"Hey...why are you here?" Hunter walked forward.

Irving put his arm on Hunter's shoulder very familiarly: "Boy, you are amazing! You beat Shire again. That guy asked me to drink until late at night last night and vomited all over me."

Hunter lowered his head and smiled, then turned around to give Owen a hug.

Irving was stunned for a moment, then patted Hunter on the back.

"Fortunately you're fine," Hunter said.

The first time he said in such a solemn voice.

"I'm sorry... there was something wrong with my suspension system. It almost hurts you and Winston." Owen breathed out.

"The real injury is that if you really have something to do in the game, it will become a shadow of my life," Hunter replied.

"Yo, I can't tell, I'm so important to you?" Owen said with a smile.

"Of course it's important. I remember when I was driving a kart, I often watched you and Shire's race. At that time, my dream was to become a driver like you. So Irving..."

"I understand." Owen also gave Hunter a hug, "Since I was once your dream, I will definitely complete my journey perfectly and make you yearn forever."

Hunter showed a big smile.

"And don't look at Charles' face as smelly as he is, he is as glad as me that opponents like Winston and you will appear, otherwise our days will be boring. We have won many championships, so... we want opponents more than championships."

"Hahaha, then I will be a competent opponent and make your life difficult!"

"Stop, stinky brat. Next time I stand on the Sepang track, Winston can't play, and you have to face the strangulation of me and Shire alone. Don't cry if you lose."

Irving smiled and pushed Hunter away, turning around and leaving.

Hunter sent a text message to Winston and found out that the Ferrari had media visits in the afternoon, so Hunter had to have lunch with the team members.

But having lunch or something is too boring.

Hunter thought for a while and called Donald.

"Hey, dear Donald, how about we have a party together to celebrate you're third?"

Donald, who answered the phone, choked up his throat. How dare he hold a party with Hunter? After thinking for a long time, he squeezed out a sentence: "That... the next race is too close, the team is in charge. We will party next time... next time?"

Hunter thought about it carefully and seemed that since the last Bunny Girl party ended because of this guy's diarrhea, he always looked at him every time he said he had a party.

"How did I hear the sound of a party there? You're so overdoing. You never call me when you hold a party by yourself! Let's break up with each other!"

Donald suddenly became panicked.

"That...is just a very inconspicuous pool party...our Sobo team party... not many are good-looking, it's very boring! Really!"

Hunter's eyes lit up as soon as he heard this.

It turned out to be a pool party!

Donald didn't ask him at all, it was too much! It was too much!

"How come you know I don't like to watch it if you have few good figures!"

"That...that's not that I won't invite you...if I invite you, I will be miserable..." Donald's voice was particularly sad.

"Ah? If you invite me, you will be miserable? What is this..." Two seconds later, Hunter suddenly realized something, "Is it Winston?"

"Yes, I really want to get out of the sheets with him. Did you watch the last issue of Cacho interview? He is really super cute!"

Donald was crying and he was thinking about this little devil, why can't you think about me?

Can't you touch this little devil?

Hunter plunged into the water and swam to the shore. As soon as he came out of the water, he opened his eyes and saw a pair of leather shoes standing by the pool.

The ankle exposed by the other party was very beautiful, and Hunter praised it in his heart.

But when the other party was half-squatting down, Hunter realized that it was Winston.

Hunter suddenly felt that he was particularly tasteful, and Winston looked good everywhere.

"Do you still want to play?" Winston asked softly, reaching out his hand and rubbing Hunter's head.

"Why are you here? Donald told you?" Hunter squinted his eyes and tilted his head, like a cat covered in hair.

The female employees of Sobo behind were whispering "cute" again.

"Yes." Winston grabbed Hunter's wrist and pulled him up steadily.

Hunter originally wanted to pull Winston down, but he didn't expect that Winston was very stable and seemed to be prepared.

Even his lips were filled with a playful smile.

Hunter was a little disappointed - he really couldn't play this guy!

"Then let's go for dinner! They can't beat me! I won't play anymore!"

"Okay. Have you brought your clothes?"

"Take it, take it! I'll go and change it!"

Hunter and Donald shook their hands: "I'm hungry, go for supper with this guy!"

"Okay! OK! Go!" Donald felt relieved.

Winston nodded slightly to Donald and said, "Thank you."

The female employees at the scene started to talk again.

"Van Winston is so handsome!"

"Even if you don't get close to someone, you're still very handsome!"

Donald suddenly felt that life was sad: you women no longer need to think about it, Winston would never look at you more in his life!

A few minutes later, Hunter changed into a dry T-shirt and walked out, and the Sauber team members waved their hands to say goodbye to Hunter.

"Hunt! Come and play together next time!"

"If Marcus team is boring, it's okay to join our Sauber team!"

When Hunter left, Sauber's men immediately surrounded Donald.

"Hey, you said that when Hunter comes, we put on our clothes and we will give each person a thousand dollars!"

"Give it! Give it! I won't be able to pay any debts!"

"Why do you think this is the case? I also want to show Hunter my good figure!"

"Yes, what a pity!"

Donald is speechless. If you show it, the other party must appreciate it!

After seeing Winston's wide shoulders and long legs, yours... can't be seen!

Winston took Hunter to a local restaurant to taste Singaporean food.

Since last night, Hunter has been in a very good mood. He has always been in an excited state. He has not slept for a few hours but is not sleepy at all.

The Nyonya-style food made Hunter’s appetite. Last time he learned to use chopsticks with Winston in Japan, this time in Singapore, although it was not very neat, Hunter could already hold the food up and put it in his mouth.

Hunter looked at Winston opposite him while eating.

"Why are you looking at me all the time? The food almost fell on you."

"You look good!" Hunter said without thinking.

Winston lowered his eyes and a clear smile on the corners of his lips.

"So which one looks better than a bikini beauties?" asked Winston.

Only then did Hunter realize that going to a pool party might make Winston feel uncomfortable?

"You look good."

"Scammer." Winston smiled again.

Hunter suddenly felt that as long as he told the truth, he could make Winston laugh. Winston laughed, and he felt particularly accomplished.

"Eyes, nose, mouth, neck, shoulders, from waist to legs, are all very beautiful!" Hunter once again said the truth in his heart.

The smile on Winston's lips did not close, which made Hunter happier.

"The most important thing is... it's all mine." Hunter said with a smile, squinting his eyes.

Winston held his chin and turned his face to the side.

Hunter also turned his face to look, and found that Winston's eyes were full of smiles.

"You love pool parties so much, let's go swimming together in the evening?" Winston said.

"Okay! OK!"

The Malaysian race was too tight, and they couldn't go out like they were at the end of the Abu Dhabi race.

But Hunter is very happy to be able to relax.

After dinner, Winston took Hunter to a heated swimming pool.

The swimming pool is also on the top floor of a hotel, the difference is that it has an enclosed glass roof.
To be continued...