Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

When we got back, Channing was standing behind Winnie as she took her fingerprints.

Winnie thought about it and turned her head to look at him, "Isn't it not very convenient to have a one-time

password ......?"

Channing put one hand in his pants pocket and slowly spoke out, "It's okay, the big deal is to wait a little longer."

Winnie: "......"

She pressed a few times on the combination lock: "You take a fingerprint."

Channing stepped forward and put his head down to take the fingerprints.

Winnie coughed, "You get it, I'm going to take a shower."

With that, she rushed into the room, got a change of clothes and then went into the bathroom.

After showering, Winnie stood in front of the mirror, blow-drying her hair while looking at her somewhat swollen

lips.

The sound of Channing's suppressed and restrained breathing as he kissed her in the restaurant recurred in his

mind.

It is young and vigorous, the age of blood.

Winnie shook her head, trying to shake these jumbled thoughts out.

Blow-drying her hair, she put away the hairdryer, and when her eyes dropped, she noticed that on the vanity, there

was already an extra toothbrush and cup that didn't belong to her, and next to it, Channing's towel.

He seems to have begun to encroach on her life.

When Winnie came out of the bathroom, there was no sign of Channing anywhere.

She was wondering when the sound of a lock being unlocked came from the door.

Channing walked in.

Winnie said, "Where have you been."

"Do some shopping."

"Oh."

She didn't think otherwise, he just moved here, need to buy the estimated quite a lot of things.

Winnie withdrew her eyes, "Then ...... I'm going to my room, good night."

She was just about to turn around when Channing's voice came in, "It's not even 10:00."

Winnie: "......"

She made the perfect excuse for herself with a straight face, "I still have to read the script."

Channing approached her: "The lines of the play, you know them well by heart."

"Ah ...... ah, it's okay, not touring again in a while, have to review."

"Reviewing now, not afraid of forgetting then."

"So it's got to be reviewed every day."

"With such a poor memory, how did you memorize such long lines."

Winnie: "......"

How is it that his logical thinking skills are so good.

Channing pulled her toward the living room, "Watch a movie before you go to bed, it's the perfect time."

Winnie was just pulled by him to sit in the sofa.

Channing turned on the remote control and found a random movie that was newly released on the Internet.

When the movie started, he got up and went to turn off the extra lights.

When he came back again, he regained Winnie's hand.

But the movie was clearly not as good as the afternoon one, and Winnie yawned just ten minutes into the episode.

She was up early today, running, working, dating, and now relaxing and really feeling tired.

Winnie was just trying to lean back when she leaned into a warm, strong chest.

She almost reflexively sat up straighter for a few moments, and the person was much more awake.

Channing asked, "Sleepy?"

Winnie shook her head, barely perking up, "Nope, keep looking."

But the plot of the movie is too boring, did not watch a while, her eyelids began to fight again, and finally could not

hold on, tilted his head and fell into the arms of Channing.

Channing gently caught her and the corners of his lips lifted.

After holding her quietly for a while, Channing got up with her in his arms and went back to the bedroom.

The moment she was placed on the bed, Winnie half opened her eyes and looked at him somewhat blankly, her

voice tinged with weariness: "Is the movie over?"

Channing whispered, "Well, it's over."

Winnie closed her eyes again and said vaguely, "I was too sleepy today, I accidentally fell asleep, I'll watch it with

you again tomorrow."

"Good."

Channing kissed her on the brow, "Good night."

......

Winnie had a dream in which she was standing at the edge of a bottomless cliff with layers of white fog in front of

her, unable to see anything.

Suddenly, someone behind her violently pushed her.

As she was about to fall off the cliff, another hand pulled her in.

Winnie struggled to lift her head and saw the familiar face.

Channing pulled her in tight, his lips taut.

She said, "Let go, or we'll both fall."

Channing also slowly opened his mouth, only the voice was not his -

"Aunite Winnie, it's time for breakfast."

Winnie was really frightened by this bizarre image and jerked her eyes open.

She let out a breath, thankfully it was a dream.

Winnie turned her head and before she could calm down, she saw next to her, Noah holding a small head and

blinking at her.

Winnie sat up in a hurry, "Noah?"

Noah nodded, his voice soft and sticky, "Good morning Aunite Winnie."

"Good morning ......," Winnie rubbed her hair, "You're ...... here with your mom?"

"No. Oh, Mom and Dad took the sisters to Riverside City to see Grandma, but I didn't want to go."

"Why doesn't ...... want to go?"

The little one was a little distressed: "Because I don't know whether to call my eldest uncle my eldest uncle or my

brother-in-law, and I don't know whether to call Auntie Elaine my eldest aunt or my cousin."

Winnie: "......"

What a twisted, bizarre and bumpy call this is.

"So what do you usually call it?"

"Uncle said, let me call it how I called it before, but every time Auntie Elaine's father, will say I called it wrong,

should call Uncle as cousin husband, call Auntie Elaine as cousin, but Grandma said, I should call Uncle as Uncle, call

Auntie Elaine as Uncle mother. "

Winnie was dizzy, stroking his little head, deeply sympathetic, the boy had borne a burden that he should not have

borne at his age.

Noah eyed her, "Aunite Winnie, it's a good thing you're still called Aunite Winnie when you're married to Uncle

Chan."

"Huh?" Winnie obviously still hasn't come back to her senses, the family is talking without turning a corner?

At that moment, Channing's voice came from the kitchen, "Noah, dinner is ready."

Noah got up in a hurry, almost forgetting what he was here for, "Aunite Winnie, it's breakfast time."

Winnie was afraid that he said to others, she whispered: "Noah, you just do not say this thing with others ...... later

Aunite Winnie teach you how to call your uncle and ...... cousin Okay?"

Noah has been struggling with this problem for a long time and immediately nodded his head in agreement.

Winnie said as she lifted the covers and got out of bed, "Remember, don't say anything."

"So after you and my Uncle Chan get married, can I say."

Winnie almost tripped over her slippers and had to be conservative in her tactics for the time being, "Wait ...... until

then."

Noah nodded with a half-hearted understanding.

Winnie said, "You go ahead and eat, I'll wash up and come over."

"Okay oh."

Winnie went to the bathroom and received a handful of cold water to wash her face, her mind full of words like

uncle, aunt, cousin and brother-in-law swirling around.