Dear Winnie

The first time I met Zhou Xiren was when Winnie was sixteen years old. He is the producer hired by his mother. He is dignified, handsome, and so graceful. When he greeted her with a smile, Winnie saw that his fangs were so sharp, "Hello, my dear Winnie." As he spoke, he knelt down on one knee and left a kiss on the back of her hand to let her know what it meant to be a gentleman. The second time I met Zhou Xiren was when Winnie was twenty-six years old. He seemed to have taken the elixir of life and was no different from before. "Producer Zhou, I have long admired you." In the coffee shop, she walked over with a smile and greeted him. At that time, he was tired of dealing with the blind date arranged by his family, and was a little surprised when he looked up and saw Winnie. The next second, Winnie showed her white teeth, deliberately trying to ruin the blind date, "Producer Zhou, are you a virgin?" No. Hearing this, the man's eyes darkened. Of course not. Dear Winnie, do you remember? How many days and nights have you sneaked into his bed? When Zhou Xiren first met Winnie, he thought she was squeamish and inferior. Later I thought she was cute. Later, I couldn't help but think: It would be great if I could hide her in my body forever. Reading tips: ‑Double c, HE ‑Dancer -26/8/9 The copy has been screenshotted Intention: Love can break all darkness