A Wild and Hot Cutie

Half an hour later, Jerry is wrapped in only a white bath towel, and she comes to the living room as a gorgeous woman.

She kneels on the ground and leans on Davis's side, she is giggling.

"Davis, do you still love me?"

Davis smiles without saying a word, reaches for a glass of wine and says, "Drink it, it will be more interesting."

Jerry holds the glass in her small hand and looks at Davis shyly. She drinks all the wine.

Her little face turns crimson under the influence of alcohol. A touch of liquor flows down her neck, then down her white body, all the way to the snow-white gutter where the bath towel is loosely wrapped. The trace makes people blood boil. Jerry glances quietly at Davis. He is looking at her hotly.

She takes the initiative to release the towel and exposes her body in Davis's sight.

She climbs onto his leg, reaches out to unzip his pants.

All of a sudden, he pushes her away forcefully. Her handsome eyes become cold and cruel suddenly. He grabs the towel and throws it on her.

"Cover your body! It only makes me hate you more."

Jerry is so shy that she grabs the towel in her hand and puts it on her body.

"Davis, don't you like my body?"

Davis approaches viciously, grabbing her chin with his hand suddenly and looking at her sharply.

"The wine you just drank was mixed with her blood sample. That is to say, the virus has spread in your body now. You and I are very clear about the efficacy of that poison. Now tell you directly, you'd better cooperate. Otherwise, it's not good for all of us." Davis breaks all Jerry's hopes.

Jerry looks at him in horror as she rushes into the bathroom and throws up desperately at the toilet.

But this wine is originally wine. When she drinks it into her stomach, it will melt into her blood within a few minutes. How can she vomit?

Jerry collapses to the ground in pain after vomiting for a long time.

Davis's voice sounds like a demon.

"Remember, this is just the beginning. I will recover the pain that Alisa has suffered, from you thousands of times. I'm sure you'll be more miserable to live than die." His cruel words shatter all her hopes.

She loves him, she loves him so humbly. Unexpectedly he would personally treat her so cruelly for the sake of that woman.

This man is far more vicious than she imagined.

Jerry weeps sadly, and the world seems to collapse.

She stands up suddenly and laughs at Davis. The laughter is bleak.

"How can you do this to me? How can you do this to me?"

Davis reaches for her neck and says coldly, "Tell me where the antidote is. You can be alive with her. If you don't tell me about it, you must die before her." Jerry's eyes become angry, and she looks at him sharply.

"Since I can't get your love, what's the meaning of living? But fortunately, someone will be buried with me. I'm worth it."

Davis's anger is aroused by her. He reaches out and slaps her.

"Bang!"There is a slap on her snow-white small face, causes a bright red five fingerprints immediately.

"Remember, if you want to say anything about Alisa, I'll kill you first."

His words are not threats, but orders of bullying.

"Ha ha, well... You have the ability to kill me, but you should understand that it will be useless to me."

"Is it really?" Davis's eyes turn bleak.

He stretches out his hand and drags her out.

"See if I can deal with you or not..."

There is a trace of tolerance in Davis's eyes.

Alisa sleeps restlessly. She always dreams that Davis is covered with blood in her dreams.

Suddenly, she opens her eyes and slows down for a long time, only to find that there is still a man lying beside her.

He is already asleep, his arm resting on her, holding her in his arms tightly.

Alisa smiles slightly, then leans closer to him and falls asleep.

There is a feeling of happiness surging into her heart. It may be very beautiful.

Alisa finds that the people around her not here when she wakes up the next morning.

It seems like everything happened last night is just a dream.

Ann comes to clean the room. "Miss Alisa, good morning!"

Alisa nods. "Where's Davis, Ann?"

"Oh, he said that he is very busy recently. Don't worry. You can call him if you have something to tell him. He went out at six in the morning."

Alisa frowns slightly. Did he get up so early?

"By the way, Miss Alisa, Mr. Naylor called in the morning..." Ann doesn't dare to say more for fear of making Alisa angry.

"What is the matter?"

"He said he felt not well and asked if you are here!"

"Is he ill?"

Alisa frowns slightly. She gets up and goes to the bathroom. She squeezes the toothpaste and brushes her teeth.

Suddenly she looks up and sees herself in the mirror. It seems that something is wrong!

The whole person looks as if she has not slept.

