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 eyes open. His forehead was covered with sweat and every vein

he got an

sigh of relief because her hand

withdrew her hand and found that she was sweaty all over

take

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

Channing said in a

into the bathroom

of water vapor,

all over

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

tissue into the trash and took a

that Winnie

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

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

from the bathroom, Winnie pulled down the quilt and heaved a sigh of

was the craziest thing

…

opened her eyes and

had rained for almost two days and it

her phone, looked at the time, and

hugged. Clarence said in a low

Sunday today, and they

a rainy day is

Clarence didn't sleep well last

her head into his arms, and closed her

got up, it

washing up, Stella said, "I want to ask Channing

"He came two

don't need to work. If possible, I want you to talk with him.

his eyebrows, "Didn't you tell me to speak less

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

lost for

way. After washing her face, she went out of

for a long time

when a weak female voice came from the other end of the

and asked