Chapter 395 Good Night

Thinking too much?

That was true.

Ever since Ziana became suspicious of the past, she often thought about many things these days.

But Ziana never expected that she would faint in a private restaurant last night.

She still remembered the headache and trembling feeling at that time, like a person drowning in the sea and about to suffocate.

No!

She couldn’t think about it!

After thinking about it for a while now, Ziana didn’t know if it was a psychological effect, but her head was aching, and she had the illusion that her head was about to split.

Ziana felt nervous and immediately rubbed her temples.

Boris quickly walked over and asked concerned, “Are you not feeling well? Do you have a headache again?”

“Maybe I didn’t sleep well and felt a little dizzy.” Ziana didn’t tell the truth.

Boris pushed her out as he said, “I’ll call you when

at him with rounded eyes. “You

her cute reaction, and couldn’t help scratching the tip of her nose. “I am your man, why can’t

coughed lightly and took a step back uncomfortably. “You’re not my

am determined to be your man again in the future, and now I am unilaterally announcing that I am your man. I hope one day, you can also admit

“What?”

Boris took a deep look

was a little hot, and she said,

and

watched her disappear completely before turning around and walking back to

lived in Serenity Cove for three years, and she was very familiar with there.

she went upstairs, her head was no longer aching. She had been wearing the clothes on her body overnight, so she went into the cloakroom,

remained the same

had been away for more than a year, but she seemed

feeling was strange and made her

cloakroom was very large, divided into several areas. Most of them were her clothes, and there was only a row of

clothes, and when she was about to

her eyes lit up.

of suits, there was a touch of

corner of it was exposed, it made Ziana curious. Could it be women’s clothes?

Which woman?

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