Winston's voice was close to his ears, warm and moist, and Hunter's tossing and turning thoughts also settled down softly.
"Look... that's how you are... it seems that you can always tolerate all the outrageous sides of me, that's why I yelled at you to break up with you without any scruples... I must have wanted to show off."
"Showing off what?" Winston turned his face sideways, touching Hunter's forehead lightly.
"If someone told you to break up with you, you would definitely turn around coldly and leave."
"I don't even have a few friends, and there are almost no people who can say 'break up' with me." Winston's voice was obviously calm and relaxing, but he was a little helpless.
"So, I'm yelling to break up with you, but you won't ignore me, isn't that very existential?"
"I see, you are being willful."
"You're too self-willed! You've done so many outrageous things... made so many outrageous jokes, and pressed my face down... in that place, if it was someone else who would have been anxious for you!"
"You still hate that thing." Winston patted Hunter on the back.
"But I've forgiven you! I've made excuses to forgive you for whatever you did to embarrass me!"
"Oh, you are great."
The smile in Winston's voice was already evident.
"But it's really dangerous for you to be drunk. What if it wasn't me who sent you into the room, but someone else?"
When Winston asked this question, Hunter was suddenly horrified.
God, he can't imagine himself overpowering the accountants or Mr. Narita's people on the team... let him die!
"It's really... it's really dangerous..."
The danger is not him, but others.
Hunter looked up and wiped away the tears with the back of his hands.
"So, can we stop this mutual 'breakup game'?"
Winston leaned forward a little, but he didn't get too close to Hunter. It was just such a question, and Hunter's eyes became sore again.
He stretched out his arms and hugged Winston's shoulders.
"sorry Sorry… "
I thought you were going to leave me like my parents... easier than "divorce".
Winston patted Hunter on the shoulder with one hand, reached into Hunter's trousers pocket with the other hand, took out his room card, and pushed the door open while hugging his back. , walked in with Hunter.
When Hunter let go of Winston's shoulder in embarrassment, the other side turned his face, as if to see his expression clearly.
Winston's knuckles brushed Hunter's cheeks, wiping away the tears.
"Hunter, you said you would make excuses to forgive me no matter what I did, was that so?"
"Of course."
"Even if one day you find out that my purpose for staying by your side like this is completely different from what you imagined, you will find an excuse to forgive me, right?"
Winston lowered his eyes to look seriously at Hunter.
"What else can you do? I'm not as rich as you, and I'm not as handsome as you, and I don't even have as high a ranking in Formula 1 as you... Could it be that you want my kidneys?" Hunter asked helplessly.
Winston's hand slid gently from Hunter's back to his waist, a smile on his lips: "Your kidneys must be taken care of, they are indeed very important."
"Why? You really want my kidney?"
"The kidneys are not good, how can you hold on to the entire F1 Grand Prix?"
"Thank you for your concern, my kidneys are very good!"
Hunter touched the tip of his nose and smiled.
He still liked to chat with Winston in such an atmosphere.
"Hunter, then neither of us can talk about 'breaking friendship' in the future. No matter what happens, we can't turn away from each other."
Winston's forehead rested on Hunter's, his voice quite serious.
Hunter closed his eyes and replied, "Okay."
"You won't let yourself get drunk again except by my side."
"it is good."
By your side, I dare not get drunk!
"Congratulations, Hunter."
"what?"
"Won the famous player Penny and bit the great white shark Shire."
"But I've never competed with you on the track."
"Then the next fifteen years will be a contest between you and me."
Winston's words warmed Hunter instantly.
"And fifteen years from now?"
"Enjoy life together."
"Okay! Then let's go to Pattaya, Thailand!"
"What are you going to do there?"
"I heard that you can rent wives there! Gentle as water, and also give birth to children..."
"Don't think about that." Winston's voice was air-conditioned, and Hunter suddenly felt cold.
"Why?" Hunter's eyes widened.
He is obviously very handsome, and his annual salary may not be high for racing drivers, but this year's dividends must be ok. It is impossible to rent a wife in Pattaya!
Instead of answering that question, Winston asked another question: "Did Marcus give you a rest after the game?"
"I can fly to Abu Dhabi again the day after tomorrow. I have two days to adjust the holiday. Shen Chuan and the others have to go to Abu Dhabi first."
