Could You Not Tease Me? - Chapter 84

“So, should we drink and celebrate?” Hunter smiled suddenly.

“How do you want to celebrate?”

“Having a party?” Hunt said.

Winston watched him silent.

Hunt shook his hand and laughed even harder: “Ha ha ha ha! What time is it? What party can we have? And with your expression, all parties are cold!”

“Yes. The next race, if you can get into the top five, I can prepare a party for you.” Winston’s answer was unexpected by Hunt.

“I want a pool party.” Hunt raised an eyebrow.

“can.”

Hunt paused, and then smashed Winston’s shoulder with his fist: “Then it’s all right. If I go to **** and win you, you will go to the swimming pool to show me!”

“can.”

“Hey, I’m talking about not wearing swimming trunks, brother.” Hunter smiled meaningfully and went into the hotel first.

“There is almost two weeks of free time between the end of the race at this station and the next station. Do you have any plans? Fly directly to the next station?” Hunter asked while waiting for the elevator.

“I do not mind.”

“Aren’t you British? You can go back to Britain to rest.”

“It’s the same where you rest.”

“Otherwise, will you go to New York with me? My friend Brue is going to team up to participate in a hip-hop competition. One of his three-member team has temporarily abstained, and I promised him to top him if he could get back. Would you like to see it? “Hunt asked.

“Will you dance hip-hop?” Winston pressed his chin slightly.

“Are you kidding me? I can dance well!”

The two walked into the elevator, and at the moment when Winston stood still, Hunter suddenly lowered his waist and supported the ground with one hand. His legs dangled from Winston’s eyes, stepping on with a sense of rhythm. There was no sound on the wall of the elevator, and the elevator just wobbled slightly, and then a rotation, he stood up again.

The elevator door opened, Hunt faced Winston, and stepped backwards: “How about? Come and see?”

“Okay,” Winston replied.

“Ha? Are you good?”

“So what should I say?”

“Critique me for not doing business or something.” Hunt shrugged.

“You just danced very well. Hip-hop can also activate your whole body muscles and exercise your body’s coordination ability. Why should I criticize you for not being professional?”

Winston’s answer was calm.

Hunter smiled: “I’ll book you a ticket! You can sleep with me! How about leaving tomorrow morning? Or do you need to inform the Ferrari team?”

“Leave tomorrow morning.”

“Haha, I like you so refreshing!”

Hunter thought that Winston’s promise to go together was just polite, but he didn’t expect it to be true.

And that night, Winston was sitting alone at the bed.

The curtains were tightly pulled, and there was no light in the large hotel room except for the electronic alarm clock at the bedside.

He half-raised his head, closed his eyes, and in his mind the image of Hunter flickering past him with one hand was kept repeating.

The hem of his t-shirt dropped down, revealing more than half of the waist line, which was a young boy’s seemingly slim but powerful muscle line after special exercise.

Until midnight, he finally lay down.

The next morning, Winston was waiting for Hunter in the lobby of the hotel carrying his luggage, but ten minutes later, the other person was still invisible.

He made a phone call and only heard the voice of a young boy over there not knowing what to do.

“I’m sorry … I thought I could pack up in ten minutes at most, but I couldn’t fit it …”

“Which room are you in? I’m coming for you.”

“1750 …”

When Hunt opened the door with his head on the ground, he saw Winston’s expression without the slightest wave, and could not tell whether the other party was angry.

“Where’s the suitcase?” Winston just said softly.

“That way …” Hunter pointed to the messy boxes that were on top but couldn’t be zipped at all.

Winston came to the box with one knee, turned the box over, and dumped everything out.

“That one……”

Hunter’s clothes, shoes, and other personal items were folded very quickly and put into the box.

“Wait! That’s my underpants …”

“Don’t wash it?” Winston tilted his face, his finger dangling innocently at the edge of it.

“Um … boys shouldn’t like washing, right?”

Hunt wasn’t quite sure.

Winston folded them, put them in a plastic bag, and pressed them into the edge of the box.

“Go back to New York and wash it.”

“Ok……”

In this way, Hunt successfully caught up with the plane back to New York.

