Mr Conrad Proposes to His Ex wife Again

Chapter 1121

Channing looked at her, towel on his shoulder, half-dried hair still dripping, and he said, "You can go wash up."

Hearing his voice, Winnie hurriedly withdrew her eyes and laughed dryly twice: "I ...... will wash it later, I still have to go read the script."

Winnie said, and was just about to run back to the bedroom when Channing held out his arm and crossed it in front of her.

Winnie was unprepared and didn't stop, and crashed straight into his arms.

Channing caught her easily: "Even if you let me sleep on the couch, you'll have to get me a quilt, sis."

Winnie: "......"

She rubbed the bridge of her nose that hurt from the bump and got out of his arms, "I'll get it for you."

Channing then slowly withdrew his hand, the corners of his lips lifting slightly.

When Winnie returned to her room and took the blanket out, she saw Channing's cell phone ringing, and he had no intention of answering it.

She placed the quilt next to him, "Want a charger."

Channing hmmmed, "Good."

Winnie gave him the extra charger from home again, and she turned to go back to her room when her wrist was gripped.

Channing's voice came in, "I wonder how long I'll have to sleep on the couch."

Winnie: "......"

She turned her head, "When you get home sometime, you won't have to sleep on the couch."

Channing looked up at her, "What if I don't go home."

Winnie pursed her lips and felt that since the words had come to this point, she was just right to speak to him clearly.

She took a seat next to Channing and sat straight with her hands in her lap, "I do think, first of all, we broke up three years ago, and secondly, about the other night, I ...... really did it because I was drunk, so why don't we just pretend that it never happened. Finally, you will have a better future and choices and shouldn't waste your time on me."

When Winnie said this, Channing looked at her faintly with a tilted head, "No more?"

"No. ...... is gone."

"Let me answer one question for you, just because I went to England, doesn't mean I agreed to break up. Second question, established fact, why should I pretend it didn't happen. The third question, don't make the choice for me, I never thought being with you was a waste of time."

Winnie was not expecting that he would answer one by one those ...... that she had just raised

Her hand on her lap could not help but clench, and she was silent for a long time before saying, "I remember, you once said that you liked me because I was pretty, right? But ...... if one day I'm not that good looking anymore, or you're tired of looking at me, you'll definitely like other pretty girls ......"

Channing: "......"

He laughed for no reason: "So that's what you care about?"

Winnie sat up straighter, as if she had finally found an excuse to be justified: "You'll like me for that reason, then you'll like someone else for that reason, too."

"In my eyes, no one is prettier than you."

At that, Winnie's ears couldn't help but get a little hot.

She said with reluctant composure, "You feel that way now, but when you meet another girl you like later, you won't say that."

"No way." Channing whispered, "I only like you."

Hearing such a serious tone from him, Winnie was stunned and spoke tentatively, "Do I really just happen to grow on your aesthetic in all the right places?"

Channing said, "Yes."

Winnie how to feel not very reliable it.

But she knew Channing, and he wasn't the flamboyant type.

But he just because he thinks she is beautiful, so ...... non-she can not, a little bit to say ah.

Channing said, "Are there any more questions."

Winnie withdrew her thoughts, "No more, I guess, I'm going to my room."

Channing regained his grip on her wrist, his eyes on her, "So can I skip the couch."

His gaze was so clear that she couldn't look straight at it.

Winnie looked away sideways, "Then you take the room and I'll take the couch."

"Good."

Before Winnie could react, Channing pulled her down onto the couch and wrapped his arms around her waist at the same time.

Winnie: "?"

She said, "What I'm saying is, you sleep in the room and I'll sleep on the couch."

"But I don't want to sleep in the room, I just want to sleep on the couch."

Winnie: "......"

She really can't say anything about him.

Winnie's head was right next to his chest, and his steady, strong heartbeat was in her ears.

She pursed her lips gently and quieted down.

After a moment, Winnie whispered, "Are you asleep."

"No."

"Then let go of me, I'm not feeling well."

"Meaning you don't have to let go of you if you fall asleep?"

Winnie took a deep breath and she just asked more questions.

Winnie stirred and tried to get out of his arms, "I'm going to take a shower."

Channing paused for a few seconds before slowly releasing her.

Winnie immediately sat up and ran like hell back to her room.

Channing sat in the sofa, looking at the closed door of the room, the corners of his lips hooked down without trace.

He just couldn't believe that she could have so many excuses every day.

......

Winnie went back to her room and was really afraid to go out again.

If you don't wash it, don't wash it, it's just one night.

We must find a way to get rid of him tomorrow to do so.

Winnie lay in bed, unable to sleep at the thought of Channing in the living room.

It took until the middle of the night to close his eyes in a daze.

The next morning, when she got up, Channing was already sitting down to breakfast, and the suit he was wearing, although the same black, but from the details can be found, is not yesterday day.

You don't have to think about it to know that he had it sent to him.

So how are the results of this, why did she go to get him clothes last night ......

Channing put down the dishes, "I'm going to the office, I might be back later today."

Winnie said, "That's perfect, and you don't have to come over, I'm going to City C today and have work."

Channing looked at her and said slowly, "I'll ask Clarence and I'll know your schedule."

Winnie: "......"

Channing walks over and leans down slightly.

Realizing what he was trying to do, Winnie tilted her head back.

Channing paused slightly and put his hand on the back of her neck and kissed her again, "I'm leaving, see you tonight, or you can meet me at Star Ferry Technology."

Winnie watched him leave and didn't let out a breath until the sound of the door closing came.

This trick doesn't work either. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Although she didn't tell Channing the password, he has come and gone as he pleases.

She couldn't do it either, knowing he was at the door, but not opening it for him.

So it's really a dead end question.

After breakfast, Winnie took a shower and just came out to see her cell phone ringing, it was Aarav's assistant calling.

"Miss Xu, Mr. Bennett wants to ask you if you have time to come out to meet today, he wants to talk to you about the movie."

Winnie said, "Yes, I have time."

"Then I'll send the address to Miss Xu later, see you later."

"See you later."

Winnie hung up the phone and looked out the window where the sun was slowly rising.