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.]

much. Thank G*d

I might wash up and hit the sack as well. Have

Half an hour passed.

quiet room, the camera suddenly made

the bedside lamp, got up and

stood quietly, looking down

smooth forehead, passed through the delicate black eyebrows, slightly closed eyes, and finally stayed on her full

think of that kiss today, her softness and sweetness, and

body tensed up, feeling the breath between

lips and leaned over to carry her to the

and he planned to remarry her. He wouldn’t let her sleep on the ground

her, Ziana who

“Boris?”

“You’re still

Her drowsy look indicated that she was awakened, “What’s

on her delicate face, and

dark eyes.

dim yellow, casting

reason, and even

then looked up at

serious, Boris couldn’t help but

didn’t take that

with it and he just wanted

squatted down and looked

soft hair was a little

raised her eyebrows in confusion, “What

as Boris’ hand touched her arm, he

cleared up, “Don’t touch me,

You will suffer when you

the ground tonight.”

go,”

stared at her for a while, and he

his proposal to remarry her was not formal enough and the

He guessed that the reason she rejected him last

wouldn’t give others another chance if he was rejected by other

and

was better for them to

floor opposite her while thinking about

Ziana was

first time they spoke to each other

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