"The laundromat will keep it for you until you come back to New York." Winston opened Hunter's closet and packed a few sets of clean clothes. "Take it to Travis to wear."
"it is good… "
Although Winston did not criticize Hunter for anything, Hunter felt that the other party was a strict dad.
The laundromat came quickly, and when the dirty laundry was taken away, Hunter's small apartment was very neat.
Hunter sat on the mattress, propped his chin and waved to Winston who was packing his luggage with a wicked expression.
"Hey... hey..."
"What's the matter?" Winston turned to look at him.
Hunter continued to wave his hand, and patted the position beside him by the way.
Winston put down what he was doing and came to sit beside him: "What's the matter?"
"You mean... Are bodybuilders and sexy girls not at home, or are they sleeping?"
Winston raised his hand and glanced at his watch. "Maybe taking a nap."
Hunter's smile became more pronounced, and he leaned towards Winston and whispered, "I've wanted revenge for a long time."
"Vengeance? How do you want to retaliate?"
"You just lie down and don't move." Hunter patted Winston on the shoulder.
"What do you want?" Winston didn't move.
"Hey, you'll know when you lie down!" Hunter looked expectantly.
Winston frowned, fell back, and lay down: "Then what do you want to do?"
Who knew that Hunter slammed onto Winston's body, with two arms propped by his ears, and two legs on Winston's waist, squeezing the mattress hard, immediately creating some kind of The sound of movement, the mattress creaked, Hunter wickedly stretched out a hand to support the wall, thumping and making noises.
The sconces on the wall shook.
Hunter looked down at Winston with a smug smile: "Does it look like it?"
Winston didn't seem to think that Hunter would do this at all, and he looked at Hunter motionless.
This gave Hunter a sense of superiority for the first time, and he finally shocked Winston. Above all, he knew very well that Winston would not be angry.
"Like it?" Hunter asked again. His calf was right next to Winston's thigh, and Hunter was very proud of the opportunity to take advantage of the other party.
He was so eager to wipe Winston out of the fire!
"I see how long you can hold on." Winston raised his chin slightly, and the smile on his lips became obvious.
Sure enough, he will not be angry!
This guy is a gentleman on the surface, but he is very evil on the inside!
Playing like this is enough for this guy's appetite.
"I can hold on to Formula 1 for two hours, what is that!" Hunter was dissatisfied with Winston's doubts about his physical strength.
"Oh—two hours." Winston lay there, and the strands of hair on the mattress trembled, making Hunter's heart itch.
The mattress was shaking and creaking, and even the lampshade of the wall lamp fell off. Seeing that it was about to hit Hunter's head, Winston suddenly raised his hand and pressed his head down.
The lampshade hit Hunter's ear.
so close! How did he forget to take the lampshade off
At this time, the tip of his nose just rubbed Winston's neck, and at that moment, he didn't want to leave.
I really want to stay a while longer, stay a while longer.
It's all Winston's.
The reluctance that fills him with a sense of security.
Winston's palm patted the back of Hunter's head lightly: "What's the matter, don't you have the strength to stop playing?"
"How could I be out of strength? I was wondering if they weren't there! Wouldn't I be entertaining myself by shaking so hard here?"
After speaking, Hunter took out a chocolate bar from his trousers pocket, unpacked it, put it in his mouth triumphantly, shook it vigorously again, beat the wall with his hand, and looked at Winston with a smile are almost gone.
At this moment, Winston suddenly propped up his upper body. Hunter thought he had something to say, and just lowered his head, he heard a "click" and the other end of the chocolate bar was bitten off.
Hunter froze there, as if what Winston had just bitten off was not the chocolate, but Hunter's most fragile nerve.
Finally, the other side of the wall was severely beaten, and the man's impatient roar came faintly: "There's no end to it!"
Hunter stopped, looked down at Winston, suddenly covered his stomach and muffled his voice, and laughed wildly.
The rest of the chocolate fell too, and was caught by Winston.
Hunter lay directly on Winston's body, squeezing his neck and laughing about to die.
"Is that him?" Winston turned his face to the side, the tip of his nose just brushing Hunter's cheek.
"It's him... it's that bodybuilder..."
When Hunter raised his eyes to meet Winston's, he was in a trance.
Those were Winston's eyelids, his eyelashes, his pupils. all so close.
For the first time, Hunter discovered that this was a contact between himself and Winston that had no distance at all.
