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.

hair with shark

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

water, almost

front of the mirror, looking

bathroom door,

her was a

it's not

in front of her suitcase and rummaging for her wrist

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

suitcases, Channing's voice

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

one from the top of the suitcase she had just

face remained unchanged: "Not

go wash it, I'll find it

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

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

been packed up by

take a little time to

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

when you open the refrigerator, you see that it is

closed the refrigerator door

get to the water when she saw a glass of freshly heated

still a little

planning to wait until the temperature is right before taking it

staring at the glass of milk, a smile slowly rising on

the glass into the room when Channing had put all her makeup

because some of those colorful things, instantly

looked over at her,

or put tomorrow I come, the time is late, you have to go

not much left, so we'll

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