Could You Not Tease Me? - Chapter 85

Hunter took Winston to where he and Bruce and a few young people often practiced hip-hop.

It was a block of open space near a basketball court. Several young people could be seen playing on the basketball court.

Bru set the recorder and waved excitedly when he saw Hunter.

“Great! You are here! I thought you were going to release my pigeons!”

“how is this possible!”

“How impossible? We’re going to play tomorrow, and you only have one afternoon to follow us! Don’t drag us behind!” Bruce looked over her face and saw Wins, who was behind Hunt pause.

He was wearing a simple casual jacket, his legs were long and straight under the jeans, his hands were in his pockets, and his face was indifferent.

“That … that is … Fan Winston of the Ferrari team?” Bru was surprised.

Hunter glanced over Winston’s shoulder with one hand and said with a smile, “How about? I’ll bring Winston to our audience!”

“Oh my God! When did you hold Winston’s thigh! It’s incredible!”

“Ha?” Hunt tilted his head. “I hold Winston’s thigh?”

“This is just a metaphor! Don’t be angry, brother! I’m just too excited to say anything!”

“This is a very wrong metaphor!” Hunt snorted angrily.

Several other teammates also gathered around, all talking about taking photos with Winston or something, and took out the phone directly.

Hunt sighed: “Hey, although I have a relationship with Winston, you can’t be so rude? I’m also a racer, why didn’t you see that you asked to take a photo with me?”

“I haven’t seen you anywhere since I was a kid? I’ve looked tired for a long time! What other group photo!” Bruce replied mercilessly.

Hunter rolled his eyes.

“Well, brothers, time is tight. I can’t practice it alone!”

Hunt reminded everyone that they were finally back on the court. Hunt lifted his chin towards Winston.

“Look, although I haven’t won you on the track yet, this is definitely my strength!”

Music with a strong rhythm sounded, and Hunter stood side by side with Winston first, watching Bruce performing their arranged hip-hop.

Teenagers playing on the basketball court were attracted to it, and pedestrians passing by also came by.

Bruce showed several movements that required more arms, and Hunter looked at him with his hips squinted.

In addition to their choreography showing the rhythmic sense of hip-hop, several flirting moves are quite demonstrating the strength and sensuality of men.

Another action is to turn your face sideways, lower your head, and your hands down your waist. Bru is very charming.

At the end of the song, Brue raised an eyebrow and looked in the direction of Hunt.

“Hello, do you remember?”

“Most of it is remembered. You should be fine with me a few times.” Hunt said.

“Haha, I’m sorry to have Winston looking at us here, dancing!” Bru said half-jokingly.

“Don’t be embarrassed, you guys are jumping very well.” Winston’s voice flatness was not undulating.

“Hey, are you an old professor? You dance well.” Hunter said in a deliberate imitation of Winston’s tone.

“But you’re jumping well, I don’t know,” Winston replied.

“You wait and see.”

Hunt’s replacement is located diagonally behind Brue. His ability to control the rhythm was strong, the sound of music sounded, and he immediately kept up with everyone.

When Hunt followed everyone to stand on one hand and turned himself upside down, his legs threw a beautiful arc in the air, and his t-shirt fell, and the tight, powerful waist was from Winston’s Before his eyes flashed.

Immediately afterwards, Hunter flew in a circle with everyone’s hair rising, reflecting a period of daylight. Then he lowered his head and put his hands around his waist with everyone, slowly down. The original fast-paced music was slow and elongated at this moment. Hunter with his face over his face exposed the lines of his neck with a hint of bruise, but the shaking of his waist attracted a few girls by the road to take out their phones.

“Ah! So sexy!”

“It’s cute and sexy!”

After practicing several times, Hunter was holding mineral water in one hand and his t-shirt and round neck with his fingers, and came to Winston. When he sat down, Winston could see his collarbone.

“Will it look boring? It’s the same over and over again.” Hunter asked.

There was sweat in his palm, and it was unscrewed for a long time.

