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

got

sigh of relief because her

hand and found that she was sweaty all

take a shower

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

Channing said

bathroom and

water vapor, she

shyness spread all over her

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

outside, he threw the tissue into the

out, he saw that Winnie wrapped herself into a

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

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

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

happened tonight was the craziest thing

…

the morning, Stella opened her eyes and saw

two days

the time, and

she wanted to get up, her waist was hugged. Clarence said in a low and muffled voice, "You don't have to get up so

was Sunday today, and they were

is a perfect time to

sleep well

turned around, buried her head into his arms, and closed

they got up, it

while washing up, Stella said, "I want

came two

Sunday today, so we all don't need to work. If possible, I want you

his eyebrows, "Didn't you tell me to speak less before? Why do you think so highly

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

lost for

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

rang for a long time

was just about to speak when a weak female voice came from the

paused and asked tentatively,