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

relief because her hand

found that she was

needed to take a shower

"I'll go to take a shower. And

Channing said

ran into the bathroom and turned the shower

of water

shyness spread all over her

ran to the living room, lay down on the sofa, and covered

he threw the tissue into the trash

he went out, he saw that Winnie wrapped herself into a ball

his eyes. Before he could say something, Winnie's voice came out from

a few minutes, Channing laughed silently to himself, turned around, and went into the

Winnie pulled down the quilt

the craziest thing

…

her eyes and saw the

rained for almost two days

at the

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

was Sunday today, and they were

rainy day is a perfect

sleep well

around, buried her head into his

got up, it

Stella said, "I want to ask Channing to come over for dinner

came two

that day. It is Sunday today, so we all don't need to work. If possible, I want you to talk with him. I think you can persuade

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

know what to say. I also asked Winnie for help, but I don't know if she succeeds. Anyway, I have no

was lost

the way. After washing her face, she went out of the

for a long time

when a weak female voice came from the

and asked