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 you

felt defenseless, just being led by

her breathing

breathing subsided and even the sound of the rain outside the window seemed

into the bathroom with her

he looked down at his trousers, picked up the

...

rain, Monday was

just that the temperature had dropped a lot compared to what

across the studio and

been standing for almost an hour. You might

voice, "She said she

don't you find a chance

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 put the whole blame on my

look into it for you? Have

it really doesn't seem to matter why

be back for nearly a few 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 know. Don't

I'll leave everything here to

good trip. Let me know when

into his car

Daniel withdrew his

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

still

online and at the studio. The stockroom here was

had to look around to see if there was anything

but leaned against the wall and watched

humorous, but when it came to work, she became serious and rigorous. Her hair was held in place with a clip

of her face, making her look even

he had stood there while his

that had been following

He was tall and erect and stood out in the crowded

staring at her

stunned for a moment, feeling

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