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.

her hair with shark clips and

the floor, and when she bent down to pick it

stained with water, almost transparent, and better than

in front of the mirror, looking down at her

the bathroom door, peeked a head out, and

to her was a

it's not

front of her suitcase and

he moved, and there were many small things in bits and pieces,

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

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

her one from the top of the suitcase she

face remained

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

draped over, and

did Winnie withdraw her eyes and look in the far corner of the third suitcase for wrist

basically been packed up by Channing,

a little time to

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

the refrigerator, you see that it is full

silently closed the

to the water when she

a little

be planning to wait until the

table, staring at the glass of milk, a smile

glass into the

original cold Daphne's place, because some of those colorful things, instantly

at her, "Finished with the

tomorrow I come, the time is late, you have to go to the company tomorrow, early

said, "There's not much left, so we'll rest after

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