Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

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

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

the ribbon is stained with water, almost

of the mirror, looking down at her

she opened the bathroom door, peeked a head out,

to her

like it's not in the

crouching in front of her suitcase and rummaging for her

and there were many small things in bits

was rummaging through both suitcases, Channing's voice

and blocked

knelt down and handed her one from the

remained unchanged:

...... go wash it,

hand she was draped over, and after a

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

by Channing, leaving some

a little time

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

you

silently closed the

she saw a glass of

still a

the temperature is right before taking

staring at the glass of milk, a smile slowly rising

and washed the glass into the room when Channing

cold Daphne's place, because some of those

at her, "Finished with

or put tomorrow I come, the time is late, you

much left, so