Chapter 39: You are really nice

Winston's voice was close to his ears, warm and moist, and Hunt's torso thoughts subsided softly.
"Look ... that's what you are ... it always seems to be able to tolerate all my outrageous side, so I shyly yelled to break with you ... I must have wanted to show off.
"Show off?" Winston rolled his face and gently touched his forehead against Hunter.
"If someone tells you to break up, you must turn coldly and leave."
"I don't even have many friends. I can say‘ several ties' to me.
Winston's voice was calm and calm, but he was helpless.
"So, I cried and broke up with you, but you wouldn't ignore me, wouldn't it be very present?"
"I see. You're wayward."
"You are also wayward! You do so many excessive things ... make so many excessive jokes, and press my face in ... that place, if someone else has been in a hurry with you already!"
"You still hate that." Winston patted Hunt's back gently.
"But I have forgiven you! Whatever you do that makes me embarrassed, I make excuses to forgive you!"
"Oh, you are great."
The smile was already obvious in Winston's voice.
"But you who are drunk are really dangerous. What if the person who sent you into the room was not me, but someone else?"
When Winston asked, Hunt suddenly felt terrified.
God, he didn't dare to imagine himself overwhelming the accountant or Mr. Narita ... let him die!
"Really ... really dangerous ..."
It is not him who is in danger, but someone else.
Hunt lifted his head and wiped away tears with the back of his hand.
"So, can we stop this mutual 'dead game'?"
Winston leaned forward slightly, but did not get too close to Hunter, just such a question, Hunter's eyes became sour again.
He stretched out his arms and hugged Winston's shoulders.
"sorry Sorry……"
I thought you would leave me like my parents ... easier than "divorce".
Winston patted Hunter's shoulder with one hand, and reached into Hunter's trouser pocket with the other hand, and touched out his card, pushing the door while holding his back. , Walked in with Hunter.
When Hunt loosened Winston's shoulder embarrassed, the other side turned his face, as if to see his expression clearly.
Winston's knuckles brushed across Hunter's cheek, wiping away the tears.
"Hunt, have you said that no matter what I do, you will make excuses to forgive me, is that so?"
"Of course."
"Even if you find that the purpose of being with you like this one day is so different from your imagination, you will find excuses to forgive me, right?"
Winston lowered his eyes and looked at Hunt seriously.
"What else can you do? I don't have the money you have, I don't look handsome without you, and I don't even have a high ranking in Formula One ... Do you want my kidney?" Hunter asked helplessly.
Winston's hand slid gently from Hunter's back to his waist, with a slight smile on his lips: "Your kidneys must be well maintained, they are really important."
"Why? You really want my kidney?"
"The kidneys are not good. How can you insist on a full F1 Grand Prix?"
"Thank you for your attention, my kidneys are so good!"
Hunt touched the tip of his nose and laughed.
He still enjoys chatting with Winston in this atmosphere.
"Hunt, then in the future, no one of us can hang on to our sever relationship. No matter what happens, we cannot depart from each other.
Winston's forehead touched Hunter's forehead, and his voice was quite serious.
Hunter closed his eyes and replied, "OK."
"You won't make yourself drunk anymore except beside me."
"it is good."
By your side, I dare not even get drunk!
"Congratulations, Hunt."
"what?"
"I won the famous player Penny and bit the great white shark."
"But I haven't played against you on the track."
"Then the next fifteen years, you and me will compete."
Winston's words warmed Hunter instantly.
"What about fifteen years later?"
"Enjoy life together."
"Okay! Let's go to Pattaya, Thailand!"
"What to do there?"
"I heard that my wife can be rented there! Gentle as water, and giving birth to children ..."
"Don't think about that." Winston's voice was air-conditioned, and Hunter felt cold.
"Why?" Hunt opened his eyes.
He is very handsome, maybe the annual salary in the racer is not high, but this year's dividend must be OK, it is impossible to rent his wife in Pattaya!
Instead of answering this question, Winston asked another question: "Did Marcus give you a rest after the game?"
"I can fly to Abu Dhabi the day after tomorrow, and there will be two days to adjust my holiday. Shen Chuan will go to Abu Dhabi first."
