Winnie this sleep is very deep, until the sunset, only slowly turn awake.

She stretched out and felt much more comfortable than before.

At that moment, Channing's voice came from beside him, "Better."

Winnie froze, then nodded, "That's better."

Channing's palm was over her forehead and the temperature was normal.

He said, "Don't blow any more wind after you drink."

Winnie silent, there is no possibility that it has nothing to do with drinking and blowing wind, but last night too much sweat it ......

Of course this is not something she could have said out loud.

Winnie sat up slowly, "Let's go out to dinner, I want to go for a walk after sleeping all day."

Channing said, "Good."

As night falls, the heat fades from the entire city and the evening breeze is cool and comfortable.

As Winnie and Channing walked down the street, she tilted her head, pulled down her mask, and took a deep breath, "Finally it's not as hot as it was before."

Channing said, "It's fall."

"Yeah oh, I forgot about that."

But no matter what, this hot summer is considered to be over.

Not far ahead is a long night market, probably because of the cooler weather, which is bustling with people again.

Winnie pulled Channing along, and along the way, the lights were bright and the stalls on either side were filled with new and interesting things.

Channing turned his head to look at her, "I thought you wouldn't like crowds."

like it? In the past, it was because there were always private students and the media following me, so it was inconvenient to go to crowded places, and I

"Now what?"

now, and it's generally not

could say anything, someone next to

"A little like

why don't we

Winnie: "......"

ran off at

by herself at night to hang out, and not once was she ever

with a mask and hat on, and

It's too attention-grabbing.

gaze, Channing met her gaze and raised his

eyes and coughed, "It's almost time

it was still early

for a while when Channing said, "You promised me last time that

She did forget.

on the TV with the remote control, "What do you

control from her and selected a

there

distraction at first, but gradually, the sound of tiny gasps on the TV, filled the

excuse to avert her eyes, "I'm going to get

gotten up when her wrist

she was sitting on

eyes widened

of the unspoken words

and presses her against himself, his teeth nibbling delicately at her lower lip and

her neck up as his thin lips moved downward, her fingers clenched

behind them is still playing, and it has come to the point where the hero and

breath warm and implacable as he said, "Would you make a movie

I didn't shoot

the art of this degree of dedication, she can shoot, but now the scale is becoming more and more stringent, even if the shot can not pass the trial, so have

"What about later."

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