Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

It rained outside the window at some point, and the fine raindrops smashed on the glass, making a dull knocking sound one after another.

All the heat piled up inside the house, and it was all humid between breaths.

Winnie climbed helplessly onto Channing's shoulders with her hands and leaned back into the couch, allowing his lips to travel around her collarbone.

Everywhere she went, her fingertips trembled.

Fingers unconsciously curled and clenched.

Channing kissed the corner of her lips as he picked her up and headed for the bedroom.

The feeling of her body suddenly vacating makes her unconsciously, clench his moon want.

Channing paused in his steps.

Realizing what she had done, Winnie tried to step back when Channing grabbed her back and held her in his arms: "If you move, you're going to fall on the floor."

Winnie didn't say anything, lowering her eyelashes, not even daring to look him in the eye.

Back in the bedroom, Channing laid her on the bed and leaned down to look at her, "I thought you said it was okay to wait for Noah to leave."

Winnie looked confused, did she say that.

Even if the lights were not on in the bedroom, she felt it, his burning and blunt vision.

Winnie couldn't help but look away sideways and move up: "I think ...... you're remembering it wrong ......"

Channing clasped her slender waist, his voice low and slow, ringing in her ears, "All the topics for the college exams, I still remember them to this day."

Winnie: "......"

Even then, Channing didn't make the next move, just stared at her and waited for her answer.

The rain outside the window is getting louder and the dryness is obvious.

Two seconds later, Winnie lifted her arms, hooked them around his neck, and planted her lips on it with unerring accuracy.

What I got, was a more in-depth response.

The mountainous waves came in, one after another, making it completely impossible for her to peel away from them.

Throughout the night, the sweat on the body did not dry.

again,

not bother to change them,

and

benefits of the guest room are

felt that she hadn't been this tired even after shooting night scenes in succession in previous years. She put her head next to the pillow and almost immediately closed her eyes

eyes then fell

already sleepy and delirious in the shower, so she casually

fondled it delicately, not knowing what he

little itchy and pulled her

as he got up and left the

......

she

hand and rubbed her head, reluctantly sitting up, leaning against the

retains the traces of Noah lived, including the quilt

to sleep here, Winnie really felt

drinking, and so a night time, and take

for a while, gradually calmed down, lifted the covers and prepared to get out of bed, but her feet just stepped on

turns out that what people say about not being able to get out of bed

came back, she was at best sore and able to

seems he still has some

old boys are really

on the edge of the bed with her knees in her arms, her

the bedroom door

mixed with dismay: "You ...... didn't you go to the

worked late last night and should be able to rest

Winnie: "......"

of course he can rest when

of her, leaned down slightly, gazed at her, and

help but tilt her head back a little: "You ...... you eat first,

"Not hungry?"

reason is

turned around and pulled the covers over her head, saying vaguely,

she say such a humiliating thing as her feet trembling on

shrink herself into a ball, the corners of her

Winnie breathed a sigh of relief, pulling the covers off and breathing in the fresh

on her wrist and

that she took the wrist guard off last

Or did you misremember?

groggy, and I don't know if I really took it,