Could You Not Tease Me?

"The ghost believes you! I can go if I want to!"

Hunter put on a stance of "I'll bite you without rolling".

"Oh ... what a pity, right Winston?" Owen went into the bathroom with a smile.

"Where do you want to go?" Winston's voice sounded in Hunter's ears, and the temperature of the surrounding air plummeted.

"It's none of your business." Hunter hit the other side hard and turned quickly away.

He knew Winston kept looking at himself, and the feeling of being locked up made Hunt inexplicably scared.

If it was just a joke, Hunter could go back shamelessly. But deep down in his heart he felt that he must take this matter seriously.

He must solve it. You must figure out what makes Winston always angry with himself!

What should he do?

Asshole! He shouldn't drink those glasses of sake! This is perhaps the stupidest thing in his life!

My head is about to explode! Simply drive the car into the buffer zone! He didn't believe that Winston would really pry his mouth open and force him!

"Hunter." Winston's voice sounded.

"What!" Hunt didn't want to look back.

"Are you scared?" Winston asked.

"Yeah!" Hunter finally turned his head and looked at each other angrily.

Will ask this question, most of Winston has relented.

"But you scared me too," Winston replied.

Hunter was there. Sure enough, he must have done something he shouldn't do after drinking.

And this matter is far more serious than getting in or biting Winston.

Suddenly, guilt came to my heart.

"Are you retaliating against me?" Hunt asked helplessly, but his heart was tense.

"Of course I want to get revenge on you. But seeing your upset, I guess this game is over."

Winston's voice was calm, and the coldness in his voice calmed Hunt's complicated thoughts.

"You know what?" Hunt wanted to slap each other.

"So stop your cranky thoughts as soon as possible." Winston put back a threatening expression and restored his usual attitude.

But I've started thinking!

"Well, if you can keep the top five this time, I said I'd write off everything you did."

"Without a write-off, what do you really want?" Hunter asked, staring at the other person.

Sure enough, this guy was playing him again ... just like when he was driving Ferrari to imitate film lines. The acting is so good, does anyone know!

"If you fall out of the top five, let's cut it off."

Winston finished and turned away.

what?

Broke?

Hunt had the feeling of being struck by lightning.

When he and Winston were initially unfamiliar, the guy started their relationship with words like "I want to bubble you". Although it was "very powerful" for Hunt, it completely subverted Winston in his imagination, but anyway ... Hunt has always had a sense of superiority that Winston would not say to others Will say to him; the side that Winston will not show in front of others, whether it is arrogant or cross the border, he can see.

The more embarrassed Winston's words were, the more he felt in his heart that they got along well.

It was as if a nobleman would only say the most vulgar words in front of the people he trusted most.

Hunt thought he was special to Winston.

Even if you are really presumptuous or cross the border after being drunk ... Compared to Winston's "I want to soak you" and "I want to get you", why can't Winston be tolerant? It's not fair at all!

Wouldn't it be so wayward to say no to a friend? Speaking from Winston's mouth, it makes people feel like ... they really want to quit!

Oh my god, Winston's words were so heavy that he couldn't breathe any more than Shen Xi said he would design a machine to ignite him.

Why did everything matter to him Vann Winston!

"You're not really mad at me, why would you say something like that!" Hunter shouted.

He held back, but his eyes were sore.

"How do you know I'm not mad at you?"

Winston was not far away now, turning around and looking at him.

"Because I kissed you, bit you, you didn't leave me, and you took care of me all night."

"No, it was tortured by you all night." Winston sighed. "So, Hunt ... all my tolerance for you is not free."

Hunt looked at each other's back and scratched his head.

So, this guy just didn't plan to really break up, but wanted him to be upset?

If not for nothing, what can you get from me?

You can be angry, you can hit me, you can have a cold war with me ... but you can't even put the word "broken" on your mouth or even use it as a bargaining chip ...

You are different to me.

I never thought of breaking up with you.

Hunt lowered his head and did not leave the bathroom door for a long time.

Until Owen came out, saw Hunter standing there, and said helplessly, "Hey, are you okay?"

"It's none of your business!" Hunt turned around and left quickly.

