A Wild and Hot Cutie

"Ann Ann..."

Alisa calls twice, and Ann comes out and says, "Miss Alisa, what's up?"

"Ann, did you see Davis?"

"Oh, just now Davis master took a call and hurried out with Jordan."

"Why didn't he tell me something and just left?"

"It seems that his face is ugly. There should be something urgent!" Ann answers truthfully.

Alisa nods. There are so many companies in Davis's hands. There are so many things that he can't finish every day. It's not surprising that he goes out in such a hurry.

"Ann, don't prepare lunch for me. I'll go out to dinner with my friends. If Davis asks, you'll say I'm with Lucy."

Alisa tells Ann and then go to change clothes in the room and goes out.

Half an hour later, Alisa gets off the bus and Lucy waves at her from the platform.

Alisa and Lucy are good friends from junior high school to university. In senior two, they were divided into two classes. In other times, they were almost never separated. Even if they didn't sit at a table, it didn't affect their intimacy.

It is senior year, in the blink of an eye, and the second half of the year should be left for internship.

Far away, Lucy is dressed in a white cardigan with a light green Knee Skirt, short hair cut to her ears, and a pair of square glasses with black edges. Although she doesn't look like a student's sister, her face is still childish. "Alisa, I'm here..."

Compares with Lucy, Alisa's dress is almost the same as in the past. She usually wears fashion when she goes to work, but when she plays with Lucy, Alisa is simple and fresh. She wears a ponytail, a White Chiffon shirt, narrow leg candy colored pencil jeans, white porcelain like skin, and shines like jewels in the sun.

Lucy reaches out and pinches Alisa's face. "You're getting better and better. Look at this little face. It can sink into the water."

Alisa's Chiffon upper body is a loose fit. Although she has been pregnant for two months, she can hardly see any deformation of her body shape. With the combination of Davis's nutritious meal, Alisa looks super good and her face looks like a red apple. "Hey, that is, do you know what the secret is?"

Lucy also confidently extends her head, "Share it now!"

"It's very easy to find a man to have a baby, just like me."

Lucy's face turns red like a monkey's butt. "I know you're not at peace. By the way, your man doesn't know you're pregnant?"

Alisa laughs twice, "He doesn't like children very much."

"He was careless, too."

Alisa just smiles and doesn't refute Lucy's words. Yeah, why is he so careless? Hasn't it been any clues?

Lucy sees that Alisa's face is not very good. She reaches out and gently takes Alisa's hand. "Don't take it to heart. I'm just saying it casually. In fact, he is a big man and has no experience of being a father. How can he know that?" Alisa glances sideways at Lucy. "Hey, did Davis do you any good? Actually help him to talk..."

Lucy raises her index finger to the sky and vows solemnly, "I swear, I am absolutely innocent."

However, no matter how Lucy explains it, there is a light shadow in Alisa's heart. She doesn't know where there is a light regret.

"Alisa, have you contacted your father?"

Alisa's face is cold. She looks down at the road and shakes her head. "No!"

Is he still her father now?

Or never? Now, she doesn't want to think about the relationship between her parents and Saxon.

Lucy looks at Alisa's face. She simply changes the subject.

"It's a nice day, Alisa. What do you think it is?"

Alisa follows Lucy's hand and looks up into the sky, only to see a big colored hydrogen balloon slowly rising up into the sky.

There is a banner hanging under the balloon. There is a line of writing on the banner. However, as the balloon rises, the banner is blown away by the wind.

The handwriting on it is not very clear. Lucy takes off her glasses, wipes them with a cloth towel, and puts them on again.

"I... am... here... waiting for you..."

Lucy reads word for word, and suddenly cheers, "Who is he? Such a romantic man, is this courtship?"

Alisa looks at it, and her calm face suddenly becomes very ugly.

Lucy feels Alisa's hand and it becomes cold in an instant.

"Alisa, what's the matter with you?"

"It's OK. Let's go to dinner!"

Alisa turns and stops looking at the banner. Her heart is in a mess.

She knows who that is, and that person can't look back.

"Alisa, do you know who pulled that banner?" Lucy also sees to know something.

"Yes... Sam!"

This kind of play is a game they often played when they were children, but as time goes by, she gradually forgets, and he still remembers it.

He remembers everything. What does he want?

