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

he got an

because her hand was numb. She gradually calmed

that she was sweaty

to take

"I'll go to take a shower. And

long time, Channing said

the bathroom and turned the

evaporation of water

shyness spread all over her

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

noise outside, he threw the tissue

he saw that Winnie wrapped

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

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

from the bathroom, Winnie pulled

craziest thing she had ever done in her

…

morning, Stella opened her eyes and

for almost two days and it got colder

up her phone, looked at the time,

was hugged. Clarence said in

was Sunday today, and they were both at

is a perfect

sleep well last night, so Stella

buried her head into his

they got up,

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

said, "He came two

we all don't need to

"Didn't you tell me to speak less before? Why do

rinsed her mouth. "Sherry and I don't know what to say. I also asked Winnie for help,

was lost

her face, she went out of the bathroom and

a long

about to speak when a weak female voice came from the

paused and asked