The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 129

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

look at her, and said amusedly, “You are telling me, can you

back, “Could it be that Mr.

Boris chuckled,

“Today I will sleep on the bed, and you will

to have heard a joke, “Why should

I’m going to

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

if you sleep on the bed? I don’t want to sleep on the floor.” Ziana

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

sneered, “Then let’s sleep on

the proposal, pursed her lips, and pondered for

she took out the remaining money and told

sarcasm, “Compare

the mockery in

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

machine before, which showed that his ability to make money

the strength to

But…

after the comparison.” Ziana looked at

in her made Boris a little

raised his eyebrows with a light smile, “Okay. How do

and I each have eighty dollars. As of five o’clock this afternoon, whoever

asked her back as if teasing a cat, “Do you have any

pure and harmless, but her

enemy.”

“Then show your skills and let me see what you

verbal agreement, they divided the original

of discussion

competing… This is a Coupling Reality Show,

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

strange. Why doesn’t he

for Ziana! If he has a

Ziana doesn’t like

Get Exis

money as

figured out a

she set her

she passed a stock exchange, less than

the hotel.

idea as her, which was

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