"Do you want to continue?" Winston asked softly.
"Of course! Noisy them! Hahaha!"
All of a sudden, there was an earth-shattering turn, Hunter was facing up, and Winston was on top of him, his left knee up, arching Hunter's other leg up.
"Hey - what are you doing!" Hunter's heart was also pushed to a height.
"Shake the mattress."
The corners of Winston's lips curled up, and even the smile in his eyes was evil.
He resisted Hunter, with a force that almost knocked Hunter's head against the wall, so scared that Hunter raised his hand to support the wall.
The bed was shaking even more than before.
"Hey! I'm going to sleep on this bed when I come back from the competition! Don't shake it for me!"
Hunter wanted to put his leg down, but Winston couldn't.
Damn, this guy must have done it on purpose!
But Winston kept laughing, and it was the first time Hunter saw him laugh so clearly, that even the strands of hair that fell out were so brisk.
The bodybuilder on the other side of the wall was really angry, and he beat the wall three times: "Stinky boy, if you don't stop! I will kill you!"
Hunter raised his voice deliberately and said, "Then ring the doorbell! I'll give you one hundred dollars a minute!"
Winston looked down at him. "One hundred dollars a minute?"
Hunter pointed to the wall with his thumb and said, "I went to ring the doorbell of their apartment before, and they said that the harder I pressed them, the harder they were, and they would give me five dollars a minute!"
Winston turned his face to the side. Although Hunter couldn't see the guy's expression, he knew from his slightly trembling shoulders that the guy was smiling.
"Five dollars? You're worth five dollars a minute?" Winston asked. "You're giving him a hundred dollars a minute?"
Thinking of this, Hunter suddenly realized that he was a big fool.
"Ah! So angry!" Hunter reached out and grabbed his hair.
And Winston's movements are bigger, he is far more skillful than Hunter, and his posture is like breaking the spring, and Hunter is afraid that the wall will collapse!
Hunter's heart was beating wildly.
It felt as if Winston was actually rolling the sheets against himself.
"Hey! Hey! Okay! Okay! I still want to live in this apartment!" Hunter quickly patted Winston's arm.
But Winston did not stop.
As if he wasn't shaking the mattress, but was about to rush into Hunter's body.
"Then let's play a different position?" Winston asked him, turning his face to the side.
His eyes had always fascinated Hunter the most, and now they were so close that Hunter lost the ability to think.
"What pose?"
After saying this, Hunter realized that he had fallen into Winston's trap again.
The man directly lifted his waist and folded his body sideways. Both of Hunter's legs were embraced by Winston's left arm, while his right hand was wrapped around Hunter's upper body, pushing hard against the wall again. Face to face.
"My mother—" Hunter was scared to death, and immediately put his hands back on the wall, the sound of the crash was even louder.
Winston smiled, a very obvious and rare smile.
"Hey! Do you want to act like the real thing!"
"You didn't learn this pose from watching action movies with Blue before?" Winston asked rhetorically.
"I've seen it! I've seen it!"
"Oh, then I think one you haven't seen?"
"No need! No need!" Hunter immediately waved his hand and suddenly thought of something, "Hey! This is my house! I should be on top of you!"
"Oh... you want to be on it."
Winston buckled Hunter's waist, turned sideways, and lifted Hunter onto himself.
"My God! You're on a roller coaster!"
Winston lifted it up, and it really turned Hunter upside down. Hunter thought he was going to fly, so he quickly lowered his body and lowered his center of gravity.
"I'll wipe it! Are you showing off your waist and belly with me? I'll tell you that, too!"
"Okay, then let's change it and see if you can hold it up."
"You think I'm stupid! Let you press on me!" Hunter giggled.
The heart beat faster and faster, and Hunter was uneasy whether the other party would find out what he was thinking.
His profile was so close to him, I wanted to kiss him, I wanted to bite the tip of his nose, I wanted to cover his ears, I wanted to see him show a surprised expression... Then I kissed him back without hesitation!
At this time, there was a sound of "bang-" closing the door next door, and then Hunter's door was knocked hard.
"Stinky boy! Open the door!"
Hunter was stunned, he was really not ready for the other party to come to the door.
"Open the door!"
The bodybuilder had a bad temper, and Hunter had known it for a long time.
"Do you want to open the door?" Winston turned to look at Hunter.
