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

her, and said amusedly, “You are telling me, can you

it be that Mr. Lewis can’t count

a fool?” Boris chuckled,

sleep on the bed,

a joke, “Why should I sleep on

I’m going to sleep in

didn’t budge, “I want to sleep on

on the bed? I don’t want to

tens of thousands of

“Then let’s sleep

very dissatisfied with the proposal, pursed her lips, and pondered for a

out the remaining money and

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

could hear the mockery in

outstanding talent since he was a child, he dominated the stock market when he was a teenager, and made a lot of investments

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

did have the

But…

will be decided after

made

had surprised him frequently recently, and raised his eyebrows

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

Boris smiled and asked her back as if teasing a cat,

smiled. Her expression was pure and harmless, but her tone was

enemy.”

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

reached a verbal agreement, they divided the original funds and went out

of discussion on the

fighting each other to competing… This is a

each other. When it comes to them,

really strange. Why doesn’t he

feelings for Ziana! If he has a

funny. Ziana doesn’t

Get Exis

had to make money

already figured

work, so she set her sights on the stock

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

the hotel.

had the same idea as her, which was