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 ......

for a moment, but picked up the phone, took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and scratched the

how to speak, two small bulging heads

froze and was relieved to see it

to each other, their round eyes curiously looking

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

not know whether they understand or not, sitting there with

at them and

Clarence manage to

are also too

when Channing finally came out of

Winnie hurriedly shoved the phone into his arms and hurried

picked up his phone and

two little girls again said happily, one after

"Where's

that than the phone was picked up by Stella, whose eyes seemed to light up, "What did you

"Take a shower."

"No wonder."

clamoring for their brother, and they dialed and dialed with

heard Winnie's voice, she rubbed up, but was afraid that Winnie would be embarrassed, so

the closed door of the room and

days at the

phone, Channing walked into

reading the script when she heard footsteps: "You're

sat down next to Winnie and spoke without haste,

Winnie: "?"

allergy medicine was in my bag, how

Channing: "......"

changing his face, he said, "I

reasons, but he really should have

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 quickly slipped into

the corners of his lips

washed her hair, conditioned her skin, and dawdled in the bathroom for over an hour

but when she entered the

he was working, Winnie quietly made

table, only to find that he had taken his

the

this kind of thing, inexplicably a little

smile when she