"Do you like to be gentler or rougher?" Hunter smirked with a tilted face.

"Be rough." Winston replied.

"Oh thi, really? I think you are a very patient person! Rough or something... not like your style."

Hunter was really a little surprised.

"I will be gentle when seducing. But when it comes to my mouth, I will definitely not show mercy."

Hunter swallowed and glanced at Winston's side face.

Something faintly deep in my heart became restless.

"Very good...very Winston style...who do you prefer the whip or handcuffs?"

"Handcuffs can make the other party be more obedient. Instead of using a whip to make the other party hurt, there are other better ways to make the other party cry."

“What method?”

Hunter suddenly felt that he was gradually getting to know Winston, who others didn't understand.

"Cry until you cry."

Hunter tightened his shoulders and suddenly felt a little pitiful when the person Winston took a fancy.

"Then... the cabin shouldn't be used..."

Although Winston is sometimes bad, basically he is a very attractive man. Women will take the initiative to bow down and don’t need to lock people anywhere.

"Shouldn't the cabin be used for vacation when two people are in love? If I'm rejected, I'll lock that person directly into my underground garage. I have five cars, and each one can do enough."

Hunter swallowed his saliva and suddenly felt that there was a madman sitting beside him.

Of course, this guy often doesn't play according to the conditioning.

Sure enough, I saw him smirking from the side.

"You're just playing tricks on me."

"Why should I play tricks on others?"

Hunter was speechless.

At this time, a fairy tale-like castle and a large garden appeared in front of Hunter.

Pleasant to the eye.

"Aren't we... going to Nobubeto Hot Spring Hotel?" Hunter looked suspiciously at Winston beside him.

"It's better to soak in hot springs at night. This is the White Lovers Chocolate Factory, let's go and have a look."

"…Chocolate factory…it seems like the place where a child comes.” Hunter murmured quietly, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Winston's smile.

"Oh--You brought me here, just treat me as a child, right?"

"You don't like it?" Winston asked back.

"If you date a woman, maybe the other person would like it very much." Hunter touched his nose, "We two men came to visit the chocolate factory and other things... there was no fairy tale atmosphere at all."

Hunter followed Winston in for a tour.

Although he didn't have any expectations at the beginning, Hunter must admit that this place has made his mood improve inexplicably.

All kinds of chocolates and desserts, as well as clockwork dolls, Hunter smiled knowingly.

"If I had a daughter, I would definitely bring her here." Hunter said with a smile.

"Okay." Winston responded lightly.

"Hey, don't say it as if you were going to have a daughter for me!" Hunter pushed the other person with a funny look.

"Do you want to try the ice cream here?"

"Um."

When he arrived at the place where he bought ice cream, Hunter looked around and found that the people who came here were either parents with their children or lovers.

Winston handed the ice cream cone to Hunter.

"Do you want it?" Hunter asked.

“I don’t like sweet food.”

"..." Actually, I don't like sweet food either.

Hunter sucked on the top of the cone and his eyes lit up: "Hmm? It's delicious, not greasy at all."

"Probably because it's fresh and sweet."

"Are you sure you don't want to buy one and try it?" Hunter licked it again and asked vaguely.

"No need to buy it anymore, I shouldn't finish it."

"oh."

Hunter turned his face slightly and was about to sip ice cream. Winston, opposite, leaned down and bit the other side of the ice cream.

Hunter just stuck out his tongue, and he felt himself licking softly by something warm.

Realizing what it was, Hunter stepped back in surprise: "Hey-you licked me! If you want to eat, you say it in advance! Don't be so sudden!"

Winston's upper lip was still stained with ice cream, but he licked it with his tongue.

It was like something was touching Hunter's heart, and he subconsciously kept repeating the scene in his mind.

"I didn't lick you." The subtext in Winston's eyes as he looked at Hunter was "You're thinking too much."

"Is that?" Hunter was a little suspicious. He felt that the slippery thing must be the tip of Winston's tongue.

"Okay, even if I lick you, do you want to lick it back?" Winston asked back.

“……I definitely won’t…”

"After eating the ice cream, we got in the car and continued to log out."

"knew!"

They returned to the car, and this time they drove Winston.

Hunter turned around and looked at the chocolate factory that was gradually moving away, and sighed: "I suddenly understood why girls all like fairy tales."

"Why?"

"Like spiritual opium?"

"Fairy tales are used to coax people."

Before nightfall, they finally arrived at the hot spring hotel booked by Winston.

There is a very traditional Japanese style here, and the sound made by stepping on the wooden floor made Hunter feel like he had experienced the shuttle of time and space and went to another world.

Hunter couldn't wait to go to the hot springs, but was stopped by Winston.

"First start with the indoors. Spray hot spring water from your feet to your head to adapt to the water quality and temperature. Then wash yourself before soaking."

"Oh, I got it!"

Hunter changed his clothes and looked at Winston not far away.

The scene of this guy pulling the T-sink off his head is like a movie, and the lines on his waist make Hunter want to grab it.

But if I really do that, my nose will probably be broken.

Hunter surrounded the bath towel and followed Winston to scoop the hot spring water out of the tank and pour it on his body.

Hunter continued to look at Winston's body lines while she was wet.

This guy's lines are beautiful in both shoulders, neck and waist and abdomen, and has a sense of force that is not exaggerated, which is a well-proportioned beauty.

Hunter even began to imagine the muscle lines in his body tensed up when Winston was sitting in a racing car and rotating the steering wheel.

"What are you looking at?" Winston asked with his chin raised.

"Look at you! When I was in Austria before, you guy came out of the bathroom and wrapped yourself up in a bathrobe, saying he wouldn't let me see it. Now, right? I'm still just looking..."

Before Hunter could finish his words, Winston suddenly poured water on Hunter's head with a scoop of water.

"Hello--"

Hunter retreated backwards, and the water still flowed down his hair from the top of his head, and he also started to cough.

As soon as I coughed, the bath towel on my waist also fell down.

Hunter reached out to catch it, but failed to catch it.

"Are you also wrapped in a towel in the shower?" Winston turned around and asked Hunter.

Hunter just bent down and went to pick up his bath towel.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he suddenly felt that his back was a little hot.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Winston standing opposite him, looking at himself.

There was not much expression on his face, and his eyes looked cold in such warm water vapor, as if suppressing something, but Hunter felt that the coldness was almost boiling.
To be continued...