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.

forehead was covered with sweat and every vein on his neck

he got

heaved a sigh of relief because her hand was numb.

that

to take a

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

time, Channing said in a

into the bathroom and turned the

evaporation of water vapor,

all

ran to the living room, lay down on the

heard the noise outside, he threw the tissue into the trash and took a set of clothes from

Winnie wrapped herself into a ball

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

at her for a few minutes, Channing laughed silently to himself, turned

Winnie pulled down the quilt

was the craziest thing she had

…

her eyes

rained for almost two days and it

phone, looked at the

to get up, her waist was hugged. Clarence said in a low and muffled voice, "You don't have to get up

Sunday today, and

day is a perfect time

well last night, so Stella

turned around, buried her head into his arms, and closed her

up, it was almost

bathroom, while washing up, Stella said, "I want to ask Channing to come over for dinner

"He came two days

need to work. If possible, I want you to talk with him. I think

tell me to speak less before? Why do you think so highly of

asked

lost for

went out of

for a long

a weak female voice came from the other end of the

and asked tentatively,