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.

His forehead was covered

he got

sigh of relief because her

her hand and found that

needed to take a shower

"I'll go to take a shower. And you … clean up

Channing said

into the bathroom and

of water vapor, she

spread all over her

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

outside, he threw the tissue into the trash and took a set of

saw that Winnie wrapped herself into a ball on the

his lips and opened his eyes. Before he could say something, Winnie's voice came out from under the quilt, "If you're naughty again,

Channing laughed

the sound of water came from the bathroom, Winnie pulled down the quilt and heaved a

thing she had ever done

…

morning, Stella opened her eyes and

two days and it got colder

up her phone, looked at the time, and found it was

said in a low and

was Sunday today, and they

a rainy day is a perfect

sleep well last

her head into his arms, and closed her

got up, it

up, Stella said, "I want to ask Channing to come over

said, "He came two

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

speak less before? Why do you think so highly of

say. I also asked Winnie for help, but I don't

was lost

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

long time before it

just about to speak when a weak female voice came

and asked