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 said amusedly, “You are telling me,

asked back, “Could it be that Mr. Lewis

I’m a fool?” Boris chuckled, “Say it,

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

heard a joke, “Why should I sleep on the

to sleep

didn’t budge, “I want to sleep

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

bed only worth tens of

sneered, “Then let’s sleep on

her lips, and pondered for a while, “We can compete, and whoever wins

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

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

hear the mockery

was a child, he dominated the stock market when he was a teenager,

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

have the strength

But…

worthy or not will be decided after the comparison.” Ziana looked

her made Boris

raised his eyebrows with a

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

back as if

expression was pure and harmless, but her tone was

enemy.”

his eyes and looked at her, “Then show your skills and let

they divided

of discussion

competing…

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

Lewis is really strange. Why doesn’t he

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

funny. Ziana doesn’t

Get Exis

make money as

already figured out

work, so she set her sights on

passed a stock exchange, less than one hundred meters

the hotel.

idea as her, which was expected