When Channing returned, Winnie was packing her things.

She had to put on makeup and change her clothes this afternoon, so those things were just left in the bedroom.

Channing walked over to her as he rolled up the cuffs of his shirt, picked up the contents of her arms and hung them in the checkroom.

Winnie looked at her empty hand, then at his back, and whispered, "Are your sister and the others gone already."

Channing said, "Hmmm," "Let's go."

Winnie hung her head and resumed her crouch in front of the suitcase.

She looked at all those things inside and didn't know how to pack them for a while.

Channing crouched next to her on one bent knee, "Go ahead and take a shower, I'll take care of these."

"Don't." Winnie took one piece outside and turned her head to look at him, "Go ahead and wash it while I put this ......"

Looking at his slightly raised eyebrow, Winnie was a little annoyed, "What are you smiling at."

"It's nothing." Channing took what she was holding, "It was my fault this time, it won't happen again."

Stella sent him a message before she arrived and he didn't see it.

Winnie: "......"

This is something that she can really be shy about for the rest of her life.

Winnie stood up, "You take it."

Channing's lips curled down, "Good."

She took her pajamas and makeup remover toiletries out of her suitcase and quickly went into the bathroom.

closed the door, secured her hair with shark clips and turned

she finished her shower, she went to get her pajamas and accidentally dropped the ribbon she had just taken off on the floor, and when she bent down to pick it up, Winnie suddenly remembered that

with water, almost transparent, and better than

dressed and stood in front of the mirror, looking down at her scarred

door, peeked a head

to her

looks like it's not in the

out, crouching in front of her suitcase and

many small things in bits

she was rummaging through both suitcases, Channing's voice came from behind

subconsciously brought her wrist down and blocked it with her shirt, "Look

one from the

face remained

go wash it, I'll find

hand she was draped over, and after a moment, she

and look in the far corner

clothes have basically been packed up by Channing, leaving some household items and

do take a little time to set

thirsty, got up and went outside, opened the refrigerator to pour

you see that

closed the refrigerator

when she saw a glass

a little

the temperature

glass of milk, a

milk and washed the glass into the

cold Daphne's place, because some of those

at her,

nodded: "finished drinking, these things, or put tomorrow I come, the time

not much left, so we'll rest

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