"Then let's go to Hokkaido together."
"A hot spring?" Hunter's eyes lit up.
He has not had a chance to experience the hot springs in Japan.
"Um."
"Okay! Can you still ski?"
"Ski guessing that the team won't allow it, and it's not ski season, and you will?"
"You should? You teach me! We can go skiing in Switzerland!"
"Why do you think I will?"
"I think you can do anything." Hunter touched his nose.
"You give Marcus a call. He won't allow it, you'll have to sleep in the hotel."
Hunter immediately dialed Marcus' cell phone, and sure enough, Marcus babbled a lot. Don't go skiing, it will be dangerous; you should be careful about slipping when you take a hot spring; don't eat raw food, be careful to hurt your stomach; the most important point is to fly to Abu Dhabi on time.
Hunter said "um", while frantically complaining in his heart, when will he be able to finish it!
And it's not ski season!
How can Marcus be as ignorant as he is
"It's done! Let's not waste time! Let's go!" Hunter ran to the sofa and began to clean up his messy clothes.
Winston was still sitting by Hunter's bed, watching his back.
"What's the matter? Or did you suddenly remember that you have something else to do?" Hunter turned his head and asked, who couldn't get a response.
"Did anyone say you're easy to coax?" Winston began.
There was a slight smile on his apparently expressionless face, which inexplicably tickled Hunter's heart.
"I... I'm not a child, what's so coaxing!" Hunter said unhappily.
"Either take you to the party, or accompany you to play, you can forget what is unhappy."
Hunter was suddenly unable to answer the other party. Is it wrong not to hold grudges
Are we going to fall into the 'break-off door' and cannot extricate ourselves
Hunter thought in his heart.
"Can anyone deceive you?" There was a bit of helplessness in Winston's voice, and Hunter rarely heard him speak in such a tone.
"How is that possible! I'm not a three-year-old!"
"And what about Donald's bunny party?"
"what?"
Didn't the bunny party fail
"You believe Lawrence Owen said he took you to play?"
"That guy isn't a good guy, I know. It's not just me who was deceived by him... Isn't there also Ciel?"
"Where's Viven Nikki?"
"I rub it! That guy spent three months learning women! How many people can recognize it?"
Mention this, Hunter feels aggrieved.
"I heard you were the only one in the room who didn't recognize him," Winston said.
At that moment, Hunter felt his IQ was hurt.
"That's because that guy Owen didn't explain to me clearly what 'Beauty and the Beast' is! How can a normal man think that so many beautiful women walk past him, and there are men in them!"
"Do you think those women are pretty?" Winston's eyebrows rose slightly.
"...At least I didn't see any ugly ones."
Hunter muttered softly.
"Half of them are men."
"...Huh?" Hunter had a sense of shock that his three views were about to split.
"And it's all above."
"The one above?" Hunter asked dumbly.
"For those men, it's a hunting game of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. If Viven Nicky tricks you, he sleeps with you, not you. Got it?" Winston turned his face sideways.
Hunter's mouth was half-open, and a new world he didn't want to know opened up in front of him.
"You... how did you know?" Hunter suddenly thought of this important question.
"What do you think?" asked Winston.
"... Lawrence Owen told you?" Hunter thought for a while and asked, "Then does Owen like men or women?"
I really want to gossip!
"If he likes men, how could Ciel have the opportunity to get married and then divorced, and then get married again after divorce."
"What's the matter with Charles?"
"It's nothing. The clothes you brought are too thin. It's only a dozen degrees in Sapporo. Let's go buy a coat."
"okay!"
Otherwise, getting cold or getting sick will affect the performance of Abu Dhabi Station.
Although Hunter felt that with his physical fitness, he should not catch a cold.
The two packed their luggage and ran into Maddie when they walked out of the hotel.
Hunter was checking out, and Winston was leaning on the phone, but he seemed to speak Japanese, and Hunter couldn't understand a word.
"Didn't you say you broke up with Winston?" Maddie asked.
"We're reconciled again!" Hunter put his hand on each other's shoulders.
Maddie snorted: "How old are you still playing the game of breaking up."
"… "
Hunter wanted to say that they were not playing games, but that they almost broke up... But Winston was by his side, and he was a little afraid of the other party's anger.