“No.” Winston reached out and took the bottle of mineral water, twisted it slightly, and opened it.

“Ah, thank you!” Hunter raised his head, and water poured into his throat, making a cooing sound.

There was no time for the swallowed water to draw a line along the corner of his mouth, dripping down his chin. His throat was undulating, his eyes were half closed, and water dripped from his eyelashes.

After drinking most of the bottle of water, Hunter turned to his face and found that Winston kept looking at himself.

“I … what happened to me?”

“Nothing. Your hip-hop looks great.”

“Ha! You said it was a good jump, that’s really good. But to be honest, do you think it’s me that jumps better, or Bru ’s male peacock jumps better?” Hunt’s eyes seemed to be twinkle stars Looking forward to Winston’s answer.

“Bru.”

Winston’s answer made Bruhaha laugh aside.

“Winston is fair! Don’t be selfish!”

Hunter rolled his eyes.

After an entire afternoon of exercises, Hunt lifted the hem of his t-shirt and wiped the sweat on his face.

The tight but not exaggerated abdominal muscles were exposed, and soon the clothes fell, and Hunter shook the mineral water and came to Winston.

“Aha! I can finally go back! I invite you to dinner at night!”

“Ok.”

“Well, why don’t you ask me what I want to invite you to eat?”

“Don’t you say it, is it a big meal?”

“… you’re boring.”

As soon as Hunter stepped forward, he was dragged by his wrist.

As soon as he turned back, he met Winston’s gaze.

“Am I really boring?”

Hunt froze. He didn’t expect a word he said casually, but the other person cares?

He’s Fann Winston!

“You really aren’t an interesting person. But humor will respond to my joke, that’s not Fann Winston. I like yours is not funny.” Hunter answered with a smile, he lowered his head and looked at Winston clasped his wrists and suddenly burst into a smirk. “When you helped me twist mineral water just now, I felt …”

“What do you think?”

“Your fingers look so good!”

Hunt’s voice dropped, and Winston’s knuckles shook inexplicably, and immediately released.

“Let’s go!”

Hunter took Winston to a small restaurant, and after he sat down, he started to order, and ordered Winston’s portion.

“I’ll help you, okay?”

“It’s ok.”

“Yeah, I ordered it better!” Hunter smiled, squinting.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on Winston’s face, his eyes, and his nasal bones were plated with warmth and became softened.

“Hey, I said that if you date with someone you like in the future, you must choose the window when you eat.”

“why?”

“Because you look good in bright places.” Hunter smiled.

Winston’s fingers, who were arranging the cutlery, paused slightly.

After dinner, the street lights are on, and the night in New York is still bustling.

“Ah … sometimes looking up at the city lights like this makes me feel lonely.”

“what happened?”

“Probably because I’ve always been alone. I used to go karting to make my father proud of me. He kept telling me that one day I would enter Formula One. But when I did, he did Is gone. “

“I will look at you,” Winston said.

“Really?”

“of course.”

“Then wait for me in the next corner. Trust me, it won’t be long.”

Hunt looked at Winston with rare perseverance in his eyes.

“it is good.”

“Come on, go back!”

That night, Winston and Hunter were lying on the bed in his apartment together, and the two talked about the track characteristics and the routing more than a little at night.

Hunt found that although Winston didn’t say much, he could always point directly to the core and use the simplest and most neat language to describe complex situations, and Hunter could quickly understand.

Probably because of the relationship at night, Winston’s voice was lighter than usual, and even with a soft meaning, Hunter just turned over and approached him slightly, and before long, a long breathing sound came.

Winston looked at his face and said softly, “Hunter.”

The other side did not respond.

The quilt was kicked under the thigh by Hunt’s feet, and Winston propped up his upper body and slowly pulled it up with the quilt.

When his fingers came to Hunter’s waist, his fingertips touched his t-shirt and slowly lifted it upward, so the lines of the side waist appeared in front of Winston’s eyes.

The moment the quilt was lowered, Winston turned away and closed his eyes.

The next morning, Hunter’s mobile phone alarm rang, but he didn’t mean anything.

