The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 434 Sleeping Together 

The caregiver was well-prepared and brought over a large bag full of things.

“Miss Scott, will you see what else you need? If you have any special needs, you can let me know.”

Ziana’s mouth twitched slightly, and she shook her head. “No more, thanks.”

“Okay, I’ll be in the living room. Feel free to call me if you need anything.”

The caregiver left. Seeing that it was getting late, Ziana prepared to wash up.

She picked up the big bag of stuff, and Boris followed her like a little tail.

He looked at her and then at the big bag, his eyes shining with curiosity.

Ziana was amused by his reaction. “What are you looking at?” This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

The more she said this, the more Boris stuck his head forward, his face almost on the bag.

Ziana pushed his head away and flicked him on the forehead as he looked over in confusion. “Be a good boy and don’t move.”

Boris heard the words and placed both hands in front of his body in a regular manner, not moving anymore.

She couldn’t help but laugh.

In fact, such a simple and silly Boris was far cuter and more likable than the usual cold one.

She took out the contents of the bag one by one.

Towels, shampoo, face masks, various high-end skin care products, and a whole set of makeup supplies…

Suddenly, an object appeared in front of her eyes and Ziana’s hand paused.

“What is this?” Boris asked out loud. He looked very confused as his eyebrows were knitted together.

Ziana was embarrassed. Her scalp instantly tightened when she was asked.

“Nothing.” She hurriedly shoved her underwear back into the bag, even intentionally covering it with something else. “What are you looking at? Turn your head away!”

“Okay.”

Boris obediently responded, moving slowly to incline his head.

” Ziana breathed a soft sigh of relief, not expecting his voice to come from in front of her again.

“what’s

“What’s that thing?”

“What?” She simply played confused and glared at him in a warning. “Nothing. No more questions, got it?”

“Oh.” The man’s voice was muffled.

“Don’t pry into women’s affairs,” Ziana muttered. “From now on, no talking and no turning your head without my permission.”

“Why?”

“No reason!” Ziana crossed her arms. “Are you disobeying me? I’m going home if you don’t listen to me!”

Boris hurriedly tried to turn around. But when he thought of what she said, he was too scared to move.

So he moved his body awkwardly and looked very funny.

Ziana was overjoyed. “Stand still! Stop!”

Boris was frozen in place with a jerk of his body.

Ziana laughed and went over to him and rubbed his head. “Good boy.”

Boris, who had his back to her, smiled.

“Okay, no turning around. I’m going to wash up.” She finished and went to call the caregiver in, so she could wash and clean Boris.

She, in turn, went into the bathroom.

The restroom was a separate space. But the thought of Boris outside made Ziana a little. uncomfortable.

Although they were a couple and even had a child, they were not close.

Ziana blushed. As fast as she could, she took a shower, changed into new, clean clothes, and dressed neatly.

From the time she got into the shower, to the time she got out of the shower, the process only took half an hour.

“Miss Scott.” As soon as the caregiver saw her come out, he immediately looked like he had caught à lifeline. “Why don’t you help him wash up?”

“What’s wrong?” Ziana was puzzled.

The caregiver explained helplessly, “Mr. Lewis keeps doing this. I talk to him, but he doesn’t respond. I ask him to turn around, he doesn’t move. If he hadn’t blinked occasionally, I would have thought he was a dummy.”

“Ahem.” Ziana said helplessly to Boris’ back, “You can turn around now.”

The next second, Boris was like a machine loaded with batteries, meticulously following the instructions and facing the two.

His expression was serious, but he looked foolish.

Ziana couldn’t help but touch the top of his head again. “Next, cooperate with the caregiver in washing up. Do whatever he tells you to do, do you understand?”

Boris pursed his lips and didn’t say anything.

The corners of Ziana’s mouth twitched. “Now you can talk, do you understand?”

“Understood.”

Ziana gave the caregiver a look. “Now you can help him wash up.”

Boris never took his eyes off Ziana while he was being served to wash up.

He looked straight ahead, unblinking, as if he couldn’t get enough of it.

The caregiver was caught between the two, embarrassed. He moved faster and faster and left quickly after ten minutes of haste.

It didn’t feel good at all to be between them!

“Don’t look,” Ziana said fiercely. “You’re clean and ready for bed. On my command, lie down!”

Boris thumped and fell straight to the bed.

The corners of Ziana’s mouth twitched.

“That’s good.” She encouraged him like a child. “Close your eyes!”

Boris closed his eyes abruptly.

“Great!” Ziana praised, “From now on, no talking, and start sleeping!”

She leaned over to cover him up, her eyes falling on his overly handsome face.

The next second, his closed eyes suddenly opened, startling her.

“What are you doing?” Ziana jerked back and pulled away. “Didn’t I tell you to sleep with your eyes closed? Why did you open your eyes?”

He opened his eyes so abruptly!

They met eye to eye. She was a little shy as he stared at her!

“No.” He said.

“You’re not going to sleep?” Ziana looked at the time. It was already after nine o’clock. “I’m sleepy though if you’re not.”

“You sleep,” Boris said, patting the spot next to him. “Sleep.”

He was going to let her sleep with him?

He was dreaming.

“No.” Ziana walked over to the companion bed next to her. The caregiver had already put on new bedding, and she laid down and covered up. “I’m so sleepy. You can count sheep with your eyes closed if you don’t sleep.”

She said and yawned, pulling the covers upward and closing her eyes.

In spite of this, she could still feel the strong eyes cast by the man next to her.

But gradually, she felt her body getting lighter and lighter, and all her senses were moving away..

After a long time.

Boris lifted the covers and got out of bed.

He came to the side of the woman’s bed and looked down at her.

The room was warm and the woman’s face was flushed. Her long, curling eyelashes cast a faint dark shadow on her fair skin.

Her breathing was soft and long. With each breath, her chest rose and fell.

Boris pursed his lips and slowly leaned over.