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,”

there are two

frowned, turned his head to look at her, and said amusedly, “You

back, “Could it be

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

I will sleep on the

a joke, “Why should I

I’m going to sleep in

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

you sleep on the bed? I don’t want to

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

“Then let’s sleep on

the proposal, pursed her lips, and pondered for a

took out the remaining money and told him,

tinged with sarcasm, “Compare me to making money?

hear the mockery in his

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

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

the

But…

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

in her made Boris

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

eighty dollars. As of five o’clock this afternoon, whoever earns the most

her back as if teasing a cat, “Do

was pure and harmless, but her

enemy.”

squinted his eyes and looked at her, “Then show your

they divided the original funds

of discussion on

fighting each other to competing…

female guests next door are making concessions to each other. When it comes to them, they can’t wait to fight. It’s really

strange. Why doesn’t he have

Lewis obviously has no feelings for Ziana! If he has

really funny. Ziana doesn’t

Get Exis

had to make money as

figured out a

she set her sights on the

Warren Hotel, she passed a stock exchange, less than

the hotel.

same idea as her, which was expected by