A Wild and Hot Cutie

Chapter 197 No one loves the baby

"Hello, Davis, do you know how to appreciate them? They are used to put them in the baby's bathtub."

"What do you do with the bathtub?" Davis suddenly has a bad taste. "Is it to add interest? Alisa, you're

not so vulgar, are you?"

Alisa gives Davis a white look. "You're vulgar. It's for bathing babies, not adults. Forget it. You don't

understand."

Although Alisa says that Davis doesn't understand, she soon brings a pair of lovely baby shoes.

The shoes look like angry birds, cute and funny.

"Are the shoes beautiful?"

Davis touches his chin and glances sideways at her. "Obviously, your feet don't fit well."

"Hello, I bought it for my baby."

Davis turns impatient. "Are you testing my patience?"

What's the matter with this woman? It's not that he has played video games with her to vent her

emotions. How can she still be noisy?

There is no baby at all. Why does she go to the baby shop and go crazy?

Davis's words make Alisa a little angry. This man is really careless. How can he become a father in the

future?

When Davis sees that Alisa is not happy, he reaches up and holds her in his arms. "Honey, let's go

home and play, and see what's missing in the bathtub..."

This meaningful suggestion makes Alisa's little face red.

"You know how to play hooligans. I don't want to go back!"

"I promise not to play hooligans..."

When two people loving for each other, suddenly a child's low cry comes from some corner.

Alisa is stunned. "Listen, there's a baby crying."

This slight cry, as if from the bottom of Alisa's heart, makes her think it is her child crying.

Davis stops and listens carefully. He doesn't hear anything.

He holds Alisa's face gently. "Are you hallucinating?"

Alisa shakes her hand gently. "No, listen..."

Davis takes up Alisa's hand and is about to walk out. Alisa breaks free of him. She runs along the cry.

After crossing several shelves, she sees a little boy sitting in the corner, crying from time to time.

Looks like, at most three years old, wearing a sky blue suit, feet or small running shoes, red face, big

black eyes.

Alisa is sure that she has no illusions. She takes the boy's hand and asks, "Where is your mother, little

boy?"

This is a wonderful question. The little boy cries loudly.

"Mom, Mom..."

It seems that the little boy is not walking properly. It seems that he is separated from his mother.

Alisa wipes his tears. "Don't cry, Auntie will show you where to find your mother."

The little boy seems to understand Alisa's words, blinks his big black eyes and stops crying.

Alisa takes the little boy's hand and turns around in the baby goods supermarket. When she meets

someone, she goes to ask. She asks the whole circle, but she doesn't find the little boy's mother. NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

Davis follows Alisa with his arms in his arms and looks at her askew.

He can't believe the woman is so nosy.

Alisa finds the customer service manager of the supermarket. "Please broadcast to see if you can find

the mother of the child."

The customer service manager begins to advertise, "There is a little boy about three years old, wearing

a sky blue suit, who is separated from his mother. Who is looking for the child? Please contact our

customer department..."

When the customer service manager is busy, Alisa takes the little boy's hand, sits on the chair and

waits.

"Children, tell me, what's your name?"

The little boy looks at her timidly without saying a word. Alisa changes the subject, "Do you want to eat

ice cream, little boy?"

When he hears something to eat, the little boy nods happily. Alisa turns to look at Davis and smiles

twice.

Davis raises his head and how can a president to buy ice cream for the little boy?

"I don't want to go. Don't look at me. There's no way at all."

Alisa continues to giggle and goes to Davis's side. "Hey, it's our own child. Go and buy one or two.

Actually, I want to eat..."

Davis puts his hands in his pocket. His eyes glare at the little boy. The little boy cries.

Alisa hurriedly coaxes him, "Don't cry, darling, this uncle is actually very kind. He will buy you some ice

cream later..."

The little boy is scared to hide in Alisa's arms. How can he believe that this wolf like uncle will buy

delicious ice cream?

"Hey, Davis, you're too much. You scared him to cry. You should pay for an ice cream."

President Davis can't stand Alisa's excuses. "I'll go..."

The president is willing to condescend to buy ice cream, but soon he comes back empty handed.

"They said they would not swipe their cards..."

"I'm dizzy!" Alisa exclaims, did you get it wrong to buy an ice cream and brush it for someone else?

"Forget it, you come to see him, I'll buy it!"

