The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 145 Your Size Is the Smallest

Ziana was amused by Boris.

She had never realized how humorous he could be

The fourth question of the test was about his size.

Although she had slept with him before, albeit in a dazed state of pain, she had some impression of

his size.

“Come on, Ziana. Admit it, you love me,” Boris said with a snort when she didn’t answer. “I know you don’t want to remarry me right now; you’re just pretending to be coy, hoping I’ll pursue you.”

“You seem to have lost your mind,” Ziana couldn’t help but say. She was speechless and didn’t know how to express her feelings.

Ignoring her, Boris sighed and made a compromise. “Okay, since you’re the mother of my son, I can try to win you over. You just want a way out, don’t you? I’ll pursue you, and then you can agree to remarry me. Are you satisfied now?”

Ziana couldn’t take it anymore and decided to come clean. “Let me be frank with you. I remember

your size because your size is the smallest I’ve ever seen.”

“What?!”

Boris’s face froze. He was furious and couldn’t believe what she was saying.

He was confident about his size.

Ziana pouted and continued, “I didn’t want to remember, but it’s just too small, too cute.”

“Shut up!”

Boris didn’t believe it for a second. He always used the largest size of condoms. How could she say he was small?

But then he thought about the rebound fellow group she was in. There were so many men in there, and who knows if some of them had a natural talent for wooing her.

Did they ever send her any pictures like he did?

He suddenly thought of the photos he had sent her and realized that other men might have sent her photos as well. The thought made him burn with anger.

“Who else have you seen?” He asked through gritted teeth.

If he found out, he would have to chop them up.

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you proposed remarrying me, but I declined. You’re embarrassed and can’t let go, so you keep pestering me. But I’ve made it clear. Don’t

a stab of pain

his arms.

“Yesterday, didn’t you say it was my last chance?

replied irritably, regaining his composure. “You’re so annoying. Do you

his neck, making it hard for Boris to breathe. Boris said, “Ziana, do

“It’s the ex–husband.”

same thing,” Boris grumbled.

seriously, “There’s a big difference.”

her with an icy expression, an emotion she couldn’t understand. “Do you want to get hurt?” Boris tried to threaten

softly, “You can’t

them a ribbon. Ziana rudely tied it over Boris’s eyes, causing him

level

them, this game was

strong arms, and carrying her was effortless. With Ziana’s proper direction, there was no doubt that they would complete

smoothly entered the

involved two people holding one end of a red rope in their mouths, with a lit cigarette in the middle of the rope. They needed to work together to

and knew that this game was

with

minute, the two of them stood

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Ziana a small gift. When she opened it, there was a sachet inside. There was a

task of this mission was to repair a statue, and now that they had a master, all they needed to

the ten pieces they

entire puzzle would be about thirty pieces in total.

and Boris

the task, and if they hurry up, they could finish it tomorrow and go their

idea made Ziana

fragments into one sachet, looked at Boris, and

pursed his lips, and said nothing.

front, and he paused for a

much communication between them, Vivi in the audience found them particularly

thought that they had passed the unspoken challenge just now, and she couldn’t

jealous.

stage, she couldn’t help but

teeth.

become Boris’s ex–wife, she

have no shame?

great that it allows one to