Could You Not Tease Me?

Hunter's eyes were about to fall out, but he was choked on the left and right. He couldn't do anything except to see.

They were **** and beautiful, but with the music and their swaying posture, what appeared in Hunt's mind was the one watching Winston performing a striptease to him.

Hunter laughed dumbly in his heart.

When I have seen the sexiest person in the world, everything else is meaningless.

"Hey, Hunter ... their waists are twisting and they are about to fly, but you don't seem to have any reaction at all?" Owen whispered in Hunter's ear.

"none of your business!"

Owen chuckled.

The party came to dawn the next day. Owen and one of the beauties have been frowning for a long time. As soon as the party is over, he writes his mobile phone number on the other's shoulder, and smiles and says he must come to him before leaving Sochi tomorrow.

Even Donald's face was full of lipstick marks.

In comparison, Hunter felt a bit sad. As the "Rabbit King" at the Bunny Girl Party, he had nothing but a soda!

When Chenguang came to the city again, all the riders removed the rabbit ears and rabbit tail and changed into their clothes.

Owen squinted and smiled and said to Hunt, "How is it for Winston to win the championship just for you?"

"Alright ... okay ..."

Although it was completely different from the bunny girl party I imagined, there were surprises and surprises.

"The Grand Prix of Russia has become such a stage for the two of you to show love. It really makes people feel uncomfortable." Owen shook his head.

Hunt pulled his mouth and smiled and said, "If you don't want to watch, you will retreat this year! Because we may be showing affection at every race in the future?"

At this time, Charles held Irving's collar and pulled him up.

"Enough! Let the little ghost be proud of himself!"

But none of them thought that the Bunny Girl Party would become an important issue in the Formula One world in the next ten years. Almost every year, the parking lot lost to Winston on the track plays the "male rabbit" at the party.

When Hunt returned to his hotel room, he did not see Winston.

Hunter looked at the wristwatch exactly like Winston's, thinking that this guy should go out for a morning run.

Hunt lay on the bed, thinking of Irving's "Winston wins the championship just for you", his heart suddenly jumped, he drew the quilt over and over, and then lay on apparently Winston Where I slept late, I sniffed hard.

A few minutes later, the door of the room heard the sound of "声 ——" swiping.

The moment Winston pushed open the door, then closed the door and turned around, suddenly someone pressed him, and the other side clasped him to the door, kissed his lips, and started a willful sucking with the tip of his tongue.

Winston was surprised at that moment, and immediately leaned against the door, but just looped around the waist of the other side and let the other side do whatever they wanted to do.

It didn't take three seconds, and the fire broke out. Winston slammed the other side at him and kissed wildly.

Hunt, who had wanted to make a sudden attack, couldn't resist, stepping back, Winston held his leg directly, hugged him, and walked to the bed step by step.

Just as Hunter was lying on the bed, he suddenly grinned and said, "Hey, I forgot something!"

"What?" Winston's voice was hoarse and low.

"Thank you for the bunny girl party that you prepared for me carefully. But, how can you not have you at the party?" Hunt took the bunny ears hidden in the lower back and put it on Winston's head.

Winston's hands were in Hunter's ears, and he smiled at him with a smile.

"Do you like the party I gave you?"

Hunt didn't speak, just lying there looking at each other.

"What's wrong? Because I won't let you touch those bunny girls, are you angry?"

Hunter smiled slowly, raised his hand and touched the rabbit ears on Winston's head: "You guy ... what a great look even if you wear rabbit ears."

"I'm really sorry."

"I really don't like that party because without you. Now I feel satisfied." Hunter narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly, even the hair ends falling on the mattress were trembling slightly.

Winston raised a hand, and flicked his finger lightly off Hunter's forehead.

Hunter lifted his knee and touched Winston's waist. "I said that you were particularly afraid that I was having an affair, so you wouldn't let me touch another woman, and you wouldn't let the fake rabbit tail?"

"What makes you think I'm afraid you're having an affair?" Winston asked softly.

"Because you guys are too serious about everything! And you still have cleanliness, and you have to clean up everything neatly and neatly! I think you definitely want absolute purity in spirit."

Winston lowered his face, tilted his face, and touched Hunter's lips: "Then you don't know me too much. When I first spoke to you, if you were in love with someone else, would I Do you want to give up? "

Hunter became curious: "If I had an affair ... I mean if ... what would you do?"

