A Wild and Hot Cutie
Chapter 37 Where do you want me to touch you 1

"I never touch your sister..."

Alisa's mind echoes Davis's words. If so, isn't her sister really pathetic.

Alisa wants to comfort her sister, but when it comes to her mouth, she can't say anything.

After thinking about it, she stretches out her arm, inserts it from her waist, holds her tightly, and puts her head on her back.

In the early morning, Alisa is still in her pajamas, standing in front of the landing window.

On the long road from the villa garden to the sea, Davis is running in the morning. Under the sun, his wheat-colored skin is full of male tension, very beautiful and wild. The red sweatpants are even more set off by his sun and domineering, like a burning flame. Super perfect face contour, slightly messy hair, is a pair of sharp eyes.

Such a man, if you leave aside the character of that scum, he is really charming.

Sweat flows down his strong upper body, shining like a diamond in the sun.

Maybe he feels Alisa's eyes. He stops, wipes his sweat with a towel, raises his sharp eyes and sweeps over to Alisa. There is a bad evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

That expression is smiling. Did you feel good last night!

Alisa takes a quick step back.

"Alisa, what's the matter?" Selena goes to the floor glass window and looks.

By this time, Davis is far away.

"No, I see him running in the morning..."

"Exercise is good for your health, Alisa. Would you like to run?"

"No, I'm going to class..."

Alisa packs her things, picks up her messenger bag and rushes down the stairs.

By the time he passes the living room, Davis has already changed into a black suit, his hair is still wet and very sexy. With a faint smell of Cologne, he reaches out and grabs Alisa. Directly against the wall, there is a long kiss.

Alisa is beating his chest. There are several servants in the living room. He is so shameless that he can get estrus anytime and anywhere.

Until Alisa can't breathe and her face turns red, he is willing to let go and says in a meaningful low voice, "It looks beautiful today, isn't it because of the moisture last night?"

Alisa's face turns red and gives him a look. "The nerve of you!"

Davis reaches for Alisa's arm and drags her into the restaurant.

"Hey, don't hold on to me, I'm leaving..."

"After breakfast..."

Alisa is very resistant: "I don't eat breakfast."

"Don't leave without eating..."

"You... Why are you so violent?

Davis raises his chin and looks at her vaguely. "I can be more violent. Do you want to try it?"

"You..." Alisa has to sit down quietly and looks at the very delicate fried eggs, bacon and meat in the dinner plate. Her appetite immediately opens. She drinks milk and eats fried eggs at the same time. "Well, I'm full. Can I go?"

"No, all the bread..." Davis looks down at her like a tyrant.

"I'm going to be late!"

"Finish it!" There is no doubt about Davis's tone. It's not a broken school. It's not important.

After dinner, Davis takes Alisa to the garage.

A white Ferrari parks in the garage, it is brand new with a pearl like luster.

Alisa looks at the car with amazing, and then looks at Davis, "Do you buy a new car?"

As far as she knows, Davis has at least three cars, a red Ferrari sports car, a black Rolls Royce, and a luxury RV. However, the garage looks big. There should be a car in it.

Davis picks up his arm and looks at her proudly. "It's for you. Do you like it?"

Davis still thinks that, woman. He can't just smash the car ticket with money. He doesn't believe that Alisa won't be moved.

Alisa sticks out her long tongue and spits, "Give it to me? How much is it?"

Davis frowns. "How much do you care?"

"Of course, I don't want to get tangled up with you in the future. Well, forget it, I don't want it. You'd better save it!"

"Alisa!!!" Davis is once again enraged by Alisa. How can this damned little woman always be so clear with him that she doesn't want to accept his things? Is she afraid of being entangled with him?

"Well, Alisa, you think women all over the world are dead. I'm still hanging on to you? I'll tell you, Davis has a good taste for playing with women. The delivery will never be calculated. Moreover, no woman will let me play for a month. Don't worry! I will soon get tired of you.

"

"OK, count your words..."

Alisa has to accept the luxury car without any difficulty.

Davis squints as Alisa drives out the door.