Winnie's mind was blank. The loose T-shirt slipped off her shoulders, showing two hickeys on her
collarbone. She kept breathing heavily.
She licked her lips, slowly sat up, and kept the weaves on the T-shirt tight. She wanted to say
something but felt that her throat was a little dry, so she picked up a glass of water and drank a few
mouthfuls.
Winnie coughed. "You go to the bedroom. I'll be fine here…"
Before she could finish her words, her wrist was grabbed.
Channing directly pulled her into the bedroom.
Even when Winnie was pressed on the bed and wrapped up tightly, she didn't figure out what was
going on.
It was different from what she had thought.
She turned her head and saw that Channing was lying with his back to her. Winnie couldn't help but
ask, "Do you feel cold?"
Channing replied, "No. I feel very hot."
After staring at the ceiling for a few seconds, Winnie turned around, got rid of the quilt, and covered
Winnie with it.
Channing didn't move, but Winnie could feel that he was trembling.
After covering him with the quilt, Winnie put her hand on his waist.
Channing froze and heard her soft and muffled voice, "Be good."
Winnie closed her eyes, lifted his clothes, caressed his abs, and put her hand into his sweatpants.
When she held his private part, Channing groaned.
Winnie's voice was shaking. "Don't say anything. Just be quiet."
She thought she must be crazy. Her head asked her to stop, but she was overwhelmed by instinct. She
lost her mind.
She knew why Channing had stopped. He would never force her to do anything she didn't like.
But that's what made her feel sorry and guilty for him. She loved him even more.
She was willing to do anything for him.
In the darkness, everything should have been silent, but the rain kept tapping on the windows, dull and
noisy.
To a certain extent, it covered up Channing's and Winnie's heavy breaths.
In the darkness, Channing kept his eyes open. His forehead was covered with sweat and every vein on
his neck bulged.
Finally, he got an orgasm.
Winnie heaved a sigh of relief because her hand was numb. She gradually calmed down.
She withdrew her hand and found that she was sweaty all over her body.
She needed to take a shower again.
She lifted the quilt. "I'll go to take a shower. And you … clean up yourself."
After a long time, Channing said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."
Winnie ran into the bathroom and turned the shower on.
With the evaporation of water vapor, she was flushed.
The shyness spread all over her body.
Winnie finished the shower as fast as she could. She ran to the living room, lay down on the sofa, and
covered her head with the quilt.
In the bedroom, when Channing heard the noise outside, he threw the tissue into the trash and took a
set of clothes from the closet.
When he went out, he saw that Winnie wrapped herself into a ball on the sofa.
Channing pursed his lips and opened his eyes. Before he could say something, Winnie's voice came
out from under the quilt, "If you're naughty again, I'll take a taxi home."
After looking at her for a few minutes, Channing laughed silently to himself, turned around, and went
into the bathroom.
Until the sound of water came from the bathroom, Winnie pulled down the quilt and heaved a sigh of
relief.
What happened tonight was the craziest thing she had ever done in her life.
…
In the morning, Stella opened her eyes and saw the drizzle outside.
It had rained for almost two days and it got colder and colder.
Stella picked up her phone, looked at the time, and found it was 9 a.m.
When she wanted to get up, her waist was hugged. Clarence said in a low and muffled voice, "You
don't have to get up so early."
It was Sunday today, and they were both at home.
Besides, a rainy day is a perfect time to sleep.
Furthermore, Clarence didn't sleep well last night, so Stella agreed.
She turned around, buried her head into his arms, and closed her eyes.
When they got up, it was almost noon.
In the bathroom, while washing up, Stella said, "I want to ask Channing to come over for dinner
tonight."
Clarence said, "He came two days ago."
"You know what happened that day. It is Sunday today, so we all don't need to work. If possible, I want
you to talk with him. I think you can persuade him."
Clarence raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you tell me to speak less before? Why do you think so highly of
me now?"
Stella rinsed her mouth. "Sherry and I don't know what to say. I also asked Winnie for help, but I don't
know if she succeeds. Anyway, I have no choice."
Clarence was lost for words.
Stella pushed him out of the way. After washing her face, she went out of the bathroom and picked up
her phone to dial Channing's number.
It rang for a long time before it was answered.
Stella was just about to speak when a weak female voice came from the other end of the phone,
"Hello…"
Stella paused and asked tentatively, "Winnie?"
"…"
After a few seconds of silence, the phone was hung up.
Stella stared at her phone and raised her eyebrows.
After about five minutes later, her phone rang.
Channing's voice came from the other end, "What's wrong?"
Stella poured water while saying, "Nothing serious. Would do you like to come over for dinner tonight?"
A few seconds later, Channing said, "Yes."
Stella added, "You can ask Winnie to come with you so that I don't need to call her again."
Channing answered, "Got it."
After hanging up the phone, Stella texted Sherry and asked her to come over for dinner.
On second thoughts, Stella decided not to call Daniel.
She was afraid that Daniel would remind Channing of William.
It was not a good time to talk about this.
However, Stella didn't expect that Daniel was sitting next to Sherry now.
When Sherry texted Stella, she said to Daniel, "My parents ask you to serve me breakfast, but it's
noon."
Daniel inadvertently glanced at her phone screen, looked away, and coughed before saying, "Because
I'm too responsible. Now that they ask me to look after you, I'm willing to serve you breakfast, lunch,
and dinner. Besides, it is raining outside, so it will take a long time to get food delivered."
"But I can eat at Stella's home."
"Clarence will drive you out."
Words failed Sherry.
She looked up at Daniel and thought he was right.
Daniel pushed the lunch box closer to her, "Take it, or it will get cold."
Sherry pouted. On second thoughts, she didn't want to waste the food.
She put down her phone and opened the lunch box.
The food inside looked so tasty and they were all her favorites.
Sherry had just taken a bite when Daniel asked, "Can I go with you tonight?"
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