"What you have an affair with is not my bottom line. What I have experienced ... is far more cruel than the so-called affair."

At that moment, Hunt's heart trembled, as if pinched between Winston's fingers.

If affair is not the bottom line of a relationship for Winston, what is it?

Winston closed his eyes and kissed Hunter again.

"If you fall in love with any man, I will defeat him and let him feel complacent. Ashamed to be by your side, I will drag your eyes and let you turn around and discover that this world deserves your concentration It ’s just me. ”

"Then what woman do I fall in love with?" Hunter asked again.

"Then I will let her teach the cruelty of men. Let her know that her weakness is only your burden, and they can never understand the real you. So, no matter whether a man or a woman, I will rob you back."

Winston's eyes were deep, a sense of strength that locked Hunt.

Then there was a slight smile on his lips, and he took off the rabbit ears on his head and put it on Hunt's head: "Don't forget, you also lost to me."

"Hey! I didn't make a bet with you!" Hunt was about to raise his hand to remove the rabbit ears, and Winston held his wrist.

"Don't move, let me see for a while." Winston whispered softly.

"Yes ... what's so nice ..." Hunt blushed, thinking that Winston could toss so many well-known drivers for himself, so wearing rabbit ears for him to watch for a while was nothing.

"What did you think of during the Bunny Girl Party?" Winston asked.

"I miss you," Hunter answered, turning his face.

"What do you think of me?" Winston asked again.

"... miss you just miss you, what else?"

"So what was I doing in your head at that time?"

Hunter discovered at this time that the man was really poisonous. He even suspected that the striptease was originally planned by Winston.

He planted a seed in his heart, germinated silently, and spread to every minute place of his thinking.

"Tell me, Hunter. What did you think?" Winston lowered his head and pinched Hunter's nose.

My heart floated along.

"Think of your striptease ... that time you didn't put on your pants ..." Hunt didn't continue.

"I suddenly understand why you like bunny girls parties so much." Winston picked up his cell phone and put it in Hunter's ear. "When you wear rabbit ears, it's like waiting for me to eat them. "

Hunter lifted his knee to hit the other side, but was pressed down by Winston's palm.

"I'll show you again." Winston smiled.

He flipped his cell phone with one hand and ordered the music from the striptease for Hunter.

Slowly like a deliberately stretched breath, the music throbbed Hunter's nerves.

All I saw was that Winston pulled up the hem of the sports t-shirt, the lines on the waist, and the firm but not exaggerated breasts, followed by the tight shoulder lines, he threw it aside casually: "Who told you I have a clean habit? I can eat you even if you are dirty."

Hunter looked at each other, and couldn't move his eyes.

"And I promise, I'll show you all this time."

The whole morning after, Hunter understood what he meant by "this time he took it all off"-which also included his own clothes.

He was tossed by Winston, with the music playing repeatedly in his ears.

Hunt suspected that whenever he heard the tune in the future, he would react, more effective than a bunny girl who wears nothing.

The Russian race is over and they are about to leave for Germany.

Hunt and Winston went hand in hand. Their security procedures were smooth and they entered the departure hall almost an hour earlier.

Winston and Hunt are sitting in a coffee shop at the airport. Hunt was playing games on his phone, and Winston was watching a briefing across.

Hunter knows that Winston has other industries besides racing, and there are quite a few. When I think of this guy saying "I will make you worry-free for a lifetime", Hunter suddenly feels so serious and serious. Winston talking to himself is also cute.

He grinned a bit, remembering that the other party had "educated" himself under the table. He took off his shoes, reached to the other party, and gently lifted the pants of the other's sports pants, slowly upward.

Winston's original expressionless face slowly slumped, and seemed to enjoy Hunt's "prank".

When Hunt's toes came to the middle of his calf with his toes, Winston suddenly clasped his ankle.

Hunt wanted to get his feet back, but Winston refused. His thumb lingered around Hunter's ankle, but he still looked at the briefing in front of him.

"Don't play." Hunt tried to close his feet again, but he was still held up by the opponent.

"You succeeded in arousing my interest, and of course I can't let go of you easily," Winston said without flushing.

Hunt tilted his head. "Okay, then you just hold it."

He picked up his phone and continued to dissipate.

Who knows a few minutes later, someone sat beside Hunter.

