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.]

too much. Thank G*d that they don’t

tonight. The lights are off. I might wash up and hit the sack as well. Have a

Half an hour passed.

quiet room, the camera suddenly made a

then turned on the bedside lamp, got up and got out of bed, and walked to

looking down

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

that kiss today, her softness and sweetness,

feeling the breath

lips and leaned over to carry her

wife before and he planned to remarry her.

from her, Ziana who

“Boris?”

“You’re still

and sat up. Her drowsy look

there was tiredness on her delicate

dark eyes.

the bedroom was dim yellow, casting a gentle and warm radiance on her

for no reason, and even his

looked up at him, “I lost.

was so serious, Boris couldn’t

that

with it and he just wanted to

this, he slowly squatted down

a

eyebrows in confusion, “What are you

hand touched her arm, he was pushed away the next

up, “Don’t touch me,

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

the ground tonight.”

go,” She was

a while, and he thought he understood

to remarry her was not formal enough and the occasion was

she rejected him last time was that she was mad

others another chance if he was

child and he didn’t mind

of night, it was better for them to have

her while thinking about it, “Okay, then let’s have

this, Ziana was all in

they spoke to each

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