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.

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

she had just taken off on the floor, and when she bent down to

the ribbon is stained with water, almost transparent, and

front of the mirror, looking

bathroom door, peeked a head out, and tentatively voiced,

her

like it's

exhaled and trotted out, crouching in front of her suitcase and rummaging for her wrist

small things in

rummaging through both suitcases, Channing's voice

her wrist down and blocked it with her

the top of the suitcase she had just

face remained

she continued, "You ...... go wash it, I'll find it

unobtrusively at the hand she was draped over, and

her eyes and look in the far corner of the third suitcase for wrist guards to

packed up by Channing, leaving some household

a

went outside, opened the refrigerator to pour a glass of ice

refrigerator, you see that

closed the refrigerator door

water when she saw

a little

planning to wait until the

at the table, staring at the glass of milk, a smile

Winnie finished her milk and washed the glass into

place, because some of those colorful things, instantly become

at her, "Finished

or put tomorrow I come, the time is late,

much left, so we'll rest after we

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