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 ......

a deep breath, closed her eyes, and scratched the

how to speak, two small bulging heads appeared

froze and was relieved to see it was these

to each other, their round eyes curiously looking at Winnie, their mouths babbling and babbling

tired today and has fallen asleep. Tomorrow when he wakes up,

understand or not, sitting there

at them and her heart

did Clarence manage

genes are

when Channing finally came

Winnie hurriedly shoved the phone into his arms and hurried back

phone and

said happily,

"Where's your

that than the phone was picked up by Stella, whose eyes seemed

"Take a shower."

"No wonder."

and they dialed and dialed

she rubbed up, but was afraid

room and spoke thoughtfully,

at

up the phone, Channing

the script when she heard footsteps:

Winnie and spoke without haste,

Winnie: "?"

allergy medicine was in my bag, how did

Channing: "......"

face, he said, "I

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 him, then

looked at her back, the corners of his lips hooked

skin, and dawdled in

she entered the room, he was

working, Winnie quietly made her

he had taken

is not Chinese medicine, throwing the mouth to drink water

candy this kind of thing, inexplicably a little bit of

help but smile when she