Chapter 1152
Winnie this sleep is very deep, until the sunset, only slowly turn awake.
She stretched out and felt much morefortable than before.
At that moment, Channing''s voice came from beside him, "Better."
Winnie froze, then nodded, "That''s better."
Channing''s palm was over her forehead and the temperature was normal.
He said, "Don''t blow any more wind after you drink."
Winnie silent, there is no possibility that it has nothing to do with drinking and blowing wind, butst
night too much sweat it ......
Of course this is not something she could have said out loud.
Winnie sat up slowly, "Let''s go out to dinner, I want to go for a walk after sleeping all day."
Channing said, "Good."
As night falls, the heat fades from the entire city and the evening breeze is cool andfortable.
As Winnie and Channing walked down the street, she tilted her head, pulled down her mask, and took
a deep breath, "Finally it''s not as hot as it was before."
Channing said, "It''s fall."
"Yeah oh, I forgot about that."
But no matter what, this hot summer is considered to be over.
Not far ahead is a long night market, probably because of the cooler weather, which is bustling with
people again.
Winnie pulled Channing along, and along the way, the lights were bright and the stalls on either side
were filled with new and interesting things.
Channing turned his head to look at her, "I thought you wouldn''t like crowds."
Winnie said, "Who said I don''t like it? In the past, it was because there were always private students
and the media following me, so it was inconvenient to go to crowded ces, and I was afraid of being
recognized, so I had to stop going."
"Now what?"
"There''s not much media following me now, and it''s generally not easy to be recognized at night ......".
Before Winnie could say anything, someone next to her whispered and discussed, "Is that Winnie?"
Companion echoed: "A little like eh, she lives around here?"
"I don''t know, why don''t we go ask."
Winnie: "......"
She immediately pulled Channing and ran off at a faster pace.
It shouldn''t be, she used toe here by herself at night to hang out, and not once was she ever
recognized.
Winnie looked at the tall, handsome wolfdog beside her, even with a mask and hat on, and thought the
problem must be with him.
It''s too attention-grabbing.
Noticing her gaze, Channing met her gaze and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Winnie withdrew her eyes and coughed, "It''s almost time to go, let''s go back."
When I got home, it was still early too.
Winnie was just about to say she was going to read the script for a while when Channing said, "You
promised mest time that you would watch the movie with me."
She did forget.
Winnie sat down in the couch and turned on the TV with the remote control, "What do you want to
watch."
Channing took the remote control from her and selected a foreign romance film.
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This film is a ssic, and there are even more ambiguous moments in it.
Winnie was watching without distraction at first, but gradually, the sound of tiny gasps on the TV, filled
the entire living room, and she couldn''t sit still any longer.
She made an excuse to avert her eyes, "I''m going to get a ss of water ......"
However, Winnie had just gotten up when her wrist was yanked.
The next second, she was sitting on Channing''sp.
Winnie''s eyes widened slightly, "You ......"
The rest of the unspoken words were swallowed up in full.
Channing palms her back and presses her against himself, his teeth nibbling delicately at her lower lip
and sucking gently again.
But after a few moments, Winnie felt overwhelmed, craning her neck up as his thin lips moved
downward, her fingers clenched together.
The movie behind them is still ying, and it hase to the point where the hero and heroine are
forced to break up and tear their hearts out, but ...... no one cares anymore.
Channing''s voice sounded next to her ear, his breath warm and imcable as he said, "Would you
make a movie like that, sister."
"I ...... I didn''t shoot it."
Winnie is still quite professional ethics, if there is a need in the work for the art of this degree of
dedication, she can shoot, but now the scale is bing more and more stringent, even if the shot can
not pass the trial, so have not encountered such scenes ......
"What aboutter."
"See the director''s request at ......."
She almost broke into tune.
Winnie fingertips are trembling, her hand weakly on his shoulder, breathing disorderly: "You ...... you do
not bite ......"
His voice was a little slurred, "Ouch?"
"No. ......"
Winnie felt like she was going crazy, trying to get him to stop, but waspletely unable to get him to
do anything.
She struggled to stay awake and calm, her fingers clenched, barely speaking: "It should not be filmed,
not now, and even less in the future."
Hearing this answer, Channing seemed satisfied and finally let her go.
Winnie exhaled, feeling like she had gotten her life back, dripping with sweat.
Channing said, "How many days are left in your y performance?"
"Not for a few days, the weekend."
"Can I go visit the ss."
"...... can''t." Winnie was afraid he would mess up again, her body shrank a little into his arms and
whispered, "I''ll be back in a few days, and you can have time for Noah, L and Lele."
"They don''t need mypany."
Winnie said without thinking, "Yes! You''re their uncle, how can you not go see them all the time."
Channing asked again, "So how many days will you be back."
"A week? Five days? Or three or four days ......"
"Two days for the y, and I''ll pick you up if you''re not back on Monday."
Winnie: "......"
Channing took the remote control and turned off the TV and carried her back to her room.