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.

kept his eyes open. His forehead was covered with

he got an

sigh of relief because her hand was

withdrew her hand and found that she was sweaty all

needed to take a shower

take a shower. And

long time, Channing said

into the bathroom and turned the shower

evaporation of water

spread all

as fast as she could. She ran to the living room,

threw the tissue into the

went out, he saw that Winnie wrapped

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

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

bathroom, Winnie pulled down the

craziest thing she had

…

her eyes and saw

for almost two days and

phone, looked at the time, and found it

in a low and muffled voice, "You don't have to get up

and they were

a rainy day is a perfect

well

buried her head into his arms, and

they got up,

up, Stella said, "I want to ask Channing

"He came two days

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

less

what to say. I also asked Winnie

was lost

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

a long time before it was

just about to speak when a weak female voice came from the other end of the phone,

paused and