For a long time, Channing didn't say anything as he hugged her.

Winnie didn't want to spoil the mood either. But honestly, when there was a bed, could they not squeeze on the sofa?

She whispered, "It's getting late. Why don't you go inside and sleep?"

Channing said, "I can come in and sleep with you if you agree."

Winnie was speechless.

Then it was better not to.

She said, "I'll get you two more quilts."

With that, Winnie tried to get up.

But Channing didn't move, as if he wasn't going to just let her go.

Winnie was puzzled.

Channing stared at her with dark eyes, "Last night ..."

Realizing what he was going to say, Winnie immediately said, "Don't say anything! I thought I told you not to say anything!"

Channing curled his lips covertly, "I know. I won't say anything."

Winnie breathed a sigh of relief, but before she could catch her breath, he had kissed her again.

He was all the more daring than before, kissing and touching her recklessly.

Winnie breathed heavily. When he pushed up her shirt and lowered his head, she tried to reach out to push him but felt numb from the top of her head to her fingertips.

She had absolutely no strength.

Finally, just as she was muddling through, feeling like she was going to disconnect from the world, the clear touch expanded her nerves, making it seem as if the perception of her every organ had expanded hundreds of times.

Channing's kiss landed on her ear. He nibbled gently at her earlobe while his voice was low and hoarse.

"I told you that I won't force you."

I want to make

felt defenseless, just

breathing slowly

and even the sound of the rain outside the window

ran into the bathroom with

pulled two sheets of paper and slowly wiped his fingers. With the tip of his tongue against his upper jaw, he looked down at his trousers,

...

of continuous rain,

the temperature had dropped a lot compared

across the studio and

his shoulder, "You've been standing for almost an hour. You might as well go inside and say

voice, "She

you find a chance to

necessary. It's like Stella said that the mistake has been made and it's my problem. What's the point of me explaining? Besides, there's no way I can

ask Clarence to look into it for you? Have you heard

the last few days and it really doesn't seem to matter why anymore. What can I

years. I have to trouble you to visit my parents when you’re free. I know my mother has done something wrong, but ... she is my mother

said, "I

off then. I'll

good trip. Let me know when you get

got into his car to

his eyes and walked

the studio taking pictures. The light was good today, and the photos taken

had endorsed, there were still some details of the finished pictures that

studio. The stockroom here was almost full

the staff became more and more numerous, they had to look around to see if there was anything or anyone else

didn't go in, but leaned

held in place with a clip at the back of her head, with a few strands falling

sunlight fell on the side of

there while his eyes lingered on her face and did

a gaze that had been following her, turned her

standing a short distance away. He was tall and erect and stood

staring at her

but be stunned for a moment, feeling her heart

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