Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Donald obviously didn’t expect her to do this. He was astonished for a second.

During this period, he was afraid that Daphne would think he was a playboy or she would thought that he had dirty intention of living with her.

Therefore, he never dared to make any move of crossing the line.

This indeed led to the fact that the relationship between them did not seem to have any actual changes and progress.

And this was also the first time for Daphne to fall in love with someone, and the first time to kiss a man initiatively.

Seeing that Donald had no respond, she thought that her abrupt move made him unhappy. She backed up a little, leaned on the sofa, and subconsciously licked her lips, which seemed to still have a smell that belonged to him.

Daphne blinked her eyes which were moist. Not knowing it’s because of drunkenness or something else, she blushed.

Donald put his hands on the sofa behind her, with his black eyes staring at her, “Why don’t you continue?”

Her voice stuttered, “I... I thought you don’t like it...”

Before she could finish speaking, Donald kissed her lips.

After a sound of “uh”, she stared at him with eyes wide opened for a moment.

Donald whispered, “Close your eyes.”

After his reminder, she slowly closed her eyes.

Donald saw her reaction, little by little, until he finally pried her tongue open.

Perhaps she was braver than usual when she was drunk, Daphne instinctively responded.

Sensing her movement, Donald clasped the back of her head, took off the glasses, threw them aside, deepened his kiss.

Soon Daphne was out of breath.

Donald backed away slightly, then hugged her up and went into his bedroom.

He put her on the bed. But when he was about to take the next step, he met her eyes.

Daphne’s eyes were always strong and bright, full of reason, as if carrying all her dreams and hopes.

was

he was taking advantage

been a week since they have been together. It’s so fast

she was

woke up next morning and regret

scattered clothes and slowly got out of bed, “You...You can

when Daphne grabbed him and looked at

lips and explained, “You’re drunk, just go to

“I’m

Donald was confused.

“I’m used to living alone, and I know where my limit is. So I’ll never drink it

of her and stretched out his finger, “What’s the

know what I’m doing. I may not be as beautiful as your ex-girlfriends,

were like adolescent romance, hovering between her lips but written in her

just one glance, the unspoken words were revealed without

not from the same world. After

would become his girlfriend before she

she also felt the care and warmth

feeling to someone waiting for you at home when you come home from work every

you have loved

acting on his whim, or for other reason. But she

out that he

was really just fooling her around, he could have

She wouldn’t refuse,

But he didn’t.

the contrary, he respected her, and he was a real

more mature

few years ago. But he would engrave his belief deep

of her

she’s still a

that he would pick her up however late, her heart seemed to have

a little more than

When she realized that he was saying that because he didn’t want her to regret it the

cold moonlight but no lights on in the bedroom. The faint moonlight came in from

couldn’t realize, Donald started to kiss her lips again. His fingers clasped her hands, taking