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.

eyes open. His forehead was

got an

heaved a sigh of relief because her hand was numb. She gradually calmed

her hand and found that

needed to take a shower

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

a long time, Channing said in a

the bathroom and turned the

the evaporation of water

shyness spread all

ran to the living room, lay down on the sofa, and covered her head with

he threw the tissue into

saw that Winnie wrapped herself into a

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

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

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

happened tonight was the craziest thing she had ever

…

morning, Stella opened her

for almost two days and it got

phone, looked at the time, and

wanted to get up, her waist was hugged. Clarence said in a low and muffled voice, "You

Sunday today, and

rainy day is a perfect

Clarence didn't sleep well

her head into

up, it

the bathroom, while washing up, Stella said, "I want to ask Channing

"He came two

to work. If possible, I

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

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

lost

went out of the bathroom and picked

for a long

a weak female voice came

paused and