"You should be thankful that we didn't break up our friendship, otherwise the Abu Dhabi station will be carefully squeezed out of the track!" Hunter laughed.
"You..." Maddie turned pale with anger. He glanced at Winston and turned away.
"But then Winston... Maddie ran off the track that time, didn't you do that on purpose?" Hunter bumped Winston with his elbow.
The other party lowered his head and was editing a text message.
Hunter bumped the other side again in dissatisfaction.
"Hey, are you deliberately scolding Maddie?"
"Of course it is, isn't it obvious enough?" Winston glanced sideways at Hunter and continued texting.
Hunter is stupid... Is his understanding of Winston wrong? He thought he was generous and tolerant!
Suddenly I remembered Owen's evaluation of Winston: Jiezhen must report...
This evaluation may be objective and fair.
"That what... can you stop hitting on him next time?"
"What's wrong?"
"He's my teammate! If you go out with him, our team will have less chance to get points!"
"Did you shake hands with him to make peace?"
"yes."
Hunter touched his nose... There is no handshake, the peace should be counted.
"Why didn't I just look like that?"
“…We have a special way of getting along.”
"Okay. Next time he beats you up again, don't come and tell me you've been beaten with panda eyes again."
"I won't! In terms of fighting, Maddie is not necessarily my opponent!"
"Oh."
That "oh" was perfunctory and disapproval.
Hunter's self-esteem took 10,000 points of damage.
After checking out, Hunter and Winston drove back to downtown Tokyo, where they went to a luxury men's clothing counter.
Hunter never cared about clothes, Winston threw a trench coat directly on his face: "Go in and change."
Hunter was about to complain that the other party hit him in the face, when Winston chin up, Hunter resignedly entered the fitting room.
When he put it on, he was a little surprised when he looked at himself in the mirror: "So I'm still handsome!"
"Come out and let me take a look, don't be smug in it." Winston's voice sounded.
Hunter pouted. This guy really spoils the atmosphere!
He came out, and the salesperson was about to step forward, but Winston had already reached out to tidy Hunter's collar.
"Don't you feel uncomfortable with your collar under your neck?"
Winston's fingers dipped between the collar and neck, his knuckles rubbing against Hunter's skin, making Hunter feel like he was being stroked.
"well enough… "
"Then buy this." Winston leaned towards Hunter and whispered, "Where's the panties? Have you got enough?"
Hunter saw the smile on the corner of Winston's lips, and suddenly remembered the time when he met him in the supermarket and Winston paid for him.
"It's none of your business!" Hunter was not happy.
"Let's go buy it."
Winston went to pay the bill.
"I can buy it myself!" Hunt quickly followed.
Winston turned his head and smiled: "I enjoy buying wrapping paper for my own gifts."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
Winston did not answer him.
Hunter thought it was a joke that the other party said he was going to take him to buy underwear, but he didn't expect it to be true.
They came to the men's underwear counter, and what made Hunter puzzled was why the clerks in the men's inner wardrobe were all women
And for Hunter, he never pays attention to such things as underwear. When the female clerk introduced him one by one underpants of various styles and materials, Hunter felt that his blush was about to split. .
The female clerk even explained to him in not very fluent English the fixation and comfort of the various underwear to the little brother, etc.
Hunter felt embarrassed, looked in Winston's direction, and found that the other party had been looking at him with a half-smile.
But in the eyes of outsiders, Winston must be an iceberg face now, a smile that only Hunter can understand.
"You did it on purpose, right?" Hunter asked in a low voice.
"I just think you should improve your quality of life a little bit," Winston replied.
"Sir, have you decided yet?" the clerk asked.
Hunter just wanted to get out of here quickly, so he just pointed to one.
But Winston clasped his hand and said a word to the other party in Japanese. The clerk immediately covered her mouth and laughed, and turned to prepare something for Hunter.
"Hello, what did you say to her?" Hunter asked suspiciously.
"you guess."
The clerk handed the bag to Winston.
Winston has to pay for Hunter again, and this time Hunter quits.
"I want to buy my underwear!"
"Buy it yourself?" Winston looked sideways at him.
"What are you doing? It's weird that you gave me panties!"
"You don't seem to have given me anything. You didn't even treat me to a cup of coffee."
