The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 456 Call Me Honey

The implication in his tone was too obvious.

Ziana's face became even hotter, but she did not avoid the topic this time. Instead, she raised her

head and asked, "What will happen?"

Boris' face was stern, and his jaw was tense as he fixed Ziana with a dangerous stare.

All of a sudden, he smiled and casually answered, with a hint of playfulness and teasing, "We'll have a new baby."

Ziana's heart softened instantly.

She subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but Boris refused..

He rubbed her hand, and his eyes fell on her face. "It's not right to tease and then run away, you

know?"

"Boris..."

"Don't call me Boris." He corrected her with a chuckle. "Call me honey."

He picked her up from the floor, kicked open the bedroom door, put her on the bed, and leaned over

to kiss her.

His kiss came with such force that it instantly stole the air from her mouth.

Ziana felt weak all over, and her head lacked oxygen. She could only rely on him to breathe.

Boris smiled and kissed her, his fingers not idle.

He seemed to know her body better than her. Wherever his fingers went, he ignited a flame of

desire.

Ziana felt that she was like a small boat floating on the ocean, while he was the stormy waves that could capsize her at any time.

"Boris..." she whispered, "I feel like I can't breathe... like I can't think... Help me..."

Boris kissed the tip of her sweaty nose. His voice was enchanting and full of temptation.

He said softly in her ear, "Good girl... call me honey. I'll give you everything I have, including my

life."

Ziana couldn't stand what he was doing, so she cried, "Oh... Honey..."

The sound of "Honey" was like the strongest aphrodisiac, which made Boris lose all reason in an

instant.

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He kissed her hard on the lips and coaxed, "Hold me tight, baby. Just leave the rest to me."

This storm lasted for 2 hours before it finally ended.

Ziana had fallen into a deep sleep now.

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But Boris was not tired at all. Instead, he

~~~~lore energetic.

He had never felt so refreshed for a moment as now.

The woman he loved the most was by his side. She was sleeping in his arms with an affectionate and

satisfied look.

Boris looked down at her.

Her bare shoulders were still tinged with a suggestive, ambiguous pink hue.

He pulled the quilt up and leaned over to kiss her on the lips.

"Honey, we'll never be separated again."

The next day.

Ziana slowly opened her eyes, but as she tried to move, she felt that her whole body was sore.

She suddenly remembered what happened last night, and her face suddenly became hot.

Suddenly, a big hand fell on her forehead.

Boris rubbed her forehead gently and said with a smile, "Good morning, honey."

The next second, his handsome and stern face was right in front of her eyes. Boris winked at her and revealed his perfectly aligned teeth as he smiled. Ziana was stiff all over. "Morning."

"Just that?" Boris was dissatisfied. He leaned over to kiss her. "Call me honey."

Hearing his words, Ziana thought of the scene where he coaxed her to call him honey over and over again last night.

She was so embarrassed that she couldn't lift her head and pushed him awkwardly. "Move, I'm getting up."

"Call me honey before that," he said domineeringly, "Or do you want to deny what happened last night?" "Don't bring it up."

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"So you want to deny it!" Boris put on a look of "just as I suspected." "I knew it would be like this. Anyway, you have denied it many times before I understand. After all, I am good-looking and have some skills. You happened to be feeling lonely, and I happened to be there, so I became your outlet. In other words, you just wanted to play with me. Otherwise, why would you be calling me 'honey' last night and then turning your back on me now that you've had your fun?"

"You...." Hearing his vulgar and explicit words, Ziana quickly covered his mouth. "I didn't.”

"Then why don't you call me honey?" He pouted, feeling extremely aggrieved. "You just said those words last night to coax me into bed, right? You don't want to make up with me at all, do you?"

"I didn't!"

However, Boris ignored her words and remained immersed in great sadness. "Actually, you didn't need to say those insincere words. If you need me, just signal to me and I'll be there. You don't have to go to the trouble of coaxing me. Maybe your words were just a game to you, but I am foolish and

naive enough to take them seriously."

Ziana chuckled in exasperation. She couldn't stand it any longer, so she compromised, "Honey, stop pretending."

Boris was overjoyed. He looked at her in an exaggerated manner, with his eyes wide open. "Honey, what did you call me just now? I didn't hear clearly."

Ziana rolled her eyes at him. "Honey."

"Honey!" Boris hugged her tightly. His voice was low and sexy. "I thought you were going to deny it

again."

"Didn't we agree to make up?" Ziana blinked at him.

Boris took a deep look at her and passionately kissed her on the lips.

Ziana was not a hypocritical woman. She wasn't three or five years ago, and she wasn't now either.

She had refused him before, wanting to make trouble with him, but her heart had always belonged to him. How long could she hold out without wavering? Since she would eventually be captivated by him anyway, she might as well follow her heart's

choice.

She kissed him back.

The two of them lingered in each other's embrace for quite some time until Ziana's stomach. growled.

Boris smiled and said, "I'll go and prepare breakfast for you. We can't have you going hungry.

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Maybe our daughter is already in your belly."

Ziana glared at him. "It's impossible."

"That's hard to say. We got Ewen after just one try, didn't we? I have pretty good accuracy."

"Get out." Ziana urged him, "I'm hungry."

"I'll be back soon. Just wait here."

Boris put on his clothes and went out of the room.

He was immersed in the joy of reconciling with Ziana, completely unaware that not far behind him,

a figure had quickly hidden itself away.

It was not until a long time after Boris left that Edison emerged from around the corner.

He watched Boris' back as his fists clenched tighter and tighter.

'Why did Boris come out of Ziana's room?

Could it be... that they were together last night?

Moreover, from the way Boris looked just now, he doesn't seem foolish at all!' Edison thought.