"not open."
"Why, do you think you can't beat him?"
"I can't beat him?" Hunter looked at Winston with wide eyes. "I have real muscles, okay? He's got that protein powder, maybe steroids! It's the same. Is it? I'm afraid I can't hold back a punch and send him to the hospital!"
"Then what are you going to do?"
"Next!"
Hunter got up and jumped on the mat.
The creaking sound rang out unscrupulously.
Winston looked up at Hunter like a childish child on a trampoline, nodding and smiling.
"Come on! Come on! Together!" Hunter kept beckoning to him.
Winston didn't move when Hunter tapped his toes on his shoulder.
Winston clasped his feet: "Didn't you say that you will sleep on this mattress when you come back?"
"Cut! It's a big deal to buy a new one! Buy a big bed! I invite you to sleep!" Hunter opened his arms and described the big bed in his dreams.
"Okay, it seems that it won't work without breaking it."
Winston also got up and followed Hunter to the trampoline.
Hunter giggled as he jumped to grab Winston's hand.
What I thought in my heart was, if you come to sleep, I will knock you down! Let you never get up again!
And the sound of slamming the door is getting more and more crazy.
"Stinky boy! Believe it or not, I kicked your door!"
"Believe! Anyway, you kicked my door, which is trespassing." Hunter smiled triumphantly at Winston.
Hearing a "crunch", Hunter lost his balance and fell backwards. Winston pulled him over and helped him fall.
Hunter was dumbfounded - they literally knocked the bed down.
On top of that, all of Hunt's Playboy collections under the bed were revealed.
"Hehe..." Hunter looked at Winston embarrassedly.
Winston didn't seem surprised at all. He picked up a book and flipped through it, and then threw it into Hunter's arms: "You read this kind of book since you were a child, and you always dream of flashy things like bunny girls."
"It's my soul!" Hunter can treasure his Playboy magazine.
Bodybuilder has really started kicking the door.
He could still hear his woman beside him persuading him.
But he insisted on giving Hunter some color.
"Forget it. This guy always thinks he's muscular and I'm afraid of him. It's time to see how explosive a Formula 1 driver is."
Hunter licked his lips, probably because Winston was here, so he had the arrogant capital.
As soon as he stepped out, he was dragged back by Winston.
"I'll go." Winston stood up.
"You go?"
Hunter's eyes widened.
Where does Winston seem like the type to fight with people
"Yes, I'll go. You stay here."
Winston was already walking towards the door, and Hunter couldn't help sticking his head out to see what Winston was going to do.
Just when Mr. Bodybuilder was about to kick the door again, Winston suddenly opened the door. The other party lost his balance and almost fell, but he didn't expect Winston to support him firmly as soon as he raised his arm.
"Is there a problem?"
His voice was cold, and there was no warmth in his eyes.
Mr. Bodybuilder was stunned, he thought Hunter would keep shrinking inside and not open the door.
"What's the matter?" Winston asked again, turning his face sideways.
Invisible pressure came oncoming, and Mr. Bodybuilder's momentum was instantly suppressed.
"You... are too noisy... "
"Really?" Winston asked indifferently.
And the woman beside the bodybuilder looked at Winston, stunned.
This man has a great appearance, and he is wearing a simple casual T-shirt and jeans, and it seems that he is not doing "bed sports" just now.
She tugged at her man and whispered, "We seem to have made a mistake..."
"What's wrong? It's obviously the voice here. I said, are you new here? Listen to me, please don't be so loud when you are doing errands on the bed! There are still people living there!"
After all, Winston doesn't have exaggerated muscles, and he looks a little more gentle. The bodybuilder doesn't think he will lose to the other party by strength.
"So you guys can do things for my friends, and we can't do what we want in my friend's room?" Winston asked rhetorically.
"You..." Mr. Bodybuilder's gaze passed over Winston's shoulder and saw Hunter sticking his head out. He suddenly realized, "You're with that kid! You did it on purpose!"
"What on purpose? We're not rolling the sheets, we just like jumping on the bed. Every time a new mattress is changed, it breaks when I get tired of sleeping. If you're interested, you can join."
"you you… "
"We'll be jumping on mattresses a lot in the future."
As soon as Winston finished speaking, Mr. Bodybuilder punched him.
Even Hunter, who had good dynamic vision, didn't react. Winston not only caught the opponent's fist, but also twisted the opponent's arm behind his back and pressed it hard on the porch.
