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

wash up and hit the

Half an hour passed.

room, the camera suddenly

on the bedside lamp, got up and got out of bed, and

stood quietly, looking down at

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

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

the breath between

over to

remarry her. He wouldn’t let her sleep on

half a foot away from her, Ziana who had fallen asleep on

“Boris?”

froze, “You’re still

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

her eyes half closed, there was tiredness on her delicate face, and her drooping eyelids

dark eyes.

the bedroom was dim yellow, casting

reason, and even his voice became gentle, “Go

at him, “I lost. I

was so serious, Boris couldn’t help but

didn’t take that bet

with it and he

he slowly squatted down and

was a little

in confusion, “What

as Boris’ hand touched her arm, he

up, “Don’t touch

said imperiously, “It’s not up to you. You will

the ground tonight.”

go,”

at her for a while, and he

to remarry her was not formal

sit down and talk it through. He guessed that the reason she rejected him last time was that she

if

and he didn’t mind giving

was

floor opposite her while thinking

this, Ziana was all in

time they spoke to each other calmly since they had

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