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

turned his head to look at her, and said amusedly, “You are telling me,

back, “Could it be

fool?” Boris chuckled, “Say it,

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

seemed to have heard a joke,

to sleep

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

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 want her

sneered, “Then let’s sleep on the

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

remaining money and told him, “We compete to

gaze was tinged with sarcasm, “Compare

could hear the mockery in his

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

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

did have the strength to

But…

will be decided after the comparison.” Ziana looked at him with

made Boris a little

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

As of five o’clock this afternoon, whoever earns the most money will sleep

asked her back as if teasing a cat, “Do you have any

but

enemy.”

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

reached a verbal agreement, they divided

a lot of discussion

competing… This is a Coupling Reality Show, not a

other.

really strange. Why

he has

funny. Ziana

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money as soon as

had already figured out a

not work, so she set

just came by taxi to Warren Hotel, she passed a stock exchange, less

the hotel.

had the same idea as her,