"Then let's go to Hokkaido."
"Are you in the hot spring?" Hunt's eyes lit up.
He has not had a chance to feel the Japanese hot spring yet.
"Ok."
"Okay! Can you still ski?"
"Skis are not allowed by the team, and it's not the ski season now. Besides, will you?"
"You should know? You teach me! We can go skiing in Switzerland!"
"How do you think I will?"
"I think you can do anything." Hunt touched his nose.
"Call Marcus. He doesn't allow it, and you still have to sleep in the hotel."
Hunter dialed Marcus's phone immediately, and it turned out that Marcus stunned a lot. Do n’t go skiing, it ’s dangerous; you should slip carefully in hot springs; do n’t eat raw food, be careful to hurt your stomach; the most important thing is to fly to Abu Dhabi on time.
Hunter "hmm", while madly talking in his heart, when can he finish it!
And it's not the ski season now!
Why is Marcus as uncommon as he is?
"That's it! Let's not waste time! Just walk away!" Hunt ran to the sofa and started packing his messy clothes.
Winston was still sitting by Hunter's bed, watching his back.
"What's wrong? Or do you suddenly think of something else to do?" Hunter, who didn't respond, turned his head and asked.
"Did anyone say you were so coquettish?" Winston began.
There was a slight smile on his expressionless face, inexplicably ticking in Hunt's heart.
"I ... I'm not a kid, what a coax!" Hunt said uneasily.
"Either take you to a party or accompany you to play, you can forget whatever is unhappy."
Hunter was suddenly unable to answer each other. Is it wrong to not remember it?
Do we have to be trapped in the ‘gate of renunciation’?
Hunt was broken in his heart.
"Can anyone lie to you?" There was helplessness in Winston's voice, and Hunt rarely heard him speak in such a tone.
"How is that possible! I'm not a three-year-old!"
"What about Donald's Bunny Girl Party?"
"what?"
Didn't the Bunny Girl Party end?
"Lawrence Owen said you took it to play and you believe it?"
"That guy is not a good guy, I know. It wasn't just me who was cheated by him ... wasn't there still Shire?"
"Where's Viven Nicky?"
"I wipe! That guy spent three months learning a woman! How many people can recognize it?"
Talking of this, Hunt felt wronged.
"I heard that only you didn't recognize the audience," Winston said.
At that moment, Hunter felt hurt in his IQ.
"That's because that guy from Irving didn't explain to me what is called" beauty and the beast "! Where would a normal man think that so many beautiful women passed by in front of him, there are men in it!
"Do you think those women are beautiful?" Winston's brows raised slightly.
"... At least I haven't seen anything ugly."
Murmured Hunt.
"Half of them are men."
"... Ah?" Hunt had a sense of shock that was going to crack in three views.
"And it's all above."
"Upper?" Hunter asked stupidly.
"For those men, it's a hunting game of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. If Viven Nikki cheated you, he slept with you, not you slept with him. Understand?" Winston tilted his face.
Hunt opened his mouth half-opened, and a new world he would not want to know opened the door in front of him.
"You ... how do you know?" Hunt suddenly thought of this important question.
"What do you think?" Winston asked back.
"... Lawrence Owen told you?" Hunter thought and asked, "why does Owen like men or women?"
I really want to gossip!
"If he likes men, how could Shire get a chance to get married and divorced, and then get divorced and get married again."
"What is Guanchar?"
"It's okay. The clothes you brought are too thin. Sapporo is only a dozen degrees now. Let's buy a coat."
"okay!"
Otherwise, catching a cold or getting sick will affect the performance of Abu Dhabi station.
Although Hunter thinks that his physical fitness should not be cold.
The two packed their bags and met McGrady when they left the hotel.
Hunt was checking out, and Winston leaned aside to call, but he seemed to speak Japanese, and Hunter couldn't understand a word.
"Don't you say that you broke off with Winston?" McGrady asked.
"We're making up again!" Hunter raised his hands and lay them on each other's shoulders.
McGrady snorted. "How old are you still playing a terrible game."
"..."
Hunter would like to say that they are not playing games, but they are almost out of touch ... but Winston is beside him, he is a little afraid that the other party is angry.
