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

know how to speak, two small bulging heads appeared on

see it was these two little

to each other, their round eyes curiously

is too tired today and has fallen asleep. Tomorrow when

little girls do not know whether they understand or not, sitting there with their little heads cocked, looking good and

looked at them and her heart

manage to

are also too

came out of

hurriedly shoved the phone into his arms and

up his phone and

two little girls again said happily, one after the

"Where's

he said that than the phone was picked up by Stella, whose eyes seemed to light

"Take a shower."

"No wonder."

girls kept clamoring for their brother, and

the design drawing, when she heard Winnie's voice, she rubbed up, but was afraid that Winnie would

door of the room and spoke thoughtfully, "How long before you

days at the

the phone, Channing walked into

script when she heard footsteps: "You're

next to Winnie and spoke without haste, "I just took my allergy

Winnie: "?"

medicine was in my bag, how did

Channing: "......"

his face, he

him for these reasons, but

her bag and put it in front of him, and deliberately

the corners of

her skin, and dawdled in the bathroom for over

Channing was asleep, but when she entered the room, he was on the

was working, Winnie quietly made her way

by the coffee table, only to find that he had taken his allergy medicine and the sugar was

is not Chinese medicine, throwing the mouth to drink water can not swallow

candy this kind of thing, inexplicably a little bit of

but smile when she thought