A Wild and Hot Cutie

Chapter 69 A romantic night 2

It is a good candlelight dinner, but Davis's mood is messed up by Alisa.

Why does this damned little woman keep mentioning for a month that she can't wait to leave him?

"Alisa!"

"Oh." Alisa is holding a big bunch of blue goblin and looks at him at a loss.

"Candlelight dinner, why only candlelight, no dinner..."

Alisa is very upset. "Well, isn't there juice?"

"What? Shall we drinking juice for dinner? Are you wrong? "

Davis's temper is so bad that he can't recognize people anytime and anywhere. Just now, I gave you

flowers and rings. In a blink of an eye, I began to speak roughly.

"Well, is that cake still there? I'll take it out..." Alisa says with smile.

"I ate all of them." Davis says coldly. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

This damned woman is so good at craft and cake making that he can eat well.

"But there are eight..." Alisa is so surprised that she can't believe that Davis has such a good appetite.

Besides, he is the president of ST group. Will he be short of cake?

"Hum, you miscalculated! There are only seven... "Davis turns around and doesn't believe it. Anyway,

he ate it in his stomach. She has no evidence.

OK, Even if it's seven, it's very big. Alisa touches her head. Maybe she counts it wrong!

"Well, wait, I'll bake now..."

Alisa laughs and is about to run away.

With a wave of his arm, Davis grabs her back and presses her on his knee.

Eight cakes, in fact, he's really full, he can't eat anything.

However, the water smart woman in front of him is pretty and delicious.

Alisa's clean black hair is spread over her shoulders. She is wearing a knee length skirt with lake blue

and white colors. She is also stained with the fragrance of roses.

The red lips are full of attractive light. Davis tightly holds her slender waist with big hands and drags it

into his arms.

His voice is low dumb and his eye light becomes deep, "Isn't there something to eat here? Don't go."

"Where is it?" Alisa looks around and thinks there is something to eat.

Suddenly, something hard comes up between the legs.

Alisa raises her head nervously, and she looks at Davis’s lustful eyes. She understands instantly.

It's her that he prefers to.

She turns around quickly to run, but Davis won’t let go of the meat in his mouth.

"Alisa, your reaction arc is so long, you don't understand until now..."

Davis scoffs contentedly, reaches into Alisa's skirt and teases her through the thin skirt.

The hot kiss locks Alisa's lips, the tip of her tongue rolls, and Alisa's panting gets worse.

Davis separates Alisa's legs and asks her to sit face to face with him in his legs.

Alisa's body softens slowly under his hot kiss. She collapses in his arms, and the burning desire slowly

enters.

"Ah... Ah...."

Davis buries his face in her neck. Her hair gently lifts his face. His breath grows heavier.

He rips off the shoulder strap of her skirt, stops his lips at her delicate collarbone, rolls and kisses, and

then goes down the collarbone little by little.

Lust, make the night more romantic.

In the distance, there are meteors flying across the night sky from time to time, which is dazzling.

Alisa is in a coma under Davis's wild body.

When she wakes up in the morning, Davis looks at her contemptuously.

He lies on her left side, reaching for his chin, and his eyes are full of dissatisfaction.

"How can you be so ill?"

It's clear that he's too exuberant for her.

Under the quilt, his big hand is not idle, along the curve of her smooth cartilage, touching little by little.

Alisa reaches out and pushes him away. "I'll go to the bathroom..."

When she gets out of bed, Alisa is a little weak and almost falls down.

Indeed, since the death of her sister, she has been in a state of over consumption and emptied.

Before she takes a step, Davis takes her back to bed.

Alisa doesn't wear any clothes, so she is covered by Davis.

Alisa is not at ease with the two men so close together.

"From today on, you will have a good rest here and go to school after you get well."

"No, I'll take a lot of classes."

"Are you sure you want to go to school?"

Davis looks at her with deep eyes.

Alisa is dull. Yeah, can she go to school? Her elder sister died. Her uncle's whereabouts are unknown.

She is penniless now.

She has to think about the next thing. She majors in fashion design.

"Oh, I'm going to apply for a student loan..."

She can also go to school while working. She has not given up her studies for the time being.

If she really gives up her studies, she will be a fallen mistress.

In that case, she will despise herself.

"Yes, but first you have to do your mistress's duty." Davis takes out a gold card and puts it in her hand.

"The password is 991314..."

This is the same card she throws last time, Alisa refuses.

"I don't want to use your money..."

Davis ignores her, releases his hand, jumps under the bed and goes to the front of the mirror to get

dressed.

"I, Davis, can afford to play with women. You can spend whatever you want, but don't do anything

wrong. "

Alisa holds the card she bought with her body and is silent.

Sometimes, some reality you have to admit, cannot escape, so naked in front of you.

Even breathing is painful.

In the afternoon, Ann comes in with a middle-aged foreigner, "Miss, this is Dr. Green.

He is an authority in England. The young master asks him to check you up."

"Well, Ann, I'm not sick!" Alisa's face is blank.

"Ha ha, young master said you often fainted. There must be something wrong with you..." Ann's tone is

implicit.

Alisa blushes. What's the matter?

It's obviously because of the asshole, Davis. He's the one who's sick, not her.