When Winnie slowly emerged from the bathroom, the living room was silent, with only a single wall lamp to dispel the darkness.

She took two steps forward and quietly opened the door to the guest room, where Noah was ripe and breathing evenly.

Winnie closed the door again.

Why don't she just sleep on the couch?

If Noah gets up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and sees her, there's always an excuse.

Just as Winnie was about to head into the living room, the master bedroom door opened behind her, and Channing wrapped his arms around her waist and carried her back to her room.

Before Winnie had time to react, the person was already lying on the bed.

Channing hung above her body, palm holding her wrist, his eyes moving from her eyes, slowly to his lips, he spoke unhurriedly, "Where do you want to go at this late hour, sister."

Winnie blushed, she couldn't help but look away and stammered, "It's too hot, I'd better sleep on the couch."

Channing glanced at the air conditioning control panel, "The room temperature is now 25."

"Really, it's still a little hot, I ......"

She said, struggling to get up, but Channing was one step ahead of her, getting up and moving toward the air conditioning panel, pressing it a few times before Winnie felt a strong, cold breeze hit her.

Channing turned to her and asked, "Is it still hot."

Winnie shivered from the cold, but said stiffly, "A little."

"It'll be ready in a minute."

He returned to the bed and sat beside her.

The man's body temperature was already high, and his arm unintentionally touching hers almost made her shiver.

Winnie moved a little to the side, trying to distance herself from him.

Channing inclined his head to look at her, "Still hot?"

"Yeah, so I'd better get out there ......"

Winnie was just about to stand up when Channing grabbed her arm.

Meanwhile, Winnie couldn't help but sneeze.

and silence

back up and turned the air conditioning up

feeling goose bumps

excuse now, so she could only move back, then lift the corner of

he saw her wrapped up in a ball and curled up on the edge

walked to the other side and

her eyes in a

and

the bed was big

able to maintain a safe distance

Only ......

confirm her thoughts, in just a moment, Channing took her wrist and pulled her into

and put her hand against his chest, "You

whispered, "I'm cold,

Winnie: "......"

of more than ten degrees,

"Then you can raise the air

is

he did

to doubt, he

looked up. The house was dimly lit with

only see

seems to be able to feel his

but misplace her eyes, but just as she

slightly open, unprepared, and let the tip of his

and his body leaned a few inches

kiss, unlike last night's gradual penetration, carried a more invasive and predatory

descended, her breathing became heavier and

and held Channing's arm, "No ...... no,

was low and muffled, "I

fell violently, touching the

pulled her pajamas on and pulled her back into his arms, taking a deep breath, "Go to

you ......

held her waist down and whispered a warning, "I don't have that much control, so stop moving,

not daring to move

does, too, feel some

know how long it took, but Channing let go of her just a little bit and Winnie immediately sat up, "I'd

her back, "If you go sleep on the couch,

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