For breakfast Channing made bean sprout soup to quench the wine...

Winnie was halfway through her meal when she suddenly noticed Channing's suitcase in the living room. She choked coldly and her eyes widened, "Why did you bring your suitcase too?"

Channing pulled a piece of paper and wiped the soup stains from her mouth, "I'm staying here for the next few months too."

Winnie: "?"

Channing said, "I've seen it, and the hotel is not far from the office."

"It's not a matter of far or not far, how can someone put it at home and not live, run to stay in a hotel, you ......"

"Are you not wanting to stay with me."

Winnie: "......"

How she somehow felt, he said this sentence like some aggrieved look.

Winnie suddenly slowed her tone, "I didn't mean it that way."

Channing bowed his head and ate his breakfast, "That'll do, I've contacted the hotel, no outsiders will be let in and no one will be photographed."

Winnie still tried to struggle a little more, moved forward a few minutes closer, whispered: "I live in the hotel because the crew has rules, and the convenience of commuting every day, if there is a choice, I am definitely still willing to stay at home, or so, I go back one day a week can it, the crew I go to communicate, there will be no problem. "

Channing looked up at her, "But I don't want to be separated from you for a day."

Winnie met his gaze, her eyes blinked, and finally lost: "...... line."

Compared to Channing's previous occasional nasty calls to her sister, or gave her plenty of security, what she can't stand, is his simple and straightforward way.

have refused

the doorbell rang, Winnie thought it was the assistant calling her, she was about to get up, Channing was

Winnie sat down again.

door, instead of Winnie's assistant, stood Francis, carrying breakfast and with a headache

and made a point of looking

looked at Channing again and smiled knowingly,

around his chest, and looked at him coldly:

her

to go inside

up to stop him,

I

signaling that

go back

time, Winnie also finally finished her breakfast quickly and ran over, she stood behind Channing:

too much to drink yesterday, thanks to the antidote Ms. Truman sent, and I'm

twice: "It's nothing, you're welcome, it's me who should thank you for helping me block the drinks last night, are you ......

antidote you sent, otherwise

so what, I've already

been talking apart, he said, "Ms.

Winnie: "......"

Francis: "So now you can be a star

Francis: "......"

is not short, a meter eight head

play basketball, or when you have time to

Channing didn't refuse: "Okay."

somehow choking. She pulled Channing back a little and said to him, "You go back

turned around, she said to Francis again, "Excuse me, he's not my brother, he's my boyfriend, he brought my

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