catch up with you in my next life! I decided to be content with the status quo!"

Don't let me take a chance!I will definitely let you be crushed to the point where you can't hold your head up!

Winston lifted his leg and rolled back into its original position with ease.

Hunter felt the weight off his body and let out a breath.

Today's shower was a waste, and he was sweating again.

As if venting his anger, Hunter raised his leg and kicked in Winston's direction, who knew that the other party grabbed his ankle again.

"Damn! Do you know what I'm going to do!"

His sudden move was blocked by the opponent!

Hunter tried to retract his foot, but the other party held it tightly.

"Of course I know exactly what you want to do."

"You know what a fart!"

I want to kiss you, bite you and molest you, you know?

Don't think you know me well!

"Oh, how else would I catch you?" Winston's thumb circled Hunter's ankle, and Hunter's heart spun along with it.

Hunter sat up and wanted to break Winston's fingers, who knew that this guy directly lifted Hunter's ankle, and Hunter suddenly fell back on the bed.

I'm so heartbroken!

Regardless of Sanqi 21, Hunter stepped on Winston's arm with the other foot, but the opponent's knuckles clasped the other ankle. No matter how much Hunter kicked, it was useless. Especially struggling, the opponent is as stable as Mount Tai.

Hunter almost turned sideways.

After more than ten seconds, Hunter decided to give up.

He pulled the quilt over himself and said loudly, "You can pull it if you like, I'm going to sleep!"

After speaking, Hunter pulled the pillow over and placed it under his head.

Originally, he only slept for a while on the way to Dubai, but now he is very tired, and once he relaxes, he falls into sleep, his breathing becomes flat and elongated, and he puts one hand next to his ear, like a child.

Winston slowly let go of Hunter's ankle, got up and came to his side.

Gently clasped his hand that was on the pillow, and curled up his free legs. Winston approached his lips and touched them lightly.

Hunter didn't respond.

Winston put his arms around his shoulders, put his other hand around his waist, and almost put him across his back in the sleeping position.

The lights in the room went out.Outside the floor-to-ceiling glass windows is the faintly undulating sea water under the starlight.

Winston turned his face to the side, put his arms around Hunter lightly, and twirled the ends of his hair with his fingers.

Hunter moved, raised his leg, put it on Winston's waist without any ceremony, and put his other arm on it.

His face was leaning towards the other, as if looking for the best angle, and the tip of his nose rubbed against Winston's shoulder.

Winston lifted Hunter's leg and turned sideways, facing Hunter.

He raised his head and kissed Hunter's upper lip softly. With a slight suck, Hunter seemed to be conscious, and the tip of his tongue pressed against Winston's lip, and Winston's fingers tightened around the edge of the quilt. , The shoulders also tensed up.

Hunter opened his lips slightly, and breathed lightly along the pillow to Winston's lips. The man frowned and leaned against him again.

He wanted to bite his lower lip, but in the end he didn't use much force, he held it in his mouth, and brushed his teeth lightly.

Hunter, with a profiled face, raised his chin, as if to give himself to the other party. Winston's fingers gently brushed his forehead, and finally clenched his fists, and stepped back slightly.

So spent our first night in Dubai.

It was nine o'clock in the morning when Hunter woke up.

He rubbed his eyes, and saw Winston standing by the bed, putting on a T-shirt, stretching out his muscles in one movement, which made people never get tired of it.

"Wake up and wash up. Who said you're going to play in the water park?"

"I'll be up right away! Soon!"

To be honest, the breakfast at the Burj Al Arab was really not good, and Hunter felt very disappointed.But the popularity of the water park is still surprising.

Hunter and Winston went to the locker room to change into their swimming trunks. Winston glanced at Hunter and said, "Who bought your swimming trunks for you?"

"Huh? I just bought it myself."

Men's swimming trunks are the same as underwear, there is no need to pursue styles!

"It's big." Winston said this lightly, and Hunter had the illusion of being hurt by the other party again.

Looking at Winston's figure again, especially the bulging part, Hunter felt his throat was getting a bit dry.

"Let's go."

Winston went out, Hunter following him.

