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.

long and powerful, with a protruding sharp Adam’s apple.

was looking at it engrossed, a faint voice echoed in her

and saw Boris standing

asked seriously. “Compared with those men in your rebound group, whose body

was a long silence.

didn’t know how

more muscular ones than him in the group chat, but what she appreciated was

were perfect.

“You are

don’t care. Just

give him the satisfaction

her hand, and pressed it against him, “You can’t tell it by looking

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

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

his muscles while preventing him from lifting

to look at other men. Who are you to question me? Don’t forget that you are still in the stage of pursuing me. Before you go crazy, ask yourself if you have the right to tell me what to do or

his lips moved bitterly. Finally,

rubbed her wrist,

wasn’t telling you what to do.” Boris said humbly, “If you want to watch it in the future, you can tell me. I can show you whenever you want. As I said before, I will serve you anytime, anywhere, as long as you need it.”

pissed when she heard these words, “Who do you think you are?”

doesn’t matter who do you think I am as long as I can still be by your side. Even if…” He paused, took a

long time, then grabbed the pillow and threw it at him, “You are sick! Put on your clothes and get

left the room after

what happened earlier, but he stayed and acted like nothing.

at night, before going to sleep, he

tell you a bedtime story.”

like a spring breeze, gentle and warm. He didn’t seem to care about what happened

ago. When she was pondering about the

chasing him and closed her eyes instead.

just sitting by her side, and his voice was deep and sexy and made it difficult for her to

called her in a low voice, “The story is over, do you need my

Ziana coughed out.

same question on the first day they became boyfriend and girlfriend, but he said, “You are still young. So I

to ask