Chapter 1150 Looks like he still has some reservations

It rained outside the window at some point, and the fine raindrops smashed on the glass, making a dull knocking sound one after another. All the heat piled up inside the house, and it was all humid between breaths. Winnie climbed helplessly onto Channing's shoulders with her hands and leaned back into the couch, allowing his lips to travel around her collarbone. Everywhere she went, her fingertips trembled. Fingers unconsciously curled and clenched. Channing kissed the corner of her lips as he picked her up and headed for the bedroom. The feeling of her body suddenly vacating makes her unconsciously, clench his moon want. Channing paused in his steps. Realizing what she had done, Winnie tried to step back when Channing grabbed her back and held her in his arms: "If you move, you're going to fall on the floor." Winnie didn't say anything, lowering her eyelashes, not even daring to look him in the eye. Back in the bedroom, Channing laid her on the bed and leaned down to look at