Chapter 55: The mattress is broken

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"The laundry will keep it for you until you get back to New York." Winston opened Hunter's closet, packed up a few clean outfits, and said, "Take it to Travis and wear it."

"Well..."

Although Winston didn't criticize Hunter for anything, Hunter felt that the other party was like a strict dad.

The laundromat came quickly, and when the dirty laundry was taken away, Hunter's little apartment became very tidy.

Hunter sat on the mattress, propped his chin and waved to Winston, who was sorting out his luggage.

"Hey... Hey..."

"What's wrong?" Winston turned his face sideways to look at him.

Hunter continued to beckon, patting the position beside him by the way.

Winston put down what he was doing and came to sit down beside him: "What's wrong?"

"You said... Are Mr. Bodybuilder and Sexy Girl not at home, or are they sleeping? "

Winston glanced up at his watch: "Probably in a nap."

Hunter's smile became even more pronounced, and he leaned over to Winston and whispered, "I've wanted revenge for a long time."

"Revenge? How do you want to retaliate?"

"Just lie down, don't move." Hunter patted Winston's shoulder.

"What do you want to do?" Winston didn't move.

"Hehe, just lie down and know!" Hunter looked expectant.

Winston frowned, fell backwards, and lay down: "And then, what do you want to do?"

Who knew that Hunter slammed into Winston's body, two arms propped up in his ears, two legs on Winston's waist, squeezed the mattress hard, and immediately made some kind of movement sound, the mattress creaked thinking, Hunter also reached out a hand to support the wall, constantly pounding, making sounds.

The wall lampshade swayed.

Hunter looked down at Winston and smiled proudly, "Like it?"

Winston didn't seem to expect Hunter to do this, and he watched Hunter motionless.

This gave Hunter a sense of superiority for the first time, and he finally shocked Winston. Most importantly, he knew very well that Winston would not be angry.

"Like not?" Hunter asked again. His calf was attached to Winston's thigh, and Hunter felt proud of the opportunity to take advantage of the other party.

He couldn't wait to get Winston out of the fire!

"I'll see how long you can hold out." Winston raised his chin slightly, and the smile on his lips became noticeable.

Sure enough, he won't be offended!

This guy is a gentleman on the surface, but very evil inside!

Playing like this can be an appetite for this guy.

"I can stick to Formula 1 for two hours, what is it!" Hunter was unhappy with Winston's doubts about his physical strength.

"Oh -- two hours." Winston lay there, and the hair that fell on the mattress also trembled slightly, which made Hunter's heart itch terribly.

The mattress was swayed so badly that even the lampshade of the wall lamp fell off, and seeing that it was about to hit Hunter's head, Winston suddenly raised his hand and pressed his head down.

The lampshade smashed into Hunter's ear.

Good risk! How did he forget to take off the lampshade?

At this time, the tip of his nose just rubbed over Winston's neck, and at that moment, he didn't want to leave.

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