A Wild and Hot Cutie

Finally, her left hand can move, and she is holding back, trying to release her right hand.

"Ah!"

With a scream, the thin man stabs the fat man with a knife in his hand, and the blood gushes all over the place. Alisa is scared and shivers constantly. She doesn't expect that the two men would turn against each other for money, and they would kill the killer. These are two people who don't even want their lives for money.

Alisa is struggling with the fear in her heart, trying to untie her right hand. It happens that the fat man falls in the same direction as Alisa.

Alisa stoops down and unties the rope on her feet. At the moment of she unties, the thin man pushes away the fat man's body and rushes to Alisa.

"Bitch, want to run..."

"Ah!" Alisa screams, picks up the chair and waves at the skinny man behind her.

The thin man takes a few steps back, dodges the chair, turns around and draws a dagger from the fat man's body, and chases Alisa.

"Ah!" Alisa screams irrationally, dragging her trembling legs, and runs down the stairs in her life.

As soon as she rushes out of the door, she runs directly to the outside of the gate.

At this time, her mind is blank and her heart has only one belief, so run away.

At night, she can't see the black of her fingers. She bumps into a bosom firmly and cries out conditionally. "Help, help!... Please don't kill me!"

"It's me!"

The deep, dark voice sounds like a tranquilizer for Alisa. It is Davis! She has never felt so warm and safe in his arms.

Alisa plunges into his arms and cries out in horror, "Save me, someone kills me!"

"Don't be afraid, everything has me..."

Davis takes Alisa behind him and steps forward.

The thin man is chasing down fiercely. When he sees her, he stabs her with a knife. "Bitch, you tease me. I'll kill you now."

Davis sneers, "Look for death!" The body moves slightly and he kicks over.

The night is as thick as ink. Alisa can only see two shadows fighting together. She stands nervously. After a long time, she reflects and cries for help. "Help, help!"

Alisa's sharp voice is especially clear in the night. She wants to call more people to deal with the gangsters together.

Sure enough, after her voice, there is a dog barking voice. It is doggy.

Alisa is holding her hands to her mouth and shouting, "Doggy, doggy, come on, there is a bad guy..."

When Leo comes with doggy, the thin man has been subdued by Davis. The flashlight in Leo's hand lights up his vision.

The thin man is beaten black and blue by Davis, and his hands are pulled behind him, unable to move.

"I'm sorry, Miss Alisa. There are some friends here today. I am late. They surprised you." Leo apologizes.

Doggy stands in front of the skinny man, grinning and howling.

Alisa shakes her head weakly. "Call the police. There's a dead man upstairs..."

Half an hour later, the police takes the two bad guys away.

Davis drives Alisa downtown. Alisa is sitting in the passenger seat. She looks like to be collapsed.

All the clothes on her body are drenched with sweat.

She turns her head and sees Davis's suit, which has been opened several times by the knife. There is fresh blood in the broken part. Alisa pounces on it with concern. "Are you injured?"

Davis reaches for his clothes and covers the wound with disapproval. "It's all right." He says in a low, sexy voice

The car stops at the gate of the community.

"Would you like me take you up?"

With dark eyes on his handsome face, Alisa purses her lips and nods.

Since he respects her, she won't reject him like that.

In the living room, Davis sits on the sofa and looks around. This is where Alisa lives. This is the first time he has been allowed in by her.

Alisa comes out with a lavender dress, still holding a first aid kit in her hand.

Under the light, Davis was scratched with three knife marks on his left arm, his sleeves are rotten into strips, and blood flows from here.

"I'll clean the wound for you!"

Davis doesn't refuse. He will not refuse Alisa. Alisa is his universal gravitation. Even if he doesn't do anything, just looking at her like this, he feels peaceful.

Alisa kneels on the sofa, cuts the sleeves with scissors, and cuts the shirts together.

Anyway, these two clothes are rotten. They can't be worn any more. They are simply cut into short sleeves by her.

There are three deep wounds on the thick arm, which should be cut by the knife in the thin man's hand.

The wound is bloody and fleshy. Alisa bites her lower lip and gently applies medicine for him!

Davis doesn't say a word. His black eyes look up along the thin white legs. The sweet skirt wraps her small body. The exquisite undulating curve is hidden in it. The low neckline can see the faint undulating white and round outline. He can imagine the enchanting scenery inside. Davis's throat is tight, his blood is boiling fast, and he suddenly pushes Alisa away with his injured arm.

Suddenly he stands up.

"I'm leaving."

