Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

For a long time, Channing didn't say anything as he hugged her.

Winnie didn't want to spoil the mood either. But honestly, when there was a bed, could they not squeeze on the sofa?

She whispered, "It's getting late. Why don't you go inside and sleep?"

Channing said, "I can come in and sleep with you if you agree."

Winnie was speechless.

Then it was better not to.

She said, "I'll get you two more quilts."

With that, Winnie tried to get up.

But Channing didn't move, as if he wasn't going to just let her go.

Winnie was puzzled.

Channing stared at her with dark eyes, "Last night ..."

Realizing what he was going to say, Winnie immediately said, "Don't say anything! I thought I told you not to say anything!"

Channing curled his lips covertly, "I know. I won't say anything."

Winnie breathed a sigh of relief, but before she could catch her breath, he had kissed her again.

He was all the more daring than before, kissing and touching her recklessly.

Winnie breathed heavily. When he pushed up her shirt and lowered his head, she tried to reach out to push him but felt numb from the top of her head to her fingertips.

She had absolutely no strength.

Finally, just as she was muddling through, feeling like she was going to disconnect from the world, the clear touch expanded her nerves, making it seem as if the perception of her every organ had expanded hundreds of times.

Channing's kiss landed on her ear. He nibbled gently at her earlobe while his voice was low and hoarse.

"I told you that I won't force you."

I want to make

felt defenseless, just being

her breathing slowly

long time, her breathing subsided and even the sound of the rain outside the window seemed to have

and ran into the bathroom with her face

looked down at his trousers, picked up the remaining half cup of water that had cooled, and tilted his head back to drink

...

three days of continuous rain, Monday was indeed a good

temperature had dropped a lot compared

stood across the studio

his hand on his shoulder, "You've been standing for almost an

a hoarse voice, "She

chance to explain it

help laughing, "That won't be necessary. It's like Stella said that the mistake has been made and it's my problem. What's the point of me explaining? Besides, there's no

look into it for you? Have

few days and it really doesn't seem to matter why anymore. What can

him, "I'm leaving this time and I don't think I'll be back for nearly a few years. I have to trouble you to visit my parents when you’re free. I know my mother has done

"I know.

I'll leave

good trip. Let me know

into his

withdrew his

the studio taking pictures. The light was good today, and

had endorsed, there were still some details of the finished pictures that

at the studio. The stockroom here was almost

see if there

but leaned against the wall

she became serious and rigorous. Her hair was held in place with

the side of her face, making her look

while his eyes lingered on her

probably aware of a gaze that had been following her,

standing a short distance away. He was tall and erect and stood out

was staring at her intently

help but be stunned for a