"You devil, you seem to be crying."

Hunter ignored him, but walked towards him with a **** and left quickly.

He didn't want to hear Irving's ridicule at all!

When Hunt was feeling depressed, he found that Shen Chuan and Winston were talking about what was standing beside the track.

Hunt had never seen Winston show such a focused listening expression to others.

When Shen Xi walked to Winston, the zipper of the backpack was half opened, and seeing that the stuffed snacks were about to fall out, Winston seemed to be familiar with the other person, pushed the snacks in for her, and pulled the backpack up. .

Hunt was dumbfounded. Did Winston know them for a long time?

At the end of the practice day, on the way back to the hotel, Hunter and Shen Chuan drove a car. He couldn't help but ask, "Are you familiar with Fann Winston of the Ferrari team?"

"Although they are not very familiar, Shen Xi and I have a good opinion of him. I sent a resume to the Ferrari team before and they had a vacancy for the power unit designer. I met him after chatting with their technical director. It was he who invited us to watch the race at Silverstone. Then we saw you. The advice he gave us at the time was that if we stayed at Ferrari, we might get a high salary, but all our design ideas would be limited. On the contrary, small and medium teams can Use our full capabilities. "

"So you chose Marcus?"

"No, we chose you." Shen Chuan said with a smile.

It felt like Winston gave Shen Chuan to Marcus. Rather than giving it to Marcus, it was better for Hunter to drive a better car.

"But it feels weird. Every time I see Winston, I feel like I have known him for a long time. He is not as difficult as the media said."

"So what kind of person is Winston in your heart?"

"Calm, rational, know how to keep a proper distance, and not spend time on meaningless things." Shen Chuan answered seriously.

"Then if he would make that kind of joke with others ... Do you believe it?" Hunt asked.

"What kind of joke?"

"Yellow ..."

"How is that possible? I can feel the upbringing and demeanor when he speaks and does things." Shen Chuan shook his head.

Hunt burst into tears in his heart ... why is it impossible? He's played this funny joke many times!

Now ... Hunter even wondered ... was that a joke.

"What about breaking up with friends?"

"That's even more impossible. Winston gives me the feeling that he won't make friends easily, but when a person gets his appreciation and enters his field ... it won't change easily. Someone broke off, and wouldn't say it to show the world, but stay away from it completely. "Shen Chuan said with serious chin.

"So ..."

Maybe he still has help?

Back in the hotel room, Hunter's nerves slowly relaxed as he focused on free practice. He lay on the bed, leaned up, and closed his eyes as Winston's lips approached him.

His lips are very soft ... otherwise he won't want to bite ...

If you really put little Hunter in ...

His warmth, and the tip of his tongue ...

Hunter's blood flew suddenly, and he yelled and scolded him, and rolled over into the bathroom.

Had known that he would never have **** with him!

Drive into the top five first, let's talk after enjoying it!

Wait ... sure it's enjoyment? Maybe the shadow of a lifetime!

Hunt exhaled ...

When the cold water dripped from the top of his head, Hunter smiled at himself.

Vann Winston ... What kind of person are you?

Want to find out what the other side is angry with, and what exactly made Winston say "severe friendship"?

But the more I think, the more I can't guess.

"What are you thinking ... Hunter ... that guy may just look at your troubles! If you seriously consider him, you lose!"

This time, he was going to go to an unexpected place in Winston, and then give this guy a little color look!

I will return everything to you if you bother me!

Just talk about **** things, and fix them when you have problems! You lose your temper there alone. What's wrong with my confusion?

Do you remember me?

Hunt kicked the sheets hard, turned over and pulled up the quilt, and turned over again.

At half past nine in the evening, in the starry bar on the top floor of the hotel, Winston held a wine glass and looked at the light reflected by it, but did not mean to sip.

Owen sat down beside him, still holding a brunette in his arms. She sat nicely on Irving's lap.

"You're not in the room at this time, but it's abnormal." Owen turned his face to the side, his eyes and eyebrows all smiling.

Winston did not answer him.

