A Wild and Hot Cutie

Ann comes quietly from the kitchen, gesturing to Alisa.

Alisa stands up and approaches Ann slowly.

"Alisa, in fact, the young master loves you very much. He deliberately seeks this woman to excite you. If you admit a mistake to him and take a soft one, he will be good to you as soon as the anger in his heart disappears." Alisa shakes her head in pain. No, Davis must hate her this time.

He kills her like that, without any pity at all. He doesn't love her anymore. He hates her.

"Alisa, listen to my advice. I'm an experienced person."

"Thanks for your kindness, Ann. I'm not going to get back together with him."

Well, he did this to her, and her last good feeling for him disappears.

Suddenly, the phone rings in the living room, and Ann rushes to answer it.

"What do you need, young master?"

"Let Alisa bring up two glasses of juice. Remember let her do it herself..." Davis hangs up domineering.

Ann looks at Alisa for a long time and sighs deeply, "That Linda wants to drink juice, let you do it!"

"Oh, yes!"

Alisa walks numbly to the kitchen and begins to find out the fresh fruit. Ten minutes later, two green juices are brought up by Alisa.

On the main bed, Davis enjoys lying on the bed. The top half of his body can be seen. His strong muscles are full of sexy temptations.

Linda is sitting on him and naked. She is riding on Davis with a proud e-cup.

When she sees Alisa come in, she feels no shame, but rather a sense of pride.

In the past, when running for matches in Asia, she was used to being looked at by others. Instead of covering up, she makes her body higher. The smooth silk is covered by their lower body, and you can imagine what close and fragrant scenery is below?

Alisa walks in numbly, lowers her head, and puts the juice on the table.

Linda cries impatiently, "Send it to me!"

Alisa takes a look at Davis. Davis's black eyes are lifeless. He hates her except for repugnant. Alisa has to bring the juice and passes it to Linda.

Linda gives a triumphant snort. The white fingers coat with red nail polish takes the juice bottle in Alisa hand in her hand, she takes a drink and all of them spray out.

"Oh, Davis, this vicious woman even gave me pepper juice..." Linda is crying.

"You didn't say what juice to drink. How can I know you don't like chili juice?"

Alisa is angry when she thinks of Linda's sarcasm at the party that day.

"Oh, Davis, you see she's so proud. You're going to make decisions for me. The life is so terrible..." Linda slaps Davis in the chest.

Davis pushes Linda away suddenly and jumps out of bed.

He reaches for Alisa's chin. "From now on, you're the servant here. Go to squeeze the juice again until she is satisfied..."

Alisa looks at him numbly, without saying a word, and walks downstairs with the juice.

Davis watches her figure disappear and kicks Linda under the bed.

"Davis, how can you do this to me?"

"What's wrong with you? What do you think you are when I give you what you want?"

"Davis, I am much better than Alisa. Why are you so nice to her?"

Davis looks at her contemptuously. "I, Davis, never play with a woman that other people have used."