"...It seems so..." Hunter tilted his head and thought.
By this time Winston had already paid by card.
"Hey—I said I'm going to buy it myself!"
Winston glanced at Hunter. Hunterton was there, feeling like he was angry
Two seconds later, Winston took the same bottoms, but with a different size, pressed it on the counter, and raised his chin at Hunter: "You buy it!"
"..." Hunter swiped his card to pay under the pressure of Winston's gaze.
The female clerk on the side continued to cover her mouth and laugh.
Hunter came out with something in his hand: "I still feel weird. You swiped my card to buy underpants, and I swiped my card to buy underpants for you. We both gave each other underpants... What's the matter?"
"Then put it another way, you swiped your card to buy your underwear, and I swiped my card to buy my underwear."
"... I feel more comfortable with this explanation." Hunter tilted his head and continued to think, "Then what did you say to the female clerk? She smiled like that?"
"You really want to know?" Winston raised his hand and stopped a taxi, and Hunter sat in with him.
"Nonsense. What the hell did you tell her?"
"I said, I'm your boyfriend." Winston's voice was flat, but the corners of his lips rose significantly.
After Hunter reacted, his heart was hit hard. Hunter didn't know what he was trying to cover up, so he beat the other party hard: "You did it on purpose!"
"Yeah, I did it on purpose." Winston's eyes dropped and fell between Hunter's knees, "don't wear it if you can."
Hunter once again regretted not turning on his phone to record what Winston had just said.
"One day, the whole world will know your true face!" Hunter tickles his teeth with hatred.
"Then I look forward to that day coming soon."
Winston propped his chin and said with a small smile.
For some reason, Hunter felt that Winston was happy at this time.
And he made no secret of his happiness.
Most importantly, when he is happy, Hunter feels happy too. As long as he could always read the smile in Winston's eyes, he would always be the object of his ridicule.
"Hey… "
"Um?"
"I'll buy my own underwear in the future!"
"Yes. Remember to choose good fixation, breathability, and elasticity." Winston replied.
"I see."
Don't you just don't go to the supermarket to buy it!
"Actually, the fixation of any underpants is not as good as this one."
Winston put his hand in front of Hunter and shook it, those slender and powerful fingers made Hunter feel admiring.
"What's the meaning?"
Winston's hand quickly went between Hunter's knees, and Hunter, who suddenly understood, immediately grabbed the opponent's wrist.
"Hey—what are you doing! Scared me to death!"
"You won't be caught, what are you afraid of?"
The expression on the other party's face didn't change at all, and Hunter became the abnormal one.
Hunter put Winston's hand back on the other's lap: "What did you say you were stimulated by?"
"Apart from you, who else can stimulate me?"
Hunter found himself unable to answer.
He turned his face away and looked out the window.
This kind of slapstick seems to be in middle school. He and Bruce watched an "action movie" in the room. The male lead was so big that the two teenagers were dazed, and then the two started fighting.
Because he was too hard, he pinched Bruce to the ground.
At that time, Bruce's tears were about to fall, saying that if there was a problem with little Bruce, little Hunter would be buried with him.
Hearing the voice, my mother came to see what happened.
The two teenagers couldn't tell the truth. Hunter said Blue hit the corner of the table and Blue said Hunter kicked him. Mother looked at them suspiciously, and finally Blue compromised that he had hit the corner of the table.
Thinking of this, Hunter's lips also raised a smile.
"What are you thinking?" Winston's voice sounded.
At that moment, Hunter couldn't help but start to assume that if he hadn't stopped Winston just now, would he really have caught him
How will his fingers hold him? What is the strength? What is the temperature
Countless imaginations caused his blood to sink for a while. Seeing that he was about to react, he immediately drove all the thoughts out of his brain.
"None of your business." Hunter curled his lips.
There was Winston's chuckle in his ears, with a bit of tolerance and maturity in his restraint.
It was as if he had become a child again in front of him.
The author has something to say: Salted egg time:
Hunter: I tell you, I'm not good at coaxing!
Winston: Yes, you're not good at coaxing.
Hunter: You are perfunctory! You have to take this seriously!
Winston: Are you sure you want me to answer you seriously
Hunter: Nonsense!
Winston: If you were so coaxing, I would have killed you long ago.
Hunter: …