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

look at her, and

asked back, “Could it be

fool?” Boris chuckled, “Say it, don’t make

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

to have heard a joke, “Why should I sleep

to sleep in

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

on the bed? I don’t want to sleep on

of the Scott Family 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

let’s sleep on

proposal, pursed her lips, and pondered for a while,

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

tinged with sarcasm, “Compare me to making

could hear the mockery in his

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

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

did have the strength to be

But…

not will be decided after the comparison.”

in her made Boris a

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

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

smiled and asked her back as if teasing

expression was pure and harmless, but her tone was arrogant,

enemy.”

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

reached a verbal agreement, they divided the

a lot of

to competing… This is a Coupling Reality Show, not

next door are making concessions to each other.

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

for Ziana! If he has a crush on her, he will

funny. Ziana doesn’t

Get Exis

to make money as

had already figured out a way

so she set her

Warren Hotel, she passed a

the hotel.

the same idea as her, which was