Irving was very interested, leaning on his partner's waist, holding his face in the other's arms, watching Winston and saying, "Isn't it in the bathroom door, if I didn't show up, you would just pull that little devil into the partition Did you do it sometime? "

"But you show up." Winston's voice was cold.

"Forget it. You just can't bear it. You just tempted him at the bathroom door, right? As soon as he showed panic, you had to stretch the tightened rope to let him pant. During the season, you dare not do anything. "Because racing is a sport that requires a high level of concentration, any factor that distracts Hunter could drive him off the track and even endanger his life."

Winston was silent and didn't speak.

Owen smiled, and looked down at Winston's legs. "Don't be embarrassed. It's a while before the end of the season, and ... I have heard about what she did. You're here. Find him deliberately to make him sad. You want to determine where his bottom line is, if you have done anything wrong with him, he will not be willing to leave you. He is a little straight man, and now maybe you are stingy It ’s crooked, but it ’s not bent yet. You want him to understand what ’s going on in your head. He just keeps trying to find a reason for you not to lose you. You are just angry with yourself. It ’s better to go straight to the end of the season. ”

Winston raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Irving: "Your girlfriend was brought out of the club?"

"Yeah, isn't she beautiful? My vision is at least better than Hunter ... he looks after the old driver of Viven Nikki. Hearing Nikki, Hunt looks like an innocent boy, he I ca n’t bear it anymore. If Hunter knew that the club was run by the two of us, what kind of expression would the bar he visited before belong to your industry? ”Owen squinted his eyes and half-upped his face. Vice looks very much looking forward.

"Take care of yourself first. I just told Shire that you are here."

"What?" Irving froze.

"Who wants you to make his wife think he's having an affair?"

"You're taking revenge!" Owen got up immediately, pulled his female companion and walked quickly.

"What is your revenge?" Winston asked coldly.

"Retaliation I took Hunter to the club! And revenge I saw the crooked way in my head!"

"Good luck, Owen. Shire has entered the elevator, and I think you can only go up the stairs by leaving here."

"Van Winston, don't forget that I will report as much as you!"

The free practice session ended and qualifying kicked off.

The Suzuka circuit is known for a mix of high-speed and low-speed corners, and the Marcus team with adjusted power units is more confident than before.

Before qualifying, Hunter didn't smoke, but sat quietly somewhere, constantly imitating the track in his mind.

He wants to persist to the end with the best and most precise state. He wants to let this guy who says "disconnected" at every turn in front of Vann Winston shut up forever!

But Marcus was worried.

"Today our little Hunter is a bit abnormal ..."

"What's wrong?" Shen Chuan asked curiously.

"He usually finds a place where no one smokes a cigarette, or holds his mobile phone to dispel pleasure ... it won't be like it is now, it seems to be unsuccessful!"

"Really?" Shen Chuan glanced sideways and looked. "How do I think it's normal? F1 was originally sailing against the water. If it didn't succeed, it would be benevolent."

At the start of qualifying, Shire and Irving led the way, followed by Winston and Penny. Hunt was fierce and refreshed the free practice lap with Marcus stunned.

"This guy is going to do something!"

By the second quarter of qualifying, Winston had a rapid lap and overtook Shire, and Hunter rose from eighth to seventh.

"Believe in our adjustment." Shen Chuan patted nervous Marcus on the shoulder and said.

In the third quarter, the rankings of the top five have been changing, and the audience was very nervous. In the end, Lawrence Owen won the pole position, and Winston ranked second, followed by Shire.

Hunt stood out in qualifying and secured the advantage of the race with sixth place.

Marcus touched his eyebrows: "Is this kid doing well, or is our car upgraded?"

"Both have it," Shen Chuan answered.

For Donald, his heart was rejoicing, because he ranked just after Hunter, and no longer had to suffer and lose when the scumbag would suddenly catch up.

The feeling of being bitten by the throat can't help but leave it to Enzo, his old rival Lotus, for a while!

When Hunter came back, he didn't expect to feel relieved. On the contrary, he is like a tight spring, even if it is just the expression on his face, it makes other staff feel nervous.

At this time, McGrady walked to his side, as if hesitating for a long time, but did not know how to speak.

