Winnie looked away from him and stared at the clothes, “The T-shirt is wet. But the last time I touched it was still…”

Before she finished, she saw some water stains on the cloth.

Winnie fetched the cloth and murmured, “What have you done to it?”

Channing answered in a low voice, “I have no idea.”

In the past Winnie would let him put it on. He was a young man after all.

But this time he caught a cold, and it had been cold recently.

She put the cloth on her arm and said to Channing, “You just sit there. I will dry it with a blower.”

Channing nodded.

Winnie walked towards the bathroom. But before she entered it, she stopped and strode to the bedroom quietly. With a thin blanket she came out and handed it to him, “Take it on.”

Channing took it and was about to put it aside. But as Winnie was staring at him, he unfolded blanket and put it on his shoulder silently.

But there was still nothing to cover his front.

Winnie got closer and pulled the corners of the blanket to make it fit him tightly before she said contently, “Great. Now you sit here until I come out.”

Channing looked at her, “Any rewards?”

Winnie was made confused by his words. Looking at his black eyes she was seized by a sense of tranquility mixed with her desire and passion.

After a while she realized what he was implying. The she got a little bit flushed and said, “I will have the cloth dried for you. That’s the reward!”

Then she entered the bathroom quickly and turned on the blower.

There were only a few water stains on the cloth and the cloth was not as wet as the hoodie she wore last night.

A few minutes later the cloth had gotten quite warm.

Winnie unfolded the cloth and touched it with her face. Only after she was sure it was completely dry did she handed it out to Channing, “You put it on first. I will wash the one you took off.”

After putting the wet cloth into the washing machine, Winnie stood up and clapped her hands. Now he didn’t need to worry about that.

Wait…

Why did she wash the clothes for him, and now he had one more cloth left here?

Winnie stood in the laundry for a few seconds and she got a bit headache.

Well, at least it would be better than a naked boy standing before her.

When she got back to the living room, Channing had put on his cloth and was sitting there watching the television.copy right hot novel pub