The voice is hoarse, mixed with a sense of Stoicism, and the black eyes look elsewhere as if nothing has happened.

Alisa looks at him at a loss.

This handsome face is how she once hated it. At this time, he is her life-saving benefactor, not at this time, there are many times.

On the island of Maldives, he rescued her from the sea.

He rescued her desperately at the police station in S city.

In her old house, she was attacked by her aunt. He came to save her suddenly;

And that time he rescued her from her uncle's hands. In S University she was insulted by students and brought her back from Thomas...

All of a sudden, Alisa's mind is filled with many past events. She has never seriously and carefully thought that this man had been playing an important role in her life. She finds out horribly that without him, she cannot have lived to the present.

She has been running away from him before, hating him and the reason is the love he imposed on her.

A man, who only knows how to love with body and imprisonment, makes her feel panic, so she desperately wants to escape.

At this time, he no longer loves her, he lets go, and Alisa just feels as if she has just known him.

"How could you be there?" Alisa asks cautiously.

Davis's black eyes glance at her gently. There is no temperature, and his cold thin lips are slightly curved.

"Don't worry, I'm not following you. This is it."

Davis puts a gold earring in his palm. "Jerry's earring fell on your house. She asked me to find it."

"Oh!" There is a flash of embarrassment in Alisa's eyes, and she clasps her hands in embarrassment.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. I mean, you showed up in time. Thank you for saving me. I will compensate you for your suit..."

When someone saves her life, she should say something! But Alisa is too nervous to remember how to thank him.

"I don't care about the suit. If you really want to thank me, please invite me and Jerry to have a meal!"

Davis has a deep voice and dim eyes.

Alisa stays and nods at once, "OK, I'll invite you to dinner tomorrow."

"No hurry, wait until you feel better, I'm gone!"

Davis is tall and out of Alisa's sight, and Alisa goes all the way to the gate.

It's been more than one o'clock in the morning. Alisa charges her cell phone and dials Sam's cell phone with her home phone. It turns off.

Alisa's heart becomes fluttering. And her father's words echoes in her ears again.

Yeah, Sam, who do you care?

Alisa is charged and can't wait to turn on the phone. She is thinking, maybe Sam is too busy to leave, so she should send her a text message to comfort her.

She flips through the message box and nothing! There is a sense of loss.

The phone rings suddenly. Alisa looks at it. It's a strange number. She's about to press it. Suddenly, something comes to her mind. She answers.

"Are you OK, Sam?" Alisa says happily.

"Ha, I'm not your brother! I'm Jerry. I just heard that Davis said you were attacked by gangsters. Are you afraid? Do you want me to come over with you? Is there anyone else in your family? Or I'll ask Davis to pick you up. I'm playing hero league with Davis now. There's just one person missing. Would you like to come?"

Jerry is very enthusiastic and keeps talking.

Alisa is embarrassed to refuse her kindness directly. "Well, I'm fine. I'll let it go tonight. I've already slept. Go another day!"

"Oh, all right! If you have anything to do, just call my cell phone. Since you're sleeping, I won't disturb you. Good night! "Jerry hangs up.

Alisa is holding her cell phone and dazzled. Does Jerry have a brain problem?

Doesn't she know she is Davis's ex girlfriend?

If so, it would be embarrassing.

Alisa doesn't sleep very well. Maybe she is over frightened. As soon as she closes her eyes, she feels the thin man stabbing at her with a knife. She screams and opens her eyes. It is just a dream.

With the light on, it's only three o'clock in the morning. She has slept for less than two hours.

She opens her eyes and looks at her mobile phone. There is still no message from Sam. She plucks up the courage to call him and still turns off.

Since he won't be back all night, why doesn't he call her? Can't he find a mobile phone to call?

Even if he can't find another phone, how can he charge it? It's only a few minutes. What is he doing?

Alisa can't sleep all night, has nightmares as soon as she closes her eyes. She simply gets up and sits on the sofa watching TV.

She knows what she is looking forward to, but she doesn't know what it is?

Suddenly, someone pats her on the shoulder, and she suddenly wakes up from the confusion.

The TV is still on. It's off. She is sleeping on the sofa.

Naylor is looking at her in disbelief. "Why don't you go to the room to sleep?"

Alisa looks up at the wall clock. It's just over five!

"Dad, I'm waiting for you to come back. Why are you back now?"

After sleeping on the sofa for such a long time, she feels as if she has been beaten.

Naylor takes off his coat and goes to the bathroom. "Well, I take a bath and go to work. Go to have a rest!"

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