Mr. Conrad Proposes To His Ex-wife Again

Stella was tingled by his bites.

It was different from before, especially with the contrast of the two babies eating, causing the man a little eviler.

Also harder.

Stella frowned in pain, pounding his shoulder, annoyed, "Stop. Noah will eat."

Clarence then slowed down, and after a few seconds, he raised his head and licked the corner of his lips, "He doesn't need it."

Stella was speechless and didn't know how he could say this aloud.

"You are even thirty..."

Before she could finish her words, her lips were blocked by him.

Clarence wrapped the back of her head to press her back onto the bed. His tongue quickly opened her mouth, kissing her deeply as if he wanted to swallow her.

Stella had not been kissed by him like this for a long time and was overwhelmed. Her hands could only place on his shoulders.

After the long kiss, Clarence rested his forehead against hers, "Baby, remember what I have said?"

Stella didn't answer immediately.

During her pregnancy, he had threatened her countlessly.

How could she forget?

She slightly turned her head sideways with an uneven breath, "You say so many things every day. How can I remember? I'll get a recorder to save it all. I..."

Clarence kissed her again to interrupt her.

He did not give her time to adapt. His fingers gradually went down, which made her repeatedly shiver.

Clarence restrained a lot since Stella was pregnant. Especially during her pregnancy, he only slept with her every night, no other actions.

Even if he occasionally asked her to help him out in various fancy ways.

Not once, like this, had the intention been so obvious.

was telling her that

much more sensitive, and his

wrapped around his neck, tilting her head in

of the trees blown by the

was indistinct, casting several

had just been fed and slept in their cots,

be gentle?

voice was

Stella was speechless.

her up a moment later, "Go to the

no more

Stella felt that she was going to

Clarence whisper, his breath warm,

with her

shoulder and continued her moves under, answering directly with

bathroom, and by

exhausted that

small blanket

smell of cigarette before getting to bed, hugging

...

the

his arms, frowning as if he was considering

this, Dolores hurried over, "What are you

"They keep crying."

"They must be hungry.

against his

about to say, "There are leftovers from yesterday. Feed them

fridge to get milk

to say that he was too willful, but she finally kept

elder, she couldn't say much about the

had been fed, they quieted down,

him, "Take it and wash it. Noah is about to wake up. I'll go and dress

raised his eyebrows slightly and

yawn, seeing him bending over slightly, washing the milk bottles