Chapter 1130 Shouldn't be cold anymore

When Winnie slowly emerged from the bathroom, the living room was silent, with only a single wall lamp to dispel the darkness. She took two steps forward and quietly opened the door to the guest room, where Noah was ripe and breathing evenly. Winnie closed the door again. Why don't she just sleep on the couch? If Noah gets up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and sees her, there's always an excuse. Just as Winnie was about to head into the living room, the master bedroom door opened behind her, and Channing wrapped his arms around her waist and carried her back to her room. Before Winnie had time to react, the person was already lying on the bed. Channing hung above her body, palm holding her wrist, his eyes moving from her eyes, slowly to his lips, he spoke unhurriedly, "Where do you want to go at this late hour, sister." Winnie blushed, she couldn't help but look away and stammered, "It's too hot, I'd better sleep on the couch." Channing glanced at the air con