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

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

Half an hour passed.

camera suddenly

lamp, got up and

stood quietly, looking down at her

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

couldn’t help but think of that kiss today, her softness and sweetness, and that only

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

over to carry her to

to remarry her. He wouldn’t

there was still half a foot away from her,

“Boris?”

froze, “You’re

and sat up. Her drowsy look indicated that she

was tiredness on her delicate face, and

dark eyes.

bedroom was dim yellow, casting a gentle and

no reason, and even his voice became gentle,

up at him, “I lost. I

she was so serious, Boris

didn’t take that

insisted on playing with it and he

this, he slowly squatted down and

was a little

her eyebrows in confusion,

you to bed,” Just as Boris’ hand touched her

gradually cleared up, “Don’t touch me, I won’t

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

the ground tonight.”

will not go,”

and he thought he

book, his proposal to remarry her was not formal enough

him last time was that she was mad at him and

another chance if he was rejected by other women

gave birth to their child and he didn’t mind giving

dead of night, it was better

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

this, Ziana was all in

spoke to each other calmly since they had known

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