The most interesting way of this water park is to sit on the rubber ring, from bottom to top layer by layer, the water rushes to the highest point, and then slides down from the highest point.

At the beginning of the game, Hunter heard countless shouts.

But nothing could be more dangerous than a Formula One race.

Soon, Hunter knew he was naive.

When the water rushed up the rubber band that Hunter was sitting on with force from bottom to top, Hunter was embedded in the hollow in the middle of the rubber band. With every impact, Hunter's swimming trunks were about to fall off.

"My mother——" Hunter wanted to reach out and hook his swimming trunks, but if he let go, he might fall off the rubber band at any time.

It's no joke to let go after being rushed to such a high level!

Before coming here, Owen specifically asked him to buy swimming trunks one size larger, and Hunter suddenly felt that this guy must be deliberately waiting for himself to make a fool of himself!

He shouldn't have trusted Lawrence Owen!

Seeing that he was about to rush to the highest place, just as Hunter relaxed a little, the swimming trunks really rushed down!

It was hanging pitifully on Hunter's calf. Fortunately, tourists were washed up one by one, otherwise Hunter would be embarrassed!

Winston had already been rushed to the front. Hunter wanted to yell for him to help, but then he was ashamed and had nothing to help, so he could only burst into tears, praying that no one would notice after sliding down. to him!

When he slid down the spiral slide at high speed and fell into the water, he was unprepared.

Oops - his swimming trunks fell into the water!

Hunter could only get into the hole in the middle of the rubber band to cover himself, and reached into the water trying to find his swimming trunks.

But nothing was caught for a long time, and more and more people came down.

The only thing that comforted Hunter was that he was not the only one whose swimming trunks were washed away...

At this time, Winston walked towards Hunter holding the rubber band with one hand, and the water just covered his waist.

"What's the matter with you?" asked Winston.

"I...the swimming trunks are gone..." Hunter approached Winston and whispered.

"Where is it?" Winston seemed to frowned.But at least he didn't mean to blame him.

"When you come down." Hunter felt extremely embarrassed.

"There will be water flowing down, and it may be washed farther away." Winston glanced ahead.

"Then what should I do? You can't let me go up there naked?" Hunter wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Who asked you to buy such big swimming trunks?" Winston snorted softly.

"...I didn't expect it to be so big..."

"Didn't expect it? It looks big at first glance." Winston pushed his rubber band to Hunter, "Hold it for me, I'll go find it."

"There are so many people, how do you find them?"

As soon as Hunter finished speaking, Winston bent down and plunged into the water.That posture was elegant and powerful, although it was only for a moment, Hunter felt that it was very eye-catching.

More than ten minutes passed, and Hunter was so foolishly wearing a rubber band around his body and holding one in his hand, waiting for Winston to come back.

Even if you can’t find your swimming trunks, you can ask the amusement park to borrow a bath towel to wrap them in.

At this moment, Winston walked against the flow of people a few meters away and walked in his direction, seemingly holding something in his hand.

"Take it." Winston tossed the swimming trunks, almost missing Hunter's face.

Hunter became nervous, missed the catch, and fell into the water again.

Just as he was about to grab Piaoyuan's swimming trunks, Winston hooked it.

"Do you want me to find it for you?"

"No, no, no! This way you can find it! You are simply Aladdin's lamp god! Any wish can come true!" Hunter did not forget to flatter.

Winston removed Hunter's rubber band from the top of his head. At this height, Hunter's swimming trunks could still be seen faintly. Winston pulled his pants and said, "Legs come in."

Hunter quickly raised his legs and quickly put on his swimming trunks.

Feeling Winston's fingers sliding up his thighs while holding his swimming trunks, especially after putting them on, he lifted the back for him, as if putting his arms around his waist, Hunter's heartbeat went awry again.

"Let's go."

After Winston gave a reminder, he pulled the rubber bands of the two towards the shore.

"Still playing?" asked Winston.

Hunter shook his head immediately.

He doesn't want to drop his swimming trunks again, he can't get them back every time!

"Then go back. Let's go to the sand in the afternoon."

"Sand flushing is good!"

"Be careful that the pants are washed off again."

