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 of

his head to look at her, and

back, “Could it be that Mr.

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

I will sleep on the bed, and you will

have heard a joke, “Why should

I’m going to

you kidding me?” Boris didn’t budge, “I want to

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

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

sleep on

lips, and pondered for a while, “We can compete, and whoever wins will sleep on

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

deep and sharp gaze was tinged with sarcasm, “Compare me to

the mockery

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

people joked that he was a walking money-printing machine before, which showed that

did have the strength

But…

not will be decided after the comparison.” Ziana looked at him with a

made Boris a little

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 afternoon, whoever earns the most money will sleep in a big bed. Is

back as if teasing a cat,

and harmless, but her tone

enemy.”

looked at her, “Then show your skills

a verbal agreement, they divided the original funds and went

was a lot of discussion on

each other to competing… This is a

making concessions to each other. When it comes to them, they

Lewis is really strange. Why doesn’t he

has a crush on her, he will definitely take care

Ziana

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money

already figured

not work, so she set

came by taxi to Warren Hotel, she passed a stock exchange, less than

the hotel.

same idea as