Chapter 137 Ziana Rejected Him

Get Boris

“Turn off?” Mr. Zern was confused, “Why? Mr. Lewis, we promised the audience that we will broadcast live 24 hours a

day.”

Boris drew on his cigarette and puffed out a cloud of smoke slowly.

His dark eyes looked colder in the heavy smoke.

Mr. Zern was making a wild guess.

“Mr. Lewis, are you uncomfortable with the cameras when you take a shower? Don’t worry, there are no cameras in

the bathroom.”

Boris sneered and interrupted him, “Mr. Zern.”

“Yes?”

But Boris didn’t speak anymore. But his harsh tone gave Mr. Zern the willies.

Mr. Zern was weighing his words carefully, “Fine. Mr. Lewis. In half an hour, the camera will be in sleep mode.”

Boris hung up the phone, and saw the scarlet fire from the glass.

After finishing a cigarette, he went back to the room.

When he entered the door, he saw Ziana lying on the ground.

She seemed to be asleep.

Boris glanced at the camera in the room coldly and then went into the bathroom.

It only took ten minutes for him to take a shower.

When he came out wrapped in a bath towel, he lay down and turned off the lights as if he hadn’t seen Ziana.

Seeing this, netizens couldn’t help but comment.

[The chemistry just isn’t right. Neither of them pays attention to the other.]

[Yes, I agree with you. Ziana really doesn’t like Mr. Lewis. Though both of them are available and in the same room, they are indifferent to each other.]

for too much. Thank G*d that they

I might wash up and

Half an hour passed.

quiet room, the camera suddenly made

bedside lamp, got up and got out of bed, and walked

quietly, looking down at her

from her smooth forehead, passed through the delicate black eyebrows, slightly

today, her softness and sweetness,

body tensed up, feeling the breath between his lips and teeth

leaned over to carry

wife before and he planned to remarry her. He wouldn’t

foot away from her, Ziana who had

“Boris?”

“You’re still

and sat up. Her drowsy look indicated that she was awakened, “What’s the

there was tiredness on her delicate

dark eyes.

bedroom was dim yellow, casting a gentle and warm

reason, and even his voice became

at him, “I lost. I should sleep

so serious, Boris couldn’t help but

that bet

and he

squatted down and

was a

in confusion, “What

bed,” Just as Boris’ hand touched her arm, he was

eyes gradually cleared up, “Don’t touch me,

said imperiously, “It’s not up to you. You will suffer when you wake up tomorrow if you

the ground tonight.”

not go,” She was

for a while, and he

her was not

reason she rejected him last time was that she was mad

if he was rejected by other women

gave birth to their child and he didn’t mind giving her an

dead of night, it was better for them to

on the floor opposite her while thinking about it, “Okay, then let’s

was

was the first time they spoke to each other calmly since they had known each other for

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