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

and said amusedly,

“Could it be that Mr.

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

Ziana was not polite, “Today I will sleep on the

to have heard a joke,

I’m going to

me?” Boris didn’t budge, “I want to sleep on the

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

the Scott Family who had to sleep on a bed only worth tens

“Then let’s sleep

dissatisfied with the proposal, pursed her lips, and pondered for a while, “We can compete, and

she spoke, she took out the remaining money and told him, “We compete to make

deep and sharp gaze was tinged with sarcasm, “Compare

the mockery in

with outstanding talent since he was a child, he dominated the stock market when

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

did have the strength to

But…

not will be decided after the

made Boris

of her who had surprised him frequently recently, and raised his eyebrows with a light smile,

half of the original money. You and I each have eighty dollars. As of five o’clock this

as if teasing a cat, “Do you have

but her tone was arrogant, “Mr. Lewis,

enemy.”

eyes and looked at her, “Then show your skills

two reached a verbal agreement, they

lot of discussion on the

from fighting each other to competing… This is a Coupling Reality

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

is really strange. Why doesn’t he

he has

Ziana doesn’t like Mr.

Get Exis

make money as

figured out

work, so she

Hotel, she passed a stock exchange, less than one hundred

the hotel.

had the same idea as her, which was expected