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

suddenly felt that he was taking

have been together. It’s so fast

she was also

she woke up next morning and

quickly pulled up her scattered clothes and slowly got out of bed, “You...You can just sleep

leave when Daphne grabbed him

his lips and explained, “You’re drunk, just

“I’m

Donald was confused.

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

in front of her and

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

you” were like adolescent romance, hovering between

one glance, the unspoken words were

about this. Because she knew that they were not from the same world. After so many years, she could meet him again and

never imagine that she would become his girlfriend

also felt the care and warmth she had

happy feeling to someone waiting for you at home

one was someone you have

or for other reason. But she never wanted anything from him. She just trusted him instinctively, without

turned out that

just fooling her around, he could have

She wouldn’t refuse,

But he didn’t.

contrary, he respected her,

to be much more

what he had said a few years ago. But he would engrave his belief

of

she’s still

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

a little more than

was dizzy all over. When she realized that he was saying that because he didn’t want her to regret it the next morning. So, she was saying these

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

to kiss her lips again. His fingers clasped her hands, taking