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

he got an

relief because her hand was numb. She gradually

hand and found that she was

take

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

said in a hoarse

ran into the bathroom and turned the

of water vapor, she was

spread all over

living room,

the tissue into the trash and

Winnie wrapped herself into a ball

his eyes. Before he could say something, Winnie's voice came out from under the quilt, "If you're naughty again, I'll take a taxi

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

bathroom, Winnie pulled down the quilt and

was the craziest thing

…

the morning, Stella opened her eyes and saw

had rained for almost two days and it got colder

her phone, looked at the

waist was hugged. Clarence said in a low and muffled voice, "You

Sunday today, and they

rainy day is

well last

head into his arms, and

up, it

said, "I want to ask Channing to

came two days

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

tell me to speak less before? Why do you

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

was lost for

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

long time before

weak female voice came from

paused and