The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 129 Sleep Together

The overall tone of the room was red.

Red curtains, red big round bed.

There was also a round red gauze hanging on the big round bed.

Above the head was a flickering red light strip.

On the wall directly opposite, there was a huge projection, and on the walls on both sides of the projection, there were all kinds of hot posters.

On the left were two computers and red light strips tied to the desk and chair, blinking.

All kinds of ambiguous lights were shining, and everything looked so unscrupulous.

“What is this?” Boris frowned, his gloomy handsome face was full of disgust.

Ziana understood what he meant in seconds, and agreed, “Not only ugly but also very vulgar. The aesthetics of the

crew should be improved.”

“This aesthetic is hopeless.” Boris sneered, “Just like putting oxygen tanks on the dead, which is useless.”

He frowned and looked at the room carefully, seeing the vulgar atmosphere emanating from every corner, he frowned

deeper and deeper.

When he was about to criticize a few more, he inadvertently met Ziana’s eyes.

On a midsummer day, the woman’s hot little face was flushed, and the tip of her nose was dripping with sweat, making her look even more beautiful.

Boris’ eyes darkened.

A numb feeling climbed into his heart, and even his whole body was restless.

He thought of that inexperienced kiss, but he felt uncomfortable, so he walked quickly to the bed and sat down.

Ziana also followed, “Mr. Lewis.”

The woman’s body carried a sweet and greasy fragrance. As she was so close, every strand of it penetrated into his

nose.

Boris’ already restless mood became more and more imminent.

His eyes darkened, his face turned cold, and he restrained himself, “What?”

Ziana reminded, “There is only one bed here.”

“I saw it,”

are two

his head to look at her, and said amusedly, “You are telling

“Could it be that Mr. Lewis can’t

think I’m a fool?” Boris chuckled, “Say it, don’t

“Today I will sleep on the bed,

to have heard a joke, “Why should I sleep on the

going to sleep

me?” Boris didn’t budge,

you sleep on the bed? I don’t want to sleep

a bed only worth tens of

sneered, “Then let’s sleep on the bed

proposal, pursed her lips, and pondered for a while, “We can compete, and whoever

took out the remaining money and

was tinged with sarcasm, “Compare

could hear the mockery in

talent since he was a child, he dominated the stock market when he was a teenager, and made a lot of investments when he

walking money-printing machine before, which showed that his ability to make money had been

the strength to

But…

not will be decided after the comparison.” Ziana

made

frequently recently, and raised his eyebrows with a light smile, “Okay.

of the original money. You and I each have eighty dollars. As of five o’clock this afternoon, whoever earns the most money will sleep

back as if

and harmless, but her tone

enemy.”

show your skills and let

two reached a verbal agreement, they divided the original funds and

lot of discussion

fighting each other to competing… This is a Coupling Reality Show,

making concessions to each other. When it comes

is really strange. Why

Ziana! If he has a crush on her, he will definitely take

Ziana doesn’t like Mr.

Get Exis

had to make money as soon

already figured out a

not work, so she

passed a stock exchange, less than one

the hotel.

the same idea as her, which