"Oh! You'll be together even if you fly to Germany!" Irving whispered.

"Yeah. No one is with you, are you lonely?"

Hunter asked without looking up.

"I'm not lonely with you all!"

Hunter poked his lips, and the ghost would ignore you.

Sure enough, even Winston on the other side just looked up slightly and said hello.

But even when Irving arrived, Winston didn't put down Hunt's feet. Instead, he treated Hunt's instep across the socks like a cat lying on his lap.

Hunt was tickling but pretending to be nothing.

Owen ordered a cup of cappuccino and ate snacks intently. He must have known that Hunt's feet were on Winston's legs, but he pretended to look like he didn't know.

Just then another familiar voice sounded.

"Oh! You're all here, don't mind if I sit down?"

Hunt looked up and saw Nicky.

"How will you be here!"

"Ah! How do I feel you are not happy to see me, don't forget that I am your master!" Niki raised his hand and ordered a cup of coffee.

"You are the master of Marcus, but not my master." Hunter said deliberately with a disgusted expression.

As soon as Nicky lowered his head, he saw Winston clasping one of Hunter's feet. He just shook his head helplessly: "There must be a limit to Xiu Ai. Be careful of my imbalance and kill you all."

Irving nodded in agreement.

It turned out that Nicky had also watched the Russian race and was about to rush to New York for business matters. He happened to see Hunter and Winston as he passed by this coffee shop, so he just sat over.

Hunt was in his heart, why didn't Owen go with the Red Bull team! Why didn't Nicky take a private jet!

"Little Hunt, I heard that a few riders had a bunny girl party after the race ... why didn't you call me?" Nicky regretfully blinked. "If I pretend to be a bunny girl for you, you Should be tempted? "

"Ah?" As soon as Nicky finished speaking, Hunter opened his imagination mode subconsciously.

Pure Niki is really moving with rabbit ears!

"Ah!"

Winston's fingers pinched Hunter's ankle, and Hunter almost dropped his phone.

"Hahaha!" Nicky laughed.

"Hunt ..." Owen rolled his face. "Did you just drink milk?"

"You only drink milk foam! I just drank cappuccino!" Hunter expressed his dissatisfaction with Irving's behavior of telling lies.

"You ... there's a bubble of milk on your mouth ..." Owen compared to the corner of his mouth.

"Ah? Really?" Hunt put out the tip of his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth.

"And here, here and here." Irving continued his strokes.

Hunt stretched the tip of his tongue and licked it for a small circle.

His online game was at a critical moment, so he lowered his head and licked while playing the game.

And Nikki, who was sitting opposite him, looked completely blank.

Owen also showed a proud look.

The next second, Winston suddenly dropped the briefing, stretched his arms, and put his palm directly over Hunter's mouth.

The tip of the tongue that had not been recovered before hits the fingers of the other party.

Hunt looked up and met Winston's unsmiling eyes.

He had low air pressure all over his body, and Hunter realized that he had just drank the coffee in front of the cup, not using a mug, why milk foam would stick to his face.

"Hunt's tongue is cute, isn't he?" Irving braced his chin and looked at Nicky across from him.

"... It's pretty ..." Nicky realized what hadn't finished, "It's Winston's even cute!"

Owen sighed helplessly: "You are so useless! You dare not even praise."

Nicky said he was helpless.

Where is this compliment? For Winston, it is "non-divided" and will be terrible.

"Let's go, we're almost on board." Winston finally let go of Hunt's ankle.

Hunt immediately put on his shoes, dragged his bag and followed Winston.

He didn't want to stay with Irving.

"Look, you're offending Winston. I don't have Hunter to watch." Nicky said with a regretful expression.

"Why, you just want to see it?" Irving half-joked.

"Of course I want to go to him," Nicky said with a longing expression. "You don't know how stupid he looked when I first met him."

"Then you just have to think about it. Vann Winston will kill you."

Owen froze.

He is about to get up and take a flight.

Hunt pulled down his blindfold and was ready to sleep.

"Hunter." Winston's voice sounded softly in his ear.

"Huh?" Hunter responded.

"Want to go to the bathroom together later?" Only Winston's voice could hear him.

"what are you talking about!"

Hunter took off his blindfold and stared at the other side. This flight not only had Irving but Chen Mobai from the Lotus team!

