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,”

there are two

turned his head to look at her, and

be that Mr. Lewis

Boris chuckled, “Say it,

will sleep on the bed, and

heard a joke, “Why should I sleep on the

I’m going to sleep in

you kidding me?” Boris didn’t budge,

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

a bed only worth tens of thousands of dollars. It was already suffering. Did he still want her to sleep on the

“Then let’s sleep on

dissatisfied with the proposal, pursed her lips, and pondered for

out the remaining money and

tinged with sarcasm, “Compare me

the mockery in

stock market when he was

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

have the strength to

But…

decided after the comparison.” Ziana looked at him

in her made Boris a

who had surprised him frequently recently, and raised his eyebrows with a light smile, “Okay. How do

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

asked her back as if teasing

was pure and harmless, but her tone was arrogant, “Mr. Lewis, don’t

enemy.”

looked at her, “Then show your skills

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

was a lot of discussion on

risen from fighting each other to competing… This

male and female guests next door are making concessions to each other. When it

really strange. Why

Ziana! If he has a crush on her, he

really funny. Ziana doesn’t

Get Exis

to make money as soon

had already figured

work, so she

she just came by taxi to Warren Hotel, she passed a stock

the hotel.

as her, which was expected by