"I wipe! Let me go! You fucking let me go now!"
Mr. Bodybuilder's face was almost squeezed into the door frame.
Hunter couldn't help swallowing when he saw it.
I thought that one day my unscrupulous intentions were discovered by Winston, this guy wouldn't treat himself like this, would he
"It's okay to let you go, but please calm down a little later. Your woman doesn't necessarily enjoy your skills that much, just to satisfy your inflated self-esteem." Winston shoved him out sharply.
The bodybuilder lost his footing and nearly fell to the ground.
"Anything else?" Winston asked, chin sideways.
Even if he couldn't see his expression, Hunter felt that Winston must be more handsome than 007!
"No... no..."
"Very good. I hope we can get along in harmony in the future. Otherwise, I will knock your teeth out one by one."
After speaking, without waiting for the other party to respond, Winston closed the door.
"Wow - really imposing!" Hunter applauded enthusiastically.
"How come I didn't know you were so good at flattering?" Winston pressed on his head, then picked up his duffel bag, "Okay, it's almost time, we should go to Texas already."
"Um!"
Hunter also put his bag on his back.
The two left the apartment together.
When passing by the door of Mr. Bodybuilder's room, he can be heard arguing with his girlfriend.
"Do you think I didn't find out? You've been flirting with that man!"
"Frowning? How is that possible! Are you okay? I just don't think it's interesting for you to run around for this matter!"
"So I'd like to thank you for having my arm broken by my opponent!"
"Can you not take your temper on me?"
"Am I not satisfied with you? You pretend every time?"
"Can you stop being unreasonable?"
Hunter shrugged and walked quickly to the elevator.
"Hey... I found that you are talented in other areas too!"
"What talent?"
"One sentence makes them turn against each other! You stab Mr. Bodybuilder's self-esteem first, and then make him doubt his girlfriend. It's difficult for the two of them to break up!" Hunter touched his chin, feeling as if he had learned something.
"What nonsense." Winston flicked his fingers around Hunter's head.
"Ouch! I'm dizzy!" Hunter immediately fell on Winston's body.
Winston hugged him very cooperatively. Hunter was thinking about lying on him for a while longer, but who knew that Winston would hug him horizontally.
"Dizzy, I'll take you to the hospital."
"No need! No need! I'm not dizzy! Put me down!"
"It's better to go to the hospital, otherwise Mr. Marcus will be unhappy when he finds out."
"I was wrong, okay? I was wrong!"
"Are you still dizzy when you flip your finger?"
"That's because your fingers are very strong. Do you think your fingers holding the steering wheel can be the same as ordinary people's fingers?" Hunter complained.
Winston chuckled and put Hunter down.
They took a plane and then transferred to Travis' Austin Speedway.
The track consists of 20 corners, with high and low undulations, interspersed with fast and low-speed corners.
If it was in the past, Hunter didn't think he could enter the top eight in qualifying, but now the engineer team led by Shen Chuan has made Hunter look forward to this race.
Before going to meet up with the team, Hunter and Winston banged their fists: "Hey, be careful I bite your waist in this race."
"Is that so. I'll leave both Ciel and Owen behind. If you can bite one of them, it would be nice."
Hunter was choked by the other side.
The two turned around and went in different directions.
Only after Hunter took two steps, he turned around.
This time the Marcus team and the Ferrari team are in different hotels. Thinking that they can only see each other when they get to the Austin track, Hunter wants to see him for a while.
Winston's back is still tall and straight, implying sharpness.
Just when he was about to turn the corner, Winston turned around and found that Hunter was looking at him from the separate place, and he walked back quickly.
"What's the matter? Did you forget to bring something?"
"Ah? No..." Hunter suddenly didn't know how to explain his behavior, and then made up a reason, "I was on the Austin track for the first time, and you didn't even warn me at all?"
Winston turned his face to the side and sighed: "It is precisely because you are on the Austin track for the first time that you can enjoy the characteristics of this track more than me and Irving or Shire. Technically, you Pretty mature, Hunter."
The author has something to say: Salted egg time:
Hunter: Your fingers are so beautiful and strong, just flick my forehead and my heart skips a beat.
Winston: You're really flattering.
Hunter: Hey~
Winston: But the correct way to say it is, move my finger in there and you cry.
Hunter: Huh