Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again novel Chapter 834

Winnie's mind was blank. The loose T-shirt slipped off her shoulders, showing two hickeys on her collarbone. She kept breathing heavily.

She licked her lips, slowly sat up, and kept the weaves on the T-shirt tight. She wanted to say something but felt that her throat was a little dry, so she picked up a glass of water and drank a few mouthfuls.

Winnie coughed. "You go to the bedroom. I'll be fine here…"

Before she could finish her words, her wrist was grabbed.

Channing directly pulled her into the bedroom.

Even when Winnie was pressed on the bed and wrapped up tightly, she didn't figure out what was going on.

It was different from what she had thought.

She turned her head and saw that Channing was lying with his back to her. Winnie couldn't help but ask, "Do you feel cold?"

Channing replied, "No. I feel very hot."

After staring at the ceiling for a few seconds, Winnie turned around, got rid of the quilt, and covered Winnie with it.

Channing didn't move, but Winnie could feel that he was trembling.

After covering him with the quilt, Winnie put her hand on his waist.

Channing froze and heard her soft and muffled voice, "Be good."

Winnie closed her eyes, lifted his clothes, caressed his abs, and put her hand into his sweatpants.

When she held his private part, Channing groaned.

Winnie's voice was shaking. "Don't say anything. Just be quiet."

She thought she must be crazy. Her head asked her to stop, but she was overwhelmed by instinct. She lost her mind.

She knew why Channing had stopped. He would never force her to do anything she didn't like.

But that's what made her feel sorry and guilty for him. She loved him even more.

She was willing to do anything for him.

In the darkness, everything should have been silent, but the rain kept tapping on the windows, dull and noisy.

To a certain extent, it covered up Channing's and Winnie's heavy breaths.

In the darkness, Channing kept his eyes open. His forehead was covered with sweat and every vein on his neck bulged.

Finally, he got an orgasm.

Winnie heaved a sigh of relief because her hand was numb. She gradually calmed down.

She withdrew her hand and found that she was sweaty all over her body.

She needed to take a shower again.

She lifted the quilt. "I'll go to take a shower. And you … clean up yourself."

After a long time, Channing said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

Winnie ran into the bathroom and turned the shower on.

With the evaporation of water vapor, she was flushed.

The shyness spread all over her body.

Winnie finished the shower as fast as she could. She ran to the living room, lay down on the sofa, and covered her head with the quilt.

In the bedroom, when Channing heard the noise outside, he threw the tissue into the trash and took a set of clothes from the closet.

When he went out, he saw that Winnie wrapped herself into a ball on the sofa.

Channing pursed his lips and opened his eyes. Before he could say something, Winnie's voice came out from under the quilt, "If you're naughty again, I'll take a taxi home."

After looking at her for a few minutes, Channing laughed silently to himself, turned around, and went into the bathroom.

Until the sound of water came from the bathroom, Winnie pulled down the quilt and heaved a sigh of relief.

What happened tonight was the craziest thing she had ever done in her life.

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In the morning, Stella opened her eyes and saw the drizzle outside.

It had rained for almost two days and it got colder and colder.