"You should be glad we didn't break up, otherwise Abu Dhabi will stand out and be pushed out of the track carefully!" Hunt smiled a little.
"You ..." McGrady was so angry that he glanced at Winston and turned away.
"But Winston ... Meddy ran off the track that time, didn't you deliberately do that?" Hunt hit Winston with his elbow.
The other person is editing his text message with his head down.
Hunter bumped into each other again with dissatisfaction.
"Hey, did you deliberately hit McGrady?"
"Of course, isn't it obvious enough?" Winston glanced over at Hunter and continued texting.
Hunter is stupid ... is there a deviation in his understanding of Winston? He thought he was generous and inclusive!
Suddenly remembered Irving's evaluation of Winston: I must report ...
This evaluation may be objective and fair.
"That what ... can you stop beating him next time?"
"what happened?"
"He is my teammate! If you kick him out, our team will have less chance to earn points!"
"You shook hands with him?"
"Yes."
Hunt touched his nose ... There was no handshake, and peace should count.
"Why didn't I look just now?"
"... We have a special way of getting along."
"Okay. Next time he hits you again, don't tell me that he was shot out of the panda again."
"I wouldn't do it! When it comes to fighting, McGrady isn't necessarily my opponent!"
"Oh."
The phrase "Oh" carries a strong perfunctory and disapproval.
Hunt's pride was hurt by 10,000 points.
After checking out, Hunter and Winston returned to Tokyo by car, and they went to a luxury men's clothing counter.
Hunter never cared about his clothes, and Winston threw a windbreaker directly on his face: "Go in and change."
Hunt was about to complain that the other party had hit his face. Winston's jaw lifted and Hunt walked into the fitting room.
When he put it on, he was a little surprised looking at himself in the mirror: "I'm still handsome!"
"I'll take a look when you come out, don't smell bad inside yourself." Winston's voice sounded.
Hunt pouted. This guy really ruins the atmosphere!
He stepped out, and the salesman was about to come forward, but Winston had reached out to arrange the collar for Hunt.
"Have your collar pressed under your neck, did you feel uncomfortable?"
Winston's fingers reached between the collar and neck, and his knuckles pinched Hunter's skin, which made Hunter feel like he was being touched by the other side.
"Okay ..."
"Then buy this." Winston leaned down to Hunter and whispered, "What about underpants? Have you got enough?"
Hunter saw the smile on Winston's lips, and thought of the time when he met each other in the supermarket and Winston paid for him.
"It's your business!" Hunt was unhappy.
"Let's buy it."
Winston went and paid for it.
"I can buy it myself!" Hunter followed quickly.
Winston smiled back: "I enjoy the feeling of buying wrapping paper for my gifts."
"Ha? What do you mean?"
Winston did not answer him.
Hunter thought the other person was joking about taking him to buy underwear, but he didn't expect it to be true.
They came to the men's underwear counter, and Hunter Best was puzzled. Why are the men in the men's wardrobes all women?
And for Hunter, he never pays attention to such things as underwear. When the shop assistant introduced him to the underwear of various styles and materials one by one, Hunter felt that his blush was about to crack. Already.
The female clerk even seriously explained to him the firmness and comfort of the various brothers' underwear to his little brother in not very fluent English.
Hunt felt embarrassed, looking in the direction of Winston, and found that the other side had been looking at himself with a smile.
But to an outsider, Winston must now be an iceberg face, and only Hunter can understand that kind of smile.
"You mean it, right?" Hunter whispered.
"I just think you should improve the quality of life a little bit," Winston replied.
"Sir, have you made your decision?" The female clerk asked.
Hunt just wanted to leave here quickly, so he just pointed at one.
But Winston clasped his hands and said something to the other party in Japanese. The clerk immediately covered her mouth and laughed, and turned to prepare things for Hunter.
"Hello, what did you say to her?" Hunt asked skeptically.
"you guess."
The clerk gave the bag to Winston.
Winston has to pay for Hunter again, this time Hunter is dead.
"I want to buy the bottoms myself!"
"Buy it yourself?" Winston looked at him sideways.
"Why? It's weird that you gave me your underpants!"
