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.

with shark clips and turned

just taken off on the floor, and when she bent down to pick it up, Winnie suddenly remembered that she seemed

with water, almost transparent, and better

dressed and stood in front of the mirror,

the bathroom door, peeked a head out, and

to her was a

looks like it's

trotted out, crouching in front of her suitcase and

was in a hurry when he moved, and there were many small things in

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

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

handed her one from the top of the suitcase she had just

remained unchanged:

...... go wash it, I'll find

glanced unobtrusively at the hand she was draped over, and after a moment, she

her eyes and look in the far corner of

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

a little time to

opened the refrigerator to pour a glass of

you

closed the refrigerator

she saw a glass of freshly heated milk on

a little

until the temperature is

glass of milk,

glass into the room when Channing

some of

over at her, "Finished

time is late, you have to go

not much left, so we'll rest after

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