Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again

By the time Winnie realized what she had said, the words could not be retracted.

What's more, she has no intention of regretting it.

Channing is right, it's not a coincidence, it's fate ......

Some pretty amazing karma.

Just like Clarence and Stella, just like her and Channing.

The corners of Channing's lips lifted and he took her hand and just walked through the snow.

Winnie's face was buried under the scarf, slightly burning.

After a while, Channing asked her, "Is it cold."

Winnie shook her head gently.

She's actually a little hot right now.

It's 1 a.m. and the new year has arrived.

On the street, there were many relatives, friends and couples leaving after the New Year's Eve party one after another.

Instead of going back to Starry Lake Mansion, they went back to Channing's apartment.

Winnie had just taken off her scarf and was about to reach for the light when she was pulled into an embrace, followed by hot lips and tongue that fell and easily pried open her teeth. She slowly closed her eyes and wrapped her hand around his neck.

From the foyer to the hall, scarves coats knit shirts shirts...... were scattered all over the place.

Winnie lay on the bed, her breath slightly panting.

But at this time, Channing suddenly stopped, he gently removed the wrist guard from her hand, warm thin lips pressed up.

Winnie couldn't help but shudder and try to pull her hand back.

He strangled her hand and didn't have the slightest intention of letting go, but instead deepened the sucking kiss.

Winnie felt as if her soul was burning......

The whole person seems to have lost his mind.

All she knows is that there is no one, and nothing, in this world that can stop them from being together again.

This night, she was in deep water.

Cold winter nights coupled with extreme temperatures......

It took a long time to stop.

As a consequence, Winnie didn't wake up for the whole day the next day.

It was only in the evening, when the cell phone at her bedside kept ringing, that she finally got up the spirit and answered the phone.

The assistant said, "Winnie, we're downstairs."

Winnie realized that it was time to go back to the crew.

She reluctantly sat up, her voice was a bit sibilant: "You guys wait for me for a while, I'll be right......"

Halfway through the conversation, the phone was taken.

Channing said, "Wait five minutes while I bring down the luggage."

The assistant heard his voice and immediately responded, "Okay."

Winnie looked up at him, almost unable to make a sound: "Five minutes, I can't make it......'

Channing put the phone on her bed, "Just in time, you go back to sleep, I'll just take it down." Winnie: "?"

Channing said, "Let them take the luggage there first tonight and I'll drop you off in the morning." "But we have to start work first thing tomorrow morning......"

"I know."

Hearing him say that, Winnie laid back down again.

She seems to be used to it now, the feeling of having everything arranged by him.

No need to worry about yourself at all.

Anyway, since he said so, he will definitely deliver her before work starts tomorrow.

Winnie was just so relieved and went back to sleep.

By the time she woke up again, it was 9:00 p.m.

That feeling of exhaustion has disappeared a lot.

Winnie went to take another shower and felt much more refreshed.

She pushed open her bedroom door and saw Channing sitting in the living room, looking at something on his computer. Winnie yawned, "Are you still working at this late hour."

Channing immediately closed the computer and did not deny it, but simply said, "I'll go serve you the soup."

Winnie responded and sat down in his original position, propping up the desk with one hand on his cheek.

It's snowing again outside, only much less than last night.

This weather is so good for sleeping at home.

And she didn't disappoint...... sleeping for the whole day.

Soon, a bowl of hot tomato and beef brisket soup appeared in front of her.

Channing said, "What else do you want to eat, I'll go make it for you."

Winnie looked up at him, the corners of her lips curved, raised her hand to hook his neck down and kissed him on the lips. Channing's eyes deepened a few shades: "Are you sure?"

Winnie: "......"

She immediately let go and stepped back a few points, "I'm kidding kidding kidding kidding."

Channing, however, had no intention of letting her go, and his thin lips came after her.

Winnie immediately stated, pointing to something nearby, "Soup! The soup is getting cold! I haven't eaten all day and I'm starving!" Channing stalled and his voice was low: "Okay, you eat first."