The next day, when Winnie opened her eyes, the sun was a bit harsh outside.

I forgot to pull the curtains last night.

She rolled over, feeling her head ache and about to explode, and her body was aching badly.

Winnie rubbed her hair and sat up, her whole body was still empty and distracted.

After taking a moment to slow down, she lifted the covers and got up, stumbling into the bathroom.

Meanwhile, Aimee called her: "Why did you leave last night? Mr. Booth is looking for you."

Winnie's voice was a little hoarse: "If he asks you about me later, don't tell him."

Aimee was silent: "I think Mr. Booth is a good person, and you are also suitable, you want to give him a chance."

"No, I don't like him."

"So what do you like, there are so many newcomers in the circle now, young and cute, young but manly? You can choose whatever you want."

Winnie: "......"

She brushed her teeth and washed her face, "Thank you, I don't even like it, so don't bother, let alone set me up with Cooper again."

"Got it got it." Aimee paused, "But what's wrong with your voice, why do you sound breathless."

Winnie headed over to the fridge, "Had some wine last night, and ...... had a dream."

"What dream? It's made your voice hoarse."

"......" Winnie reached for the refrigerator door, "Dreaming of a young but manly boyfriend in my bed, all right?"

Her hand was halfway up when she saw a note on the refrigerator door.

[Don't drink ice water, there's hot milk in the kitchen.]

Winnie saw these words and was so shocked that her phone fell to the floor.

Aimee was startled by the voice: "What's wrong what's wrong, it's not the young but manly boyfriend from the dream that came to you, right?"

Not bothering to answer, Winnie rushed into the kitchen and sure enough, she saw a glass of milk and breakfast.

The one last night, was it not a dream she had when she was drunk?

around three times in place, unable to accept the reality of

happened last night began to resurface in her mind, one scene clearer than the other, making her throat dry

was still shouting on her cell phone, "Hey Winnie,

her thoughts, went over and squatted down to pick up the phone, and spoke handily, "I

but manly

Winnie: "......"

is really at a loss for

...... did not see Channing in, the room is also clean, there is no trace of his visit,

joked with

didn't think that

more talking to you, hanging

said, "So, are you going to the theater this afternoon? I'll come find

cautioned, "Don't you ever

don't worry, I

a while, and finally was really hungry, and did not want to struggle, got

o'clock, she quickly put on a light makeup to cover the face

wipe found on the neck is

her eyes and takes a deep

theater and finally did not miss the afternoon

end of the rehearsal, Aimee

and sat next to her, picked up a bottle of water and drank half of

see you guys have been rehearsing this for a while, right? When is the national

next month, there's a part

it true that when this play tour is over, you'll

about it then, if not, consider it a

Aimee said, "Soon too."

touched Winnie: "Eh, talk about your young but manly boyfriend, handsome or not, the dream

Winnie: "......"

skip the young but

this type of find it,

to read the script,

came over with a bouquet of flowers in her arms: "Winnie, this is

roses, froze for a few seconds, and what rang in her

subconsciously took a few steps

at it: "There's a note

assistant added, "Winnie,

know, next time if someone gives, do not accept ah,

in her seat and

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