Then he saw a smile on Winston's lips, and the guy was juggling himself.

"You are as annoying as Irving."

Hunt pulled down the blindfold again, but Winston clasped his wrists.

"Of course, Irving and I are different."

"What's different?"

"He can trick you into sticking out the tongue, but I can **** it."

Hunt pulled the blindfold down fiercely, tilting his head.

But the heart was beating faster and faster, and what was constantly imagining in his mind was Winston's tongue rolling up his own feeling.

I really want to go to the bathroom together ...

It was already evening when they reached the Hockenheim circuit west of Heidelberg.

The world-famous Marcus team and the Ferrari chose the same hotel, which made Hunter happy.

"How did Marcus book this hotel? I heard it wasn't here last year?"

Shen Chuan smiled and whispered into Hunter's ear and whispered, "Because I told Marcus that I and Xiaoxi particularly like this hotel. If he doesn't book here, I will take Xiaoxi to live here . "

"You are really my good brother!" Hunt patted each other's shoulders happily.

And Hunter found that his room was next to Winston. Although the two rooms were not necessary at all, Hunter was still very happy.

When Hunter opened the door of the room, he found a gift box on the white sheets.

Hunt froze, suddenly thinking of Merlin, a little in a panic: "Isn't it a bomb in this?"

At this time, a text message came from Nikki on your mobile phone: I am very glad that you have stayed in a hotel of our Nikki Group. The bed is a gift I specially customized for you. Don't like it too much.

"Oh? The gift was from Nicky?"

Hunt opened the gift box curiously, and found that it was a box of chocolates. It's just that the shape of the chocolate inside is a little weird, there are lines around it, and there is a texture like a gap in the middle.

Hunt picked it up for a long time.

And the gift card in the box should have the ingredients description, because Hunt is completely incomprehensible because it is not in English.

"Isn't it poisonous?" Hunt was totally afraid to eat it, especially remembering that Nicky had lied to herself as a woman last time.

At this time, the knock on the door rang, and the rhythm was constant, not too slow, and Hunter immediately got up and opened the door.

"Winston! Your room is next to me!"

Winston walked in with a suitcase and glanced at him with a smile: "You emphasize my room is next door, which means you don't want to sleep with me tonight, right?"

"How is it possible!" Winston glanced at the unwrapped wrapping paper on the bed and walked over, lifting the box inadvertently and looking at it.

Hunter suddenly became nervous. Don't look at what Winston did not seem to be inadvertent. In fact, this guy must have an idea in his head.

"This was given to me by Nicky. Thank you for staying in a hotel belonging to their group." Hunter explained immediately, "and I didn't eat anything!"

"Well." Winston responded softly, picked up the gorgeous-looking composition and looked at it, "It doesn't matter, you can eat it."

"Really?"

"Well, it's good to add more calories before the game."

Hunt came to the other side and lay down.

"That's the strange shape of this chocolate ..."

Hunt picked one up and looked through the paper for a while.

"Does special customization mean this weird shape?"

"Or you can have a try," Winston said, looking sideways.

"Okay! Try one!"

Hunt put it between his teeth and bit it down, but he didn't expect it to be intentional!

"Well ... wine chocolate!"

Hunt was about to sit up, covering his mouth.

"Don't get up, it will come out." Winston turned to his side, pinching Hunt and biting a small piece of chocolate. "Open your mouth."

"Ah ..." Hunter's expression was stunned at that moment.

Because Winston half braceed next to her, her eyes were straight and her raised wrists were like pouring wine into Hunter's lips.

When the icy liquid infiltrated the lips, Winston leaned back and licked the tip of his tongue down the corner of Hunt's lips.

Hunt's mind seemed to fall into the wine, swirling gently with the arc of Winston's wrist.

"Did you taste any wine?" Winston asked softly.

"Anyway, it's not beer." Hunt looked at the other, his eyes following Winston's fingers, pinching his leftover chocolate and putting it in his lips.

"Then you try it again." Winston took another one, this time with a bite of his teeth in the chocolate.

The "snap" landed on Hunter's heart, and he suddenly wanted to drag the man in front of him and kiss him wantonly.

But the other side sent the chocolate to his lips, and poured the heart into Hunter's lips from the gap where the chocolate was bitten.

The feeling of coolness blended with Winston's sight, as if to burn.

"Did you taste it?" Winston asked.

