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

to look at her, and said

“Could it be that Mr. Lewis can’t

I’m a fool?” Boris chuckled, “Say it,

sleep on the bed, and you will

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

I’m going to sleep

me?” Boris didn’t budge, “I want

if you sleep on the bed? I

worth tens of thousands of dollars. It was

“Then let’s sleep

the proposal, pursed her lips, and pondered for a while, “We can compete, and whoever wins will sleep

money and

gaze was tinged with sarcasm,

hear the mockery in his

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

which showed that his ability to make money had been

have the strength to

But…

after the

in her made

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

I each have eighty dollars. As of five o’clock this afternoon, whoever earns the most money will sleep in a big bed. Is there

back as if teasing a cat,

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

enemy.”

his eyes and looked at her, “Then show your skills and let me see what you can

agreement, they divided the original funds

of discussion on the

have risen from fighting each other to competing… This is

are making concessions to each other. When it comes to them, they can’t wait to fight. It’s really

really strange. Why doesn’t he have a gentleman’s

no feelings for Ziana! If he has a crush on her, he will definitely

really funny. Ziana

Get Exis

make money as soon

figured

she set

taxi to Warren Hotel, she passed a stock exchange, less than one hundred

the hotel.

the same idea as her, which was expected