Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Winnie and Channing hadn't been back long when the little one was returned by Nathan.

He stood in the doorway, his pretty eyes blinked, and his voice was good and sweet: "Auntie."

Winnie rubbed his head, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but lift a few points: "Come in."

In the evening, Winnie cooked. She didn't make things difficult for herself tonight and simply cooked two things she is good at.

The little one was probably tired from following Nathan to some fun today, and after eating and bathing, he dutifully crawled into bed and went to sleep: "Good night, Uncle, and good night, Auntie."

Winnie pulled the little covers on him and turned off the lights, "Good night."

Out of the room, Winnie pulled the door, said to Channing, "You also hurry to shower to go to bed, did not last night did not sleep well, I go to clean up the kitchen."

Channing whispered, "Good."

Winnie cleaned up the kitchen and then threw the trash in the trash can outside.

By the time she returned, the phone in the couch was ringing.

Winnie thought it was her own, so she went over and picked it up, only to find that it was Channing's and it was Stella calling.

Every night, she videos with the little one.

Winnie held the phone and felt a little hot for a moment.

She looked into the bathroom and opened her mouth, the sound of the water inside hadn't stopped.

Winnie was silent and put the phone down again.

Forget it, let's wait for Channing to come out and pick it up.

She put the phone back on.

Winnie sat next to her and within two minutes, Channing's phone rang again.

She turned her head and stared at the brightly lit screen, her heart beating a little faster.

There is always a sense of weakness as if it is going to be revealed.

By the time the phone rang for the third time, Winnie was sitting down a bit.

Could it be something urgent?

Normally, if you don't pick up, you shouldn't call, just wait until Channing sees it back.

Unless it's something ......

took a deep breath, closed her eyes,

when she was holding her breath in her chest and didn't know how to speak, two small bulging

to see it was

to each other, their round eyes curiously looking at Winnie, their

today and has fallen asleep. Tomorrow when he wakes up, he will call you

whether they understand or not, sitting there with their little heads cocked,

them

manage to have two

genes are

came out of

hurriedly shoved the phone into his arms and hurried back to the

picked up his phone and looked at it, raising

girls again said happily, one

"Where's your

phone was picked up by Stella, whose eyes seemed to light up,

"Take a shower."

"No wonder."

two little girls kept clamoring for their brother, and they dialed and dialed with their

rubbed up, but was

looked back at the closed door of the room

days at

up the phone, Channing walked into the

reading the script when she heard

and spoke without haste, "I just took my allergy

Winnie: "?"

"The allergy medicine was in my bag, how did you take

Channing: "......"

changing his face, he said, "I have it

for these reasons, but he

down her phone and got up, poured a glass of warm water in, took the allergy medicine out of her bag and put it in front of him, and deliberately put a candy next to the medicine for

her back, the corners

in the bathroom for over an hour before

she entered the room, he was on

working, Winnie quietly

coffee table, only to find that he had taken his allergy

the

this kind of thing, inexplicably a little bit of

smile when she thought about