Chapter 145 Your Size Is the Smallest

Ziana was amused by Boris. She had never realized how humorous he could be. The fourth question of the test was about his size. Although she had slept with him before, albeit in a dazed state of pain, she had some impression of his size. "Come on, Ziana. Admit it, you love me," Boris said with a snort when she didn't answer. "I know you don't want to remarry me right now; you're just pretending to be coy, hoping I'll pursue you." "You seem to have lost your mind," Ziana couldn't help but say. She was speechless and didn't know how to express her feelings. Ignoring her, Boris sighed and made a compromise. "Okay, since you're the mother of my son, I can try to win you over. You just want a way out, don't you? I'll pursue you, and then you can agree to remarry me. Are you satisfied now?" Ziana couldn't take it anymore and decided to come clean. "Let me be frank with you. I remember your size because