Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Stella's eyes curved into a crescent moon as she hugged his neck. She raised her head and pressed it against his thin lips, her breath gentle. "Happy New Year."

Clarence's pupils reflected the colorful fireworks outside the window. He stared at her, his gaze gradually burning.

It was impossible for Stella not to know what he meant.

She pushed him and whispered, "Hey, your injury hasn't healed yet. What are you thinking about..."

Before Stella could finish her words, her lips were sealed.

Clarence stroked the back of her neck with his palm, his lips and tongue encroaching on her.

When they reached the bedroom, Clarence placed her on the bed and rubbed his nose against hers. "I calculated the time. It has been three months."

Stella was speechless.

His mind was all about these messy things. It would be strange if he could rest well.

"The doctor said no."

Clarence's eyebrows moved slightly as if he wanted to say something.

Stella looked at him, afraid that he would say, 'I asked Archer, and he said yes.'

She quickly swept her eyes down. "Mr. Conrad, do you think you can do it?"

He had even got shot in the leg.

Clarence lowered his voice a little. "Let's give it a try."

Stella snapped, "Yeah right!"

Between the two of them, one was a pregnant woman, and the other got injured.

How could he have thought of that?

Just as Stella was about to get up, Clarence grabbed her wrist and pushed her back. "Be reasonable. How long do you think I can endure after you treated me like that in the hospital?"

"You deserve it."

Hearing this, Clarence's tone softened a little. "Yes, I deserve it. But since you have forgiven me, shouldn't you compensate me a little?"

He was impossible, wasn't he?

person could make sense

His gaze immediately met hers, and his eyebrows moved slightly. His intentions

want it,"

thought that Clarence would not let her go just like that, but a few seconds later,

was sinking into anger, he said

said last time that she would have

account the time

help but feel that it was a

go to sleep. I'm

in a low

at the

take

"Not leaving?" Clarence asked.

asked, "What

tongue pressed against his teeth, and his left hand propped up on the bed.

not speak. Instead of pulling the door back,

you really not

"Cut the crap."

front of him, lowered her head,

shrank. Taking advantage of the time when Stella was

continue like this, I

ignored him and kissed his lips again. Her hand also went down and pulled his shirt out of

rarely took the

almost always

gradually rose. Clarence put his hand on her waist and was very willing to cooperate with her every

Stella's lips left his lips and slowly went down, his smiling eyes became dark

he grabbed her shoulder and said in a low

pregnant, Clarence had never made such a

and her face was slightly red. She had probably never done such a thing before and she had taken the initiative. She had already been embarrassed, but she was suddenly stopped by him. She did not know

kissed her lips. After kissing her gently for

"Alright, go to sleep."

time, it was Stella's turn to hold his arm. Her beautiful eyes were wet and she looked at him without

lowered her head again, Clarence's Adam's apple rolled violently, and every inch of his muscles tensed up. The hand that was placed on the bed was also clenched into a fist. The suppressed breathing was especially clear

could

an unknown period of

piece of paper to wipe the corners of her mouth and pursed his lips. "I'll get you

a fishy smell.