Chapter 148 Jack of All Trades

The next morning, Ziana woke up early.

She went to knock on Boris’s door and informed him that they were leaving to find Ms. Damara in

half an hour.

“So, Mr. Lewis, you better hurry up and get ready, and don’t dawdle,” she said.

But when she returned half an hour later, Boris was still in his bathrobe, looking like he had just

taken a shower.

His muscular upper body was s*xy and perfect, with water droplets sliding down his muscles, and

his hair was still wet.

Perhaps because of impatience, his gaze was a bit sca**ered when he looked up, and the stray hair hanging down from his forehead made his eyes look even more dim.

What a fresh and handsome man!

But Ziana didn’t even bat an eyelash. Not only that, she even felt like blowing up.

She looked him up and down, and said bluntly, “Don’t tell me, you just started to clean up.”

“Mm,” Boris said flatly, “I overslept.”

Ziana was getting angrier, “Didn’t I call for you?”

“You should have come into the room and called me,” Boris said, looking at her, “That way, I

wouldn’t have fallen asleep again.’

Taking a deep breath, Ziana asked, “So, how much longer do you need?”

“Half an hour, maybe longer,” Boris said, glancing at her, “Are you in a hurry?”

“I’m in a hurry to separate from you,” Ziana said truthfully, “Can you hurry up?”

“I can’t,” Boris said, turning to walk back into his room, “If you’re in a hurry, you can go by

yourself.”

If the rules of the program allowed for solo activities, she would have left on her own a long time

ago.

Who would want to be with him anyway?

her lips and

Boris said calmly, slowing down his movements even more than

walking, slowly blow-drying

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still only 6:30 in the morning, and there weren’t many netizens

appeared on screen together, the live stream room

live

on? Why do I feel like Mr. Lewis likes to take his

scene be broadcast

Lewis looks like a peacock displaying its feathers to

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wanted to hit him. She couldn’t bear it anymore and asked, “Are you still

her surprise, Boris turned out to be a picky person, saying, “Not only do I need to

snorted, “Stop it. I’ll treat you to

stove, and lightly put her

did, but he suddenly

the room, unable to resist, and then pushed

his hand, that lost strength seemed to slowly return to his

thoughtfully at her, but the

a punch, take your pick,” Ziana started

smile, but there was impatience and threat in

eyes deepened a bit, and he raised an eyebrow indifferently, “I

Two hours later.

car stopped in a

night, Ziana had searched the

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“Eighth Coal Mine” on it, so it was

car and hadn’t walked a few steps when they saw a middle-aged man. Ziana took

Damara?” the man said, asking, “Are you looking

ask her. Do you know

elegantly and became curious. He warmly said, “I’ll

thanked him with a

and Boris glanced at it,

ago and understood that it was a

very smart and could see through

was that she drew the

had developed an appreciation for art in his

lines, decisive strokes,

were present, and the

believe that Ziana’s artistic ability was

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