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.]

asked for too much. Thank

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

Half an hour passed.

the quiet room, the camera suddenly

got up

quietly, looking down at her

black eyebrows, slightly closed eyes, and finally stayed on her

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

feeling the breath between his

and leaned over to carry her

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

foot away from her, Ziana who had fallen asleep on

“Boris?”

“You’re

her eyes and sat up. Her drowsy look indicated that she was

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

dark eyes.

casting a gentle and

reason, and even his voice became gentle, “Go to

thought for a while, then looked up at him, “I lost. I should sleep on the

she was so serious, Boris couldn’t

that bet seriously at

insisted on playing with it and he just wanted to tease

slowly squatted down and looked

hair was a little fluffy

in confusion, “What

Just as Boris’ hand touched

eyes gradually cleared up, “Don’t touch

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

the ground tonight.”

will not go,” She

a while, and he

his proposal to remarry her was not formal

guessed that the reason she rejected him

give others another chance if he

their child and he

the dead of night, it was

the floor opposite her while thinking about it,

was all in

the first time they spoke to each other

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