Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Meanwhile, Channing drove the car into the basement.

After having the car parked, he turned back to take off Winnie’s seat belt.

Staring at the boy so close to her, Winnie said gently, “I can do it myself.”

With his black eyes fixed on her and the tip of his nose touching her from time to time, Channing said in a slow voice, “Otherwise I am not justified to kiss you.”

Before Winnie could say anything, he lowered his head to bit her lips softly.

The kiss was different from the short one he gave her the night in Stella’s place. With one hand on the side door, Channing gnawed her tongue in mouth gently and warmly.

It was the first time for Winnie to kiss a boy in the basement. With the presence of cars coming in and out, she felt a bit excited. Plus, she was afraid that someone else was watching. Thus she got a bit nervous, the hands on her knees gradually clutching his clothes. Later, her breath became slighter.

Given that the air in the car was already thin and that they were in the basement which was somewhat depressive, Winnie soon got a little bit breathless and dazzled.

Channing stopped and kissed the tip of her nose, saying in a low voice, “Let’s go upstairs.”

Off the car, Channing walked towards Winnie and took her hand naturally.

Winnie didn’t pull her hand out of his. With her eyelashes lowered, she put on a faint smile and followed him.

They were typical of a couple in deep love.

After they had gone, a hint of light emerged at the dark corner of the basement.

A man in black jacket and wearing a black baseball cap was standing there. He stared at the direction to which they left, and threw the cigarette butt on the ground before he stepped on it.

…

Winnie took his clothes from the laundry and handed it to Channing, “You take a shower first. I should have my hair washed and my makeup removed. And I would also do some skin care. It may take one or two hours.”

Occasionally he also lived here for some days so his clothes had crept into her wardrobe.

Channing took the clothes and asked, “Do you have to work tomorrow?”

Winnie replied, “I have to have lunch with a producer.

“I only have one class tomorrow afternoon. Shall we go to the movies together?”

the bathroom, “Let’s talk about it later. You hurry up. It’s already very late now. I still want to sleep early

lying on the bed, Winnie was unable to

didn’t know why she couldn’t help feeling

would end up being

while, she got up to get

still awake with a laptop before him. She asked, “You couldn’t fall

it’s just group

hadn’t heard the word “group homework” for years so she walked towards Channing with a cup

which

Winnie fell into silence.

to understand, “Well, then fighting! I will go and read

she felt

his jew to point at the clock, “You said you want to sleep

“I couldn’t fall asleep. Don’t bother.

her to sit down beside him, “If you couldn’t fall asleep, then stay with me for

a glimpse at the screen

over with

might outperform her script in making her

Channing put the blanket

the sound of keyboard was

Winnie stared at the back of Channing. Then a slight smile climbed on

handsome and sturdy boy. O

was extremely comfortable to the ears or the boring data hypnotized her brain,

something was leaning

turned back to find Winnie

placed her head on his

She moved a bit before she got

look at her, a sense of warmth

he fixed his gaze on his

…

herself on the bed. She

bedroom and found Channing was not

of milk on the table, which was still warm. Beside it

to class. See you