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.]

for too much. Thank G*d that

I might wash up and

Half an hour passed.

the camera suddenly made a slight

got up and got out

looking down

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

that kiss today, her

up, feeling the breath

and leaned over to carry her to

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

when there was still half a foot away from her,

“Boris?”

froze, “You’re still

sat up. Her drowsy look

half closed, there was tiredness on her

dark eyes.

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

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

at him, “I lost. I

serious, Boris

take that bet seriously at

playing with it and he just

slowly squatted

hair was a little fluffy from

raised her eyebrows in confusion, “What are

Just as Boris’ hand touched her

cleared up, “Don’t touch me,

“It’s not up to you. You will suffer when you wake

the ground tonight.”

not go,” She

for a while, and he thought he understood why she rejected

his proposal to remarry her was not

that the reason she rejected him last time was

others another chance if

birth to their child and he didn’t mind giving

of night, it was better for them to have a

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

was all in

time they spoke to each

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