The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

At ten o’clock in the morning, Ziana finally got enough sleep and woke up naturally.

She was dazed for a while, then sat up slowly.

Boris heard the noise and knocked on the door.

Ziana thought it was Lillian and responded, “Come on in.”

Boris pushed the door open and went straight to the bedroom.

Ziana frowned as she noticed it was Boris.

“What are you doing here?”

Boris closed the door with a kick, approached her step by step, and stopped about three feet beside the bed.

Ziana looked at him and yelled, “Get out!”

She was still in her pajamas!

It wasn’t appropriate for him to appear here just like that.

Unexpectedly, after she finished her words, Boris suddenly took off his jacket.

His movements were smooth, and he threw his suit away elegantly.

Ziana didn’t understand what he was up to, and asked in a daze, “What are you doing?”

“Don’t you like to watch it?” He lowered his head and unbuttoned his shirt. Then he looked up, fixed his gaze on her, and smiled. “You can watch mine if you want. I think mine is better than theirs!”

“What?” Ziana was dumbfounded. “What are you talking about?”

Boris snorted, ripped his shirt, and the buttons fell on the ground, revealing his firm chest.

Ziana was at a loss for words. She stared at him for a few seconds and screamed, “You are sick! Who would take off their clothes early in the morning?”

Boris took off his shirt quickly, and his entire upper body was in front of Ziana’s eyes.

Ziana’s eyes lit up as she saw the sexy, smooth shoulder line. She was a painter and always appreciated beautiful things.

was also long and powerful, with a protruding sharp Adam’s apple. She looked down and saw

looking at

and saw

“Compared with those men in your rebound group, whose body is the

was a long silence.

didn’t know how to answer it.

Boris’ was the best. There were actually more muscular ones than him in the group chat, but what she appreciated was moderately healthy muscularity.

were

“You are so

don’t care. Just tell me whose body is the

give him the satisfaction he wanted. “Each has

“You can’t tell it by

immediately and shouted, “Don’t do that, Boris!

here. You don’t like it?” Boris touched the quilt meaningfully and pressed it, “Maybe you

was resisting touching his muscles while preventing him from lifting her quilt.

and pecs in the group chat? I’m single now. I have every right to look at other men. Who are you to question me? Don’t forget that you are still in the stage of pursuing me.

her tighter, and his lips moved bitterly. Finally,

rubbed her wrist, and shouted, “Get out!”

I can show you whenever you want. As I said before, I will serve you

these words, “Who do you think you are?”

be by your side. Even if…” He paused,

then grabbed the pillow and threw it at him,

didn’t say anything this time and left the room after putting on his jacket.

but he stayed

and Ewen, and at night, before going

a

and warm.

love five years ago. When she was pondering about the past, he had already started

and closed her

side, and his voice was deep and

voice, “The story is

Ziana coughed out.

the same question on the first day they became boyfriend and girlfriend, but he said,

him to ask the same.