"You don't seem to have given me anything. You never even bought me a cup of coffee."
"... seems like it ..." Hunt thought, tilting his head.
At this time Winston had swiped the card to pay.
"Hey-I said I'll buy it myself!"
Winston glanced at Hunter, where Huntton was there, feeling as if the other party was angry?
Two seconds later, Winston took the same underpants, but the yardage was different. He pressed it on the counter and raised his chin to Hunter: "You buy it!"
"..." Under the pressure of Winston's sight, Hunter swiped the card to pay.
The female clerk on the side continued to cover her mouth and laughed.
Hunter walked out with something: "I still feel weird. You swiped my card to buy leggings, and I swiped your card to buy leggings. We two give each other leggings ... What's going on? "
"Then you put it another way, you swiped to buy your bottoms, and I swiped to buy my bottoms."
"... Explaining this way, I'm more comfortable in it." Hunt continued his head with a crooked head and said, "Then what did you say to that clerk? She smiled like that?"
"Do you really want to know?" Winston raised his hand to stop a taxi, and Hunter followed him in.
"Crap. What the did you tell her?"
"I said, I'm your boyfriend." Winston's voice was flat, but the corners of his lips were clearly raised.
After Hunt reacted, his heart was hit hard. Hunter didn't know what he wanted to cover up, and gave the other side a hard punch: "You did it on purpose!"
"Yeah, I did it on purpose." Winston's gaze fell down between Hunter's knees. "Don't wear it if you can."
Hunt regrets once again that he did not turn on the cell phone recording, recording what Winston just said.
"Someday, the whole world will know your true face!" Hunt tickled his teeth.
"Then I look forward to that day soon."
Winston supported his chin and said with a smile.
Don't know why, Hunter thought Winston was happy at this time.
And he did not hide his happiness.
Most importantly, when he was happy, Hunter felt happy. As long as he can always read the smile under Winston's eyes, he is always willing to be the object of his ridicule.
"Hey……"
"Ok?"
"I will buy the bottoms myself!"
"Yes. Remember to choose good fixation, breathability and flexibility." Winston answered.
"I know."
Do n’t just go to the supermarket to buy it!
"In fact, the fixation of any leggings is not as good as this."
Winston shook his hand in front of Hunter, and his slender fingers gave him a sense of appreciation.
"What do you mean?"
Winston's hand quickly moved between Hunter's knees, and Hunter, who suddenly understood, grabbed the opponent's wrist immediately.
"Hey-what are you doing! Scared me!"
"You won't catch it, what are you afraid of."
There was no change in the expression on the other's face, and Hunter became the abnormal one.
Hunt put Winston's hand back on the other's knee: "What stimulation did you say you were stimulated?"
"Apart from you, who else can stimulate me?"
Hunt found himself unable to answer.
He turned his face and looked out the window.
It seems that this trouble is in middle school. He and Brue had watched an "action movie" in the room, where the actor was so big that they saw the eyes of the two teenagers becoming cyanotic, and then they started a fight.
Because he was too hard, he held Brue on the ground.
At that time, Bruce's tears were almost falling, saying that if Bruce went wrong, he would be buried with Hunter.
Hearing the sound, the mother also went up to see what happened.
Two teenagers couldn't tell the truth. Hunt said Bruce hit the corner of the table, and Bruce said Hunter kicked him. His mother looked at them suspiciously, and Bruce finally 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 restrain himself and started to assume that if he didn't stop Winston just now, would he really catch up?
How would his fingers hold himself? How strong is it? What kind of temperature is it?
Numerous imaginations caused his blood to sink for a while, and when he saw it, he was about to react, and he immediately expelled all reveries from his brain.
"It's none of your business." Hunt pouted.
Winston chuckled in his ears, with a bit of tolerance and maturity in restraint.
He seemed to be a child again in front of him.
The author has something to say: salted egg time:
Hunter: I tell you, I'm not coaxing!
Winston: Yeah, you're not good.
Hunter: You are perfunctory! You have to take this issue seriously!
Winston: Are you sure you want me to answer you seriously?
Hunter: Nonsense!
Winston: If you were so coquettish, I would have been dead.
Hunter: ...