When the little one fell asleep, Winnie gently tucked him in and went out of the room.

She looked at the time and it was almost ten o'clock.

Channing hasn't come back yet.

Winnie moved her arms, which she hadn't exercised much lately, and took out her yoga mat from the storage room, ready to relax her body.

Winnie turns on her phone, plays soothing music, and lies calmly on her yoga mat, sitting in flat support.

She used to be able to basically do about three minutes, but this time, less than a minute, it was a little hard to hold on.

Winnie tried several times in succession, one after the other for shorter periods of time.

She simply sat cross-legged, exhaled, unscrewed the water next to her and drank.

It may be the reason that the weather is too hot, always a little restless, always quiet.

Winnie slowly finished her bottle of water, and just as she was about to take a shower and go to bed, the sound of the door opening came.

Winnie's body rubbed up a little and tilted her head to look over.

Channing met her gaze, his eyes sweeping over her body, his eyebrows raised slightly, "Waiting for me?"

Winnie sniffed, couldn't help but misplace her gaze and said vaguely, "I'm practicing yoga, have you ...... you eaten yet?"

"Eat up."

When Channing approached, Winnie smelled a faint odor of alcohol on him.

Winnie subconsciously asked, "Did you go to a dinner party tonight."

Channing sat down on the couch next to her and mumbled softly.

Winnie was about to say something else when Channing said, "No more practice?"

Winnie responded, "Oh, I ...... I'm almost done practicing and am getting ready for bed."

She said, and tried to get up.

Channing took her wrist and spoke in a low voice, "Noah's asleep?"

"Sleeping." Winnie thought about it and thought she should report to his uncle about the little one's whereabouts today, she said, "I took Noah out to dinner with Aimee today. ."

you were close to

known her since I

you meet

Winnie: "......"

don't they have

Channing's wrist was forced and Winnie

up at him, forgetting what she had

her gaze and

was still waiting

to get out of his arms while saying, "Just

"Has he been looking

more." Winnie saw that he had no intention of releasing her and repeated seriously,

if he had never existed as a human being this

comes back to you,

pursed her lips and whispered, "I can fix

don't have to waste your

not waste your time on him even more, your business is much more important

lips curled down and he looked at

uncomfortable by his look and tried to get up again, but was held by him around

anything, he had already lifted her chin and kissed

taste of wine

kiss wasn't deep, Channing just took her lips and sucked on them little

makes Winnie

shirt on Channing's chest with her hand, feeling her lower lip

her breath was slightly panting, "Are

his angle,

her, resting his jaw

drunk three times awake, and

how many minutes were

Winnie: "......"

saying so, she knew instantly

often lately, I don't know which time

she speaks, she tries to push Channing out of his

never thought it would work

for a moment, she

front of the mirror and touched her swollen and numb lips with her hand,

It's too tough.

a little sleepless,

for a while and asked in a small voice, "Are you not feeling well? I'd better go

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