Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

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.

open. His forehead was covered with sweat and every vein on his

he got an

of relief because her hand was numb. She

that

needed to take a shower

lifted the quilt. "I'll go to take a

long time, Channing said in

ran into the bathroom and turned the shower

water vapor, she was

spread all over

could. She ran to the living room, lay down on the sofa, and covered her head with

outside, he threw the tissue into the trash and took

went out, he saw that Winnie wrapped herself into a

Winnie's voice came out from under the quilt, "If you're naughty again, I'll take

a few minutes, Channing laughed silently

bathroom, Winnie pulled down the quilt and heaved

craziest thing she had ever

…

her eyes

had rained for almost two days and it got colder and

phone, looked at the time,

said in a low and muffled voice, "You don't have

was Sunday today, and

day is a perfect time to

sleep well last

her head into

they got up, it

washing up, Stella said, "I want

came two

know what happened that day. It is Sunday today, so we all don't need to work. If possible, I

raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you tell me to speak less before? Why do you

I also asked Winnie for help,

was lost

pushed him out of the way. After washing her face, she went out of the bathroom and picked

a long time before it was

a weak female voice came

paused and