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

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

back, “Could it be that

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

not polite, “Today I will sleep on the

heard a joke, “Why should I sleep on the

to

kidding me?” Boris didn’t budge,

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

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

sleep on the

the proposal, pursed her lips, and pondered for a while, “We can compete,

out the remaining money and told him, “We compete to make

sarcasm, “Compare me

the mockery in

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

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

the

But…

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

made

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

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

back as if teasing a

pure and harmless, but her tone was arrogant, “Mr. Lewis,

enemy.”

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

agreement, they divided the original

a lot of

to competing… This is

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

strange. Why

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

really funny. Ziana doesn’t like

Get Exis

had to make money as

figured out a

definitely not work, so she set her sights on the

to Warren Hotel, she passed

the hotel.

idea as her, which was expected