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

turned the air

nose, feeling goose

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

in a ball and curled up on the edge

and he walked to the

closed her eyes

over and turned off the

the

and was able to maintain a

Only ......

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

opened her eyes unawares and put her

"I'm cold,

Winnie: "......"

blown against the cold air of more than ten degrees, can not be

whispered, "Then you can raise the air conditioner

is

that he

doubt, he

The house was

see his blurred

Winnie somehow seems to be able to feel his

just as she

her jaw slightly open, unprepared, and let the tip of his tongue

clasped hers, and his body leaned a

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

gradually descended,

pain coming from her chest, Winnie woke up abruptly and held

voice was low and

violently, touching the cold air to her skin and shivering

her back into

to get out, "So you ...... shouldn't be cold anymore,

and whispered a warning, "I

not daring

does, too, feel some

don't know how long it took, but Channing let go of her just a little bit and Winnie

you go sleep on the couch, I'll finish what I didn't

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