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.]

Thank G*d that

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

Half an hour passed.

room, the camera

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

stood quietly, looking down at her

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

but think of that kiss today, her softness and

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

over to carry

planned to remarry her. He wouldn’t let her

a foot away from her, Ziana who had

“Boris?”

“You’re still

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

half closed, there was tiredness on her delicate face,

dark eyes.

bedroom was dim yellow, casting

no reason, and even his voice

at him, “I lost.

was so serious,

didn’t take that bet

playing with it and he just wanted to tease

this, he slowly squatted down and looked at

soft hair was a little fluffy from

her eyebrows in

you to bed,” Just as Boris’ hand touched her arm, he was pushed away

cleared up, “Don’t touch me, I

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

the ground tonight.”

not go,”

and he thought

remarry her was not formal enough and the

didn’t sit down and talk it through. He guessed that the reason she rejected him last time was that she was mad at him and felt

give others another chance if he was rejected

and he didn’t mind giving her an extra

the dead of night, it was better for them to have a

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

was all in

first time they spoke to each other calmly

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