Alisa shakes her head and goes to buy it herself. Otherwise, she doesn't know what Davis will buy

later.

After buying ice cream, Alisa suddenly finds that the child is missing.

"And where is the child?"

Davis says as if nothing has happened, "You don't look at me with such suspicious eyes, OK? I'm not a

wolf. I don't like children either. That little guy went to the toilet."

"What?" Alisa is going crazy. He lets a three-year-old boy go to the bathroom by himself.

"I'm dizzy. How can you do this? How can he go to the toilet when he is so young? Tell me where he

is?"

Davis points to the front. "He is in Men's room."

Alisa rushes over, bumps into a man, and retreats. She then clearly understands Davis's words. He is

talking about the men's bathroom, and she is a woman.

Alisa has to rush back. "Hey, go and have a look. What if he falls into the pit?"

Davis gives her a slow look. "What are you afraid of? It's not your child."

"Well, if you don't help me, I'll rush into the men's room!"

Looking at Alisa's jump, it's possible that she runs into the men's room impulsively. Davis has to stand

up.

He comes in with his nose covered, and comes out quickly with his nose covered.

Alisa waits at the door. "What's up?"

"He's defecating. He says he can wipe his butt." Davis has never been so embarrassed.

If he hasn't looked at Alisa's face, he will have gone away. It smells so bad.

"Davis, in fact, you are the most lovely uncle in the world. Wow, you are so handsome. Let me kiss

you..."

With an inordinate passion for Alisa, Davis quickly reaches out to stop her. "No, I won't do such a

thing."

Two people are quarreling, suddenly the little boy cries, "Mom, wipe my ass..."

It's over!!

Two people four eyes are opposite, big eyes stare small eyes, all refuses to move.

"Really, what are you doing as parents? You have to stop even wiping your children's buttocks..."

An old grandfather comes out of the men's room, holding the boy who has wiped his buttocks.

The grandfather washes the little boy's hands very attentively and sends him to Alisa and Davis.

"Well, the young people are really getting more and more ignorant now. They look so well dressed, but

they have no sense of responsibility!"

Grandpa sighs and goes out.

Davis stares at him. What's going on? He is also very innocent. No one knows who gives birth to this

little boy. Yeah, it's none of his business!

Alisa never sees that Davis is so embarrassed. She laughs happily. Davis reaches out to Alisa's nose

and says angrily, "Listen, take him to the customer department, and wait for his mother to claim him.

Let's go back. Maybe the child is mentally retarded! "

Alisa squashes her mouth. "No, let's wait for the good thing to be done."

"Well, take care of yourself. I have something to do first."

You know, his time is very precious. Minutes are millions of orders…

He doesn’t want to spend it here with a kid.

The two are arguing. Suddenly the little boy pulls Alisa's corner and whispers, "Mom..."

This mother is so thrilled that Alisa subconsciously looks around and finds that there is no other woman

at the scene except her.

Davis pulls out and is about to open his mouth. The little boy takes Davis's coat corner and shouts,

"Dad!"

This time, Davis is shocked to the extreme.

Alisa looks into the little boy's eyes, at the melting ice cream in her hand, and finally understands the

situation.

Taking a deep breath, she hands the ice cream to the little boy, "Eat it, let's sit there and wait."

The little boy stops crying and follows Alisa obediently.

Davis gloats. "I said it's mentally retarded. You don't believe it. Look, he can’t recognize his parents."

Alisa smiles, "May be he is really your son."

Davis puts his fist to Alisa's chin and says angrily, "You want to die, don't you?"

Although he is a bit romantic, he still knows how to cherish his sperms and never waste them outside.

At that time, the romantic father leaves sperms outside, which makes Perry and his mother suffer for a

lifetime. He will not make this mistake again.

No mother comes to claim it when the little boy finishes eating two ice cream and it is dark.

The customer department doesn't find any useful evidence either.

"Well, let's take the children home first. If you have any information here, please contact me. This is my

mobile number." Alisa stoops to write her mobile number to the account manager.

Davis's face changes a lot. "Hey, Alisa, you're crazy. We're not a homeless shelter. Just take him to the

police station."

"Police station is also a person place, OK? You see, the boy is so pitiful. He's not easy to get

acquainted with us. Then he'll be sent to a strange police station. He'll be afraid. Let's take him in!"