"Well, Alisa, I think if you don't like Sam, you should make it clear to him that you don't want him to be paranoid, so if you let Davis know, it will be bad." Lucy knows that Davis is furious.

Alisa grabs a few mouthfuls of rice numbly and suddenly stands up. "OK, I'll go and make it clear to him."

Escape is not the way. We should face everything seriously.

In the park, a large area of sycamore trees blocks the view. Alisa steps on the withered and yellow leaves of sycamore trees and walks forward step by step. Slowly, Sam's figure appears in her sight.

The body is no longer the usual light and bright white, but a dark gray long windbreaker.

The whole person looks haggard and deep, like after a series of heavy blows, the whole person has matured a lot.

"Alisa, I knew you would come."

He sees Alisa come out of the woods, like a fairy in a dream, slowly walks towards him.

There is a smile on his gloomy face, which makes his whole person become nimble in an instant, as fresh as a dead tree in spring.

He ties the balloon to the branch and strides towards Alisa.

"Alisa! We are not brothers and sisters. Really, I am not your brother."

"How do you know?" Alisa asks with a little shocked in her eyes

Sam puts his hands around Alisa's shoulders and says eagerly, "I just know. You don't believe that we'll go to the DNA test. Will you go with me?"

"No, Sam, don't do that, will you?"

Alisa pushes it off, and Sam suddenly uses his shoulders to hold Alisa tightly in his arms.

He mumbles, but says eagerly, "Alisa, don't leave me, OK? I can't live without you. I have been convinced since I was a teenager that I want to protect you well in my life. I really can't lose you. My life and my heart are all beating for you. Alisa, if I lose you, I will die. Really, my life will never be meaningful anymore..."

His voice is hoarse and cold. His big hands are cold and trembling. With a kind of humiliating begging, his voice comes into Alisa's ear little by little.

She struggles hard, but Sam holds her tighter. It is too tight for her to let go.

"Sam, let me go, will you?"

Alisa feels that Sam is out of control. She pushes him away hard, but he refuses to relax like grasping the straw for life.

"Alisa, listen to me, Davis is not as simple as you think..."

Just as Sam is talking with Alisa in his arms, there is a sudden gunshot and a deafening sound.

Alisa is shocked when the bullet brushes her ear. Someone shoots in the park.

There is no response. Another shot breaks the leaves around her. The leaves spray her all over. Sam hurriedly pushes her away, and then takes her to run. "Alisa, let's go. Someone's after us..."

Sam's voice is very flustered, and he pulls Alisa desperately through the woods.

When Alisa runs, she looks back at a man in a black suit with sunglasses on his face.

He can't see his face clearly. He has a gun in his hand and aims at Alisa.

"Bang..."

With another shot, Sam pounces on Alisa, and the two roll in the grass at the same time.

Alisa's mind is in a mess. Why are they being chased?

By the time she reflects, Sam has already sat up from the grass.

At this time, two people have run to the square of the park, where there are many people.

The man looks at them, then steps back and hides in the woods.

"Alisa, Alisa, where are you hurt?"

Sam is shocked to see Alisa's face, shaking her for half a day. She has just regained her mind.

"Report, call the police, hurry, go to catch the bad guys..."

"Don't be afraid, it's called the police..."

Two policemen are called to the police. One is walking towards the forest. The other is asking Alisa about the situation.

"Alisa, where are you hurt?"

Sam looks at her body in a flurry, and Alisa shakes her head. "I'm not hurt."

She quickly remembers that when Sam has just knocked her down, a shuttle has been ejected.

"What about you, Sam?"

Sam smiles softly, with a strange sweetness in his heart. She still cares about him, doesn't she?

"I'm fine. Don't worry about me!"

"Let me see..."

Sam has been quietly covering his right arm with his left hand. Although his face is smiling quietly, Alisa soon sees that and she is holding his right arm stubbornly.

Sam is torn by her with pain, and he gives a slight groan of pain in his mouth.

Alisa has seen a lot of blood on the sleeve that has been cut by the bullet, which dyes the sleeves of the suit dark.

Alisa looks at Sam painfully, her mouth wriggles slightly and her hand gently pulls open the sleeve, revealing the bloody wound, with a burning smell.

"Sam, you fool. Don't say a word when you are hurt."

Alisa's tears slowly come out. For her sake, he will rather exchange his life.

Why is this man so stupid?