"Huh? Will washing the sand wash away the pants?"

"Are you all right in your head?" Winston glanced at him, and walked forward.

Only then did Hunter understand that he was taunting himself by saying that he washed his pants off in the sand.

After lunch, Winston drove Hunter to the edge of the desert.The red desert seems to be undulating with the wind, and it is as vast as the sea.

It was the first time for Hunter to see such a scene with his own eyes, and he couldn't help sighing.

"Winston! Take a picture for me!"

Hunter threw the phone to the other party, and then compared a scissors hand.

"Your posture is stupid, you know that?"

"Okay...will you take a picture of me?"

"Change your posture and I'll take a picture for you."

"Do you have a hatred for Scissorhands?"

Hunter thought for a while, and changed to a posture with open arms.

Winston gave him a press and threw the phone back to him.

"Wait for me." Hunter quickly followed.

They joined a sand flushing team, and there were many young people in the team.

Winston already had an outstanding appearance, and soon several young female college students came to strike up a conversation.The excuse is to help take pictures or something.

Under normal circumstances, no one would refuse to help, but Winston could lower his chin slightly and say, "Sorry, I'm not good at taking pictures."

Hunter burst into laughter.

The girls showed regretful expressions.Hunter was still angry just now, but now he suddenly realizes that Winston doesn't like taking pictures of people is also an advantage.

At this moment, a young boy suddenly yelled: "Ah! You are Van Winston—Winston of the Ferrari team! I am your fan!"

"What? You said he is the Winston who won several championships?"

The phrase "won several championships" does not seem to be someone who often watches Formula One. Winston won a race championship, and the so-called annual championship still has to fight for points.Last year's championship was Charles, and the year before that was Irving.

Of course, the chances of winning this year are great, and Winston is only two points away from catching up with Irving.

But it shows that even people who don't follow Formula [-] have heard the name Vann Winston.

"Can we take a photo with you?" Winston's young car fan took out his phone.

Hunter expressed deep sympathy for him in his heart.Who is not good to like? Do you have to like him?

Sure enough, Winston lowered his chin in a standard way to express his apology: "I'm sorry, I don't like taking pictures very much."

The car fan really showed a regretful expression, probably because Winston's indifferent image had already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and he was not angry at all.

"It is also my honor to be able to surf the sand with you!"

Oh my god, die hard fans!

Hunter stroked his chin enviously.

When will he have his own diehard fans!

"Are you Evan Hunter from Marcus Racing?" the young fan finally noticed him.

"Ah, I am."

"Winston's fans know you as his best friend! I've noticed you since Montreal! It turned into admiration when I arrived at Silverstone! You are amazing! Previous forum There are still people here who can’t understand why Winston has taken a fancy to you, but after every game, you are refreshing our understanding of you! Everyone is looking forward to the day when you and Winston can become teammates!”

"Don't you become an opponent?" Hunter smiled.

Probably because Hunter was obviously easier to get along with than Winston, and he was close to Winston, so the young man almost kept talking to Hunter.

The other party was very cheerful, but Hunter didn't hate it at all, and secretly told him some of Winston's habits.For example, what kind of cigarettes to smoke before the game, and how mature the steak is.

At this time, the sand flushing team began to allocate vehicles. Winston opened the door and shouted at Hunter: "Hunter—"

"Ah! That guy called me! Forgot to tell you, he hates being late!" After speaking, Hunter ran towards Winston.

The convoy rides up and down the sand dunes, like traveling in the waves.

Hunter, who was full of expectations at first, was disappointed.

"It doesn't seem exciting at all." Hunter tilted his head and looked at Winston beside him.

The other party's expression was calm, and he probably didn't find it exciting like Hunter.

The driver of the sand truck said in English with an Arabic accent: "Don't worry, young man! The excitement is coming!"

The author has something to say: Salted egg time:

Winston: Come to the water park at the Burj Al Arab later.

Hunter: Why?I don't want to come!

Winston: I'll wrap up here and buy you swimming trunks myself.

Hunter: ...Thank you?

Winston: You just keep performing swimming trunks rushing down.

Hunter: ...I can't talk to you properly!