"Not red wine," Hunt answered with a smile.

In fact, he didn't drink much wine, so he couldn't taste it at all.

Winston turned his face, kissed Hunter's chin, took another one, bit it open slightly, and poured his heart into Hunter's lips.

"Not champagne."

Hunter suddenly loved this gift from Nicky.

There was a faint smile in Winston's eyes, and Hunter felt it.

Before he knew it, Hunter drunk a whole box of chocolate.

The empty chocolates were placed in boxes.

His body was a little hot, and when Winston's fingertips touched Hunter's lower lip, and he opened it gently, Hunter couldn't even respond that there was no chocolate between his fingers.

Hunter still subconsciously pushed the tip of his tongue out and slid across the rounded fingers of his opponent.

The body was a little hot, and Winston seemed to look different from usual.

"Hunter."

"Hmm ..." Hunter responded softly, feeling lazy, and then he bit Winston's fingertips with a little bit of force, because he wanted to be with him for as long as possible.

Winston's fingers did not leave, but appeased Hunter's tongue, sliding gently, until Hunter let go of his teeth, and it slowly left.

Winston didn't know what happened and rolled over onto Hunter, and kissed him gently. Hunter subconsciously dragged the sheets near his ears, and Winston clasped his wrists and wrapped them around his waist.

"May I try it?"

Winston's voice was very light, but it was hot in Hunter's ears, and it was very comfortable, and he wanted to lean the whole person up.

"Ok……"

After Hunter's answer, a fascinating kiss ushered in.

He didn't know what all this was about, he just knew that everything was controlled by the man in front of him.

He murmured unbelievably, and his body was softer than every time he had been together before. Because when he released, Winston finally used three fingers.

"It's almost ..." Winston said impatiently in Hunter's ear.

But Hunter's body was still in his arms. He turned his face stupidly, only to see Winston's ears. The strong stimulus just now did not dissipate, and Hunter bit his head subconsciously.

Winston beside him looked up at him, his eyes sinking, and then a wild kiss.

The next morning, the Marcus team's fitness coach became depressed again. Because Hunter is absent from physical training.

He was lying in bed, and he couldn't sleep.

And Winston had finished his morning training and returned to the room. He sat by the bed, fingertips flicking the broken hair on Hunt's forehead.

Because the hair was really long, Hunter cut it once when he was in Malaysia. Although it was a bit shorter, it was fortunately not cut to size and still had a soft hand.

"Hmm ..." Hunt murmured softly, and Winston lowered his head to hear what he said, but Hunter turned around holding the quilt.

Winston lay down beside him and stretched his arms to hug him.

It was almost noon before Hunter woke up.

He sat idly at the bed for a long time, then scratched his head, and glimpsed the chocolate box that he had been under the bed last night.

Winston poured a glass of hot water and handed it to him.

"How did I feel weird yesterday?"

It seems like everything around is from another world, and Winston ... beautiful and sexy.

"Really? I think you were nice and relaxed yesterday."

Hunt looked at the other person's fingers holding the glass, and his face turned red immediately.

Yesterday Winston used three fingers, which made Hunt feel more out of control and crazy than ever before. He also knew that Winston had tried to go in, but it was a little worse.

"That ... what exactly is that chocolate?" Hunt asked curiously.

"Sake of Japanese sake," Winston replied, with a sharp joke on his lips.

"What!" Hunt froze. "Why didn't I taste it?"

He had nothing to drink from beer, and a little bit of champagne and red wine, but the most intolerant was Japanese sake, which Winston should know.

This guy must be intentional.

He also said that he wanted to buy a submarine with only one bed and Japanese sake!

"Probably because I gave it to you, didn't you?" Winston leaned back to Hunter, with a slight smile on the corner of his eyebrows.

This guy is happy.

Hunter knew it was because last night, if this guy was tougher, he would definitely be able to get in, but no one would know if he would get hurt.

But it's far better than before.

Suddenly, Hunter suddenly understood what came over, lifted the quilt to the ground, and picked up the chocolate box.

"It turns out ... the original chocolate look is ... there! Damn! Nicky's guy is mocking me!"

The author has something to say: salted egg time:

Hunter: I'm going to Phoenicia!

Winston: Forget it. Actually, I made my own chocolate.

Hunter: What?

Winston: Sake can relax you.

Hunter: I'm going crazy!