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

his head to look at her, and said amusedly,

it be that

think I’m a fool?” Boris chuckled,

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

joke, “Why should

I’m going to sleep in

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

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

bed only worth tens of thousands of dollars. It was already suffering. Did he still

sleep on the bed

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

took out the remaining money

and sharp gaze was tinged with sarcasm, “Compare me to making money? How dare

could hear the

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

a walking money-printing machine before, which showed

the strength to

But…

decided after the comparison.” Ziana looked at him with a

in her made Boris a

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

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

her back as if teasing a cat, “Do

but

enemy.”

looked at her, “Then show your skills and let me see

agreement, they divided the original funds and

lot of

from fighting each other to competing… This is a Coupling Reality Show, not a

and female guests next door are making concessions to each other. When it comes to them,

Why doesn’t he

has a crush on her, he will

really funny. Ziana doesn’t like

Get Exis

make money as soon

had already figured out a way

she set her sights on the

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

the hotel.

idea as her, which