After getting off the plane, Hunter took a taxi and took Winston to his small apartment.

“Well, my apartment is quite small … and very messy, don’t mind.” Hunt smiled embarrassedly as he opened the door.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a pile of pizza boxes on the table in the living room. Half of the Coke that I drank next to it was not packed. I could smell it in the room.

“Ah! I remember! The last time I ate pizza, I forgot to throw away the trash because I had to catch a plane!”

As soon as Hunter looked back, he saw Winston tilt his head and looked at himself.

Anyway, when a guest came to see such a messy scene, this man was still Winston. Hunter showed an embarrassed expression and immediately pulled the garbage bag to start packing.

“Looking like this, I should invite you to the hotel.” Hunter looked at Winston a little worriedly as he packed up.

“It’s okay, it’s your style.” Winston lowered his luggage and walked to Hunter’s side, throwing all the garbage into the garbage bag neatly.

The living room was instantly clean.

“Thank you. Are you tired? Or go to my room to rest first? I’ll clean up here.” Hunt scratched his head.

“Well. Don’t forget to wash your underwear, otherwise mold will grow.”

“No, right? Mold?”

“Do you want to give it a try?” Winston glanced over to Hunter, then opened the door of his room.

“No need to try …”

Winston had an inexplicable majesty that allowed Hunter to do all the things he was too lazy to do before.

Winston opened the door and walked into Hunt’s room.

This is a boyish bedroom, but there is something less than a normal boy.

The sheets were blue-striped, and when you lowered your head slightly, you could smell the faint smell of laundry detergent.

There is a small wall lamp on the wall next to the bed, and there are some Formula One racing models on the bed.

The curtains are also blue stripes. When the sun shines in through the curtains, the waves rise and fall, just like the blue water pouring into the room.

Winston was indeed a little sleepy. He lowered himself to put on his slippers, and suddenly felt that there was something under the bed.

After half an hour, Hunter, who had washed his trousers, walked in and found that Winston was lying on his bedside, holding a magazine in his hand.

Most importantly, that magazine is the **** he treasured under the bed!

“You … where did you find out?”

“Under the bed,” Winston replied.

And the side he spread out happened to have a picture of a bunny girl in a very **** pose.

“It’s completely unthinkable that you would read such a magazine, huh, huh … but men should like to read it, right?”

“I don’t like it,” Winston replied.

“Ah? Then you still watch?”

“I’m just studying what attracts you to this kind of magazine.”

After that, Winston passed the magazine to Hunt.

“Have you worked it out yet?” Hunter sat expectantly next to Winston, lowering his head slightly and asking curiously.

“No.”

“Haha, what a pity!”

“Don’t pack up under your bed? Without your playboy, I’m afraid the bed will fall.”

“Hey, don’t be afraid. I often take out a book or two to reflect on it and never see my bed fall!”

Hunt deliberately opened the magazine.

Winston leaned over to go to sleep.

Only two pages were turned, and Hunt, a long-distance flight, felt tired. He hesitated for a while, but decided to tuck the book back under the bed, lay back on the bed, and lean back to back with Winston.

After a while, Hunter made a steady breathing sound.

Until a call wakes Hunter.

“Hello! Hunter! Have you arrived in New York? We are waiting for you to rehearse! When are you coming?”

Hunt rubbed his head and sat up.

“Ah? I’m already in New York … I’ll be right there … oh, why did I fall asleep?”

Whispering, Hunter got up to find loose clothes and t-shirts from the closet, and looked towards Winston.

“I’m going to rehearse! Go together! They will be surprised to see you!”

“What surprised?”

Winston sat up.

“World-renowned racers come to see them dancing hip-hop!”

“Aren’t you a world-renowned racer?” Winston asked.

“I … hehe …” Hunt touched the tip of his nose.

“Let’s go.” Winston got up.

“Wow, don’t you get your hair up at nap?”

“Because I sleep more honestly than you.”

Just after Winston’s words fell, Hunt’s laughter came from behind him.

“what happened?”

“It’s nothing.” Hunter shook his hand. “I just suddenly thought we were really friends.”