"What do you want to say?" Hunter asked, keeping his eyes closed.

You need to know that someone is shaking around making him uncomfortable.

"... you ... just in case, can you be sure that Winston will not continue to embarrass me in this game?"

Hunt sighed and said, "First of all, Winston's ranking is far ahead of you. Unless you are trapped by him again, there is no chance to play against him. How can he get you off the track?"

This problem blocked McGrady.

"Second, and most important ... that guy is going to break off with me. Do you think I can say anything more?"

"Break off?" McGrady looked surprised, "Why?"

"Because I don't have a good drink!" Talking of this, Hunter stuffed it again.

"It's impossible ... he's so good to you that he didn't treat you as his girl ..." McGrady muttered softly.

"What did you say?" Hunt frowned.

"Nothing, I wish you good results at this stop."

Just before McGrady turned around, Hunter stopped him.

"Did you just bless me?"

"Am I cursing you?" McGrady rolled his eyes.

"So ... thank you ..."

When McGrady walked away, Hunter continued to close his eyes and simulate the Suzuka Circuit in his mind.

This time, he must make Winston look at it! Then punched him in the face!

Before the race, all cars are in place.

Markusto was extremely nervous with his chin.

The start of the Suzuka circuit is extremely important. If you are not careful, the advantage of qualifying will be lost.

Hunt held the steering wheel with both hands, and Winston was only three positions away from him.

Winston, don't be caught up with me this time, otherwise I'll bite your neck!

A fire was burning in Hunter's heart, and he knew he was excited. This excitement did not make him panic, but calm him down.

The moment of the start, like a comet dragging thousands of dust, Irving sharply broke through the eyes of everyone, Winston chased behind him, the top five played normally and entered the first corner.

Hunter held on to qualify and competed with Enzo in the first corner.

Hunter entered the turn in five gears, and his operation was comparable to textbooks. In the second half of the turn, Hunter reduced his speed to 150 and bit the corner of Enzo's tail to make a turn. .

Hunt continued to lock Enzo, with a force in his heart, like a pod that was about to split from the inside out.

After four laps, in the left and right S-curve, Hunter made full use of the car's braking performance. When he came out of the corner, he overtook Enzo and rushed into fifth place.

"Oh ..." Marcus raised his fist, and all the staff applauded.

Enzo tried to regain his place, but Hunt kept spurring the gap. In the next few laps, Enzo always followed Hunt.

This is the first time since this season that Hunter has experienced being chased by opponents.

He turned freely into corners and accelerated out of corners, and even defensive driving showed a mature style.

In front of him is Renault's Penny.

Hunt and Enzo made pit stops one after the other, and Hunt began to overtake Penny two laps later. He spun into the corner with a wonderful turn and a strong exit, which made Penny miss the line. Penny kept his position and took the lead to the next curve.

After several consecutive laps, Penny's nerves were about to burst apart.

Although this was his first encounter with Hunter, he had long noticed this rising star.

In this race, the upgrade of Hunter's racing suspension system has made him more stable in the corners, and the increase in the output of the power unit has also enabled him to show more precise routing and overtaking in the corners.

Penny's target was originally the great white shark ahead, but now he just wants to shake off this deadly shadow.

Hunter pitted again, which also made Penny pit early and the two cars continued to compete after changing tires.

After a few more laps, Hunt seemed to finally lose his patience, and delayed braking in the sharp corner of Degnier.

His alignment was so staggered that Marcus could not help shouting: "Hunter! Hunter!"

But Shen Chuan on the side was extra quiet: "He's too late!"

After Hunter turned around the corner, he took the lead, and the audience stretched their necks in unison, watching Hunter gallop in front of Penny, smoothly through the hairpin, and arrogantly distanced from Penny.

The audience shouted.

Marcus hugged Shen Chuan aside: "That little ghost did it! He did it!"

Shen Chuan smiled and patted Marcus' back: "We did it."

The author has something to say: salted egg time:

Hunter: That nasty McGrady said you offered me like a girl!

Winston: He was wrong.

Hunter: I said he was wrong!

Winston: I treat you as your man.

Hunter: ...