Winston had risen, his palms covering Hunter’s shoulders, and shaking.

“Hunt, you should get up.”

“Um … uh …” Hunt murmured softly, and he would be embraced by the horns, his body rolled.

Instead of continuing to call him, Winston got up and went to the bathroom to wash.

A few minutes later, when he returned to the bedroom, he saw where Hunter was still sleeping.

“Hunt, you have a hip-hop match today.”

Hunt, as if he hadn’t heard anything, continued to make a small snore.

Winston propped his hand against Hunter’s pillow, squeezing the other hand directly into the quilt.

Only heard Hunter howling in his life.

“Ah! You’re gonna break my waist!”

“Are you awake now?”

“Wake up! Wake up!” Hunter’s eyes were in tears, “If you break my waist, you can’t participate in the game!”

“Can’t break,” Winston replied.

“… You are such a bad guy!”

“Do you want all the rehearsals of yesterday afternoon all in vain?”

“No!”

“Then hurry up.”

“Got it!”

Hunt lifted the quilt and rubbed his waist as he walked into the bathroom.

Fortunately, with the urge of Winston, Hunt arrived at the hip-hop competition on time.

They are the third to last appearance, the performance of the previous teams is very eye-catching, and the audience reacted enthusiastically.

“So nervous, Hunter … you wouldn’t hold back, would you?” Brue asked with certainty.

“You’re the one holding back!”

As soon as Hunter followed Blu, they saw Winston sitting in the auditorium.

This guy won’t be drowned even in a group of people.

Hunter beat a scissors hand in his direction.

“Whether you believe it or not, Winston must be stupid.” Bruce hummed.

“Yeah, you guys still need me stupid!”

When the rhythm of the music sounded, Bru ’s difficult movement made the audience applaud and applaud, followed by five people supporting the ground with one hand, not only neat and powerful.

They successfully won the championship of this hip-hop competition.

Hunt was dumbfounded when the bonus was distributed.

“What? Only $ 20,000? Everyone can only get $ 4,000? My plane ticket!” Hunt felt hollowed.

“Hey! It’s good to have four thousand! We worked hard for a month and studied choreography, you only spent one afternoon!”

“Who wants me to be a genius?” Hunt smiled wryly.

Before Bru could raise his fist to punch him, he was already heading in Winston’s direction.

“Hey! Winston! Look at my bonus! Let’s go hi at night!”

“Where do you want to go?” Winston asked.

Hunt looked at him with a serious expression, and suddenly got a bad look. He put one hand on Winston’s shoulder, leaned into the other’s ear, and whispered, “Let’s go to the striptease.”

He originally thought that Winston would show a different expression, and even refused, but he did not expect that Winston would answer: “Okay.”

“Okay?” Hunt looked at him in disbelief. “You … do you appreciate striptease?”

“No, I’m going to see how vulgar your taste is.”

Winston stepped forward with his long legs, but Hunt felt heart-broken.

“Dancer sees that you can’t perform anymore.”

“why?”

“it’s too cold.”

“Is this a joke?”

“No, this is likely to become a reality.”

Since going with Winston, Hunt decided to go better.

“Hello, you said you made so much money, where did you spend it?” Hunt sat in the car and chatted with Winston.

“investment.”

“What investment?”

“Funds, shares of some companies, etc.”

“Well, I don’t understand what you said. However, it would be great if you could invest in a bar or club or something!” Hunt had a look of longing.

“why?”

“Give me a VIP card and let me patronize for free! What a wonderful life!” Hunt took a natural look.

“Are there bunny girls?”

“Yes, there is a bunny girl!”

“I’ll think about it.”

“Ah? Are you serious?”

“What you said to me just now?”

The author has something to say: salted egg time:

Winston: You said you liked me sitting in a bright place, and I also like you sitting in a bright place.

Hunter: Thank you!

Winston: You said you want VIPs for clubs and bars, and I will do it.

Hunter: You are so good!

Winston: The bunny girl party too.

Hunter: Love you!