Alisa pats her face with cold water to sober herself up, thinking about Naylor's affairs in her mind, and doesn't pay too much attention to where she has changed. "Are you going to see Mr. Naylor?" Ann asks casually.

"Well..."

Alisa answers casually and goes downstairs to have breakfast. She sits on the sofa and watches TV after breakfast. She doesn't mention anything about going home.

It is only about noon that Alisa comes back to her senses. She packs her cell phone and puts it in her bag.

"Ann, I'll go home. Tell Davis that I'll be at home if he asks."

"Okay, Alisa, can you leave alone?"

"Oh, don't worry! I'm going home, not running away from home. Don't worry!"

Ann smiles and says. After Alisa goes out, she still calls Davis and gives a brief report of the incident, so as not to make any mistakes again.

Alisa is dazed slightly while standing at the door of the familiar corridor,l. She hasn't returned here for a long time.

She thought it was happy here before.

She feels that she is still love her father and she is still a lucky girl.

But now, she is still a little embarrassed in the face of her identity.

After standing for a long time, she takes a deep breath and walks upstairs slowly.

After all, there is something in her heart that she can't give up. She is standing at her door.

She finds that she doesn't have the key after standing for a long time.

She is hesitating whether to press the doorbell.

Suddenly the door is open, and Naylor stands in front of her with a smile.

His turbid eyes are filled with tears at the moment when he sees Alisa, and the smile on his face is very humble.

"You are back, come in, come in."

Alisa lowers her head and steps in slowly.

She sees that the table is full of dishes as soon as she enters the door.

Alisa is a little surprised.

Naylor is still surrounded by an apron at his waist. He is busy packing up the bowl for Alisa.

"Come on, come for dinner. Dad made your favorite dish."

Alisa frowns and asks coldly, "Are you ill?"

Naylor is a little shocked, he puts down the bowl in his hand, and his face looks unnatural slightly.

"No, I am not ill. I just think our father and daughter have not been together for a long time."

Naylor is choking, "Dad missed you so much! I'm sorry, Alisa, can you give dad a chance, I won't do this again."

"How could you use such an excuse to cheat me back?"

Alisa feels very angry suddenly. At first, she is still sorry for him.

Unexpectedly, he cheats her again now.

He uses the excuse of illness to lie to her home.

"I'm sorry, Alisa, I just wanted to see you. Don't be angry. Dad cooked a lot of dishes."

Alisa retreats coldly, "I'm not your daughter. From the day you betrayed me, it's doomed. No matter whether I have a blood relationship with you or not, you have betrayed your daughter, and there won't be any more." "Alisa, dad just wants to save more money for you. Dad is old, and my career and status are useless to me." Naylor is helplessly like an old man.

Alisa sneers, "Why is it useless? You can have a mistress or even a son or daughter. You don't need to come to find me."

Alisa turns angrily, and Naylor grabs her.

"Alisa, can't you forgive Dad this time?"

"Sorry, I can't forgive you!"

Alisa says coldly, and then turns around. Her heart is very sadness. She is cheated by Naylor again and again. She regrets it. Why did she come back? She comes back foolishly while knowing that he is lying to her. Alisa walks quickly, as if there is a terrible devil chasing her behind her, and she cannot wait to get out of the dark place.

She doesn't want a father. She never had a father.

Alisa walks quickly through the door, running angrily.

Suddenly, Naylor's voice comes from behind.

"Alisa... Alisa..."

Alisa sneers. She won't look back. She won't believe him anymore. Only a fool will be cheated for the third time in this world.

Alisa is suddenly pushed away by a force, and she stumbles to the ground.

Behind her come the sharp sound of braking and the jeering and disorderly shouting and swearing.

Alisa falls to her knee in flat heels, slowly gets up and looks behind her.

"Oh, there's a car accident. Call the police."

"There is a lot of blood. Is this man dead?"

Alisa's eyes follow the crowd slowly, focusing on a huddled figure on the middle of the road.

Blood flows beside him, and the whole road is dyed red. His shoes are randomly thrown on the road, one in the east and one in the west.

He is lying on the cold road pitifully and motionless, his figure is hit into an incredible angle.

The panic grows in Alisa's eyes and her hand covers her mouth.

Yes, this man stops the call of death for her just when she is crossing the road.

Yes, this person is the lonely old man who is looking forward to her forgiveness and her reunion.

Yes, this is her only father in the world.

"Dad..." Alisa screams with her whole world collapsing.

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