A Wild and Hot Cutie

Jerry changes into clean clothes in the living room, and she cleans herself up after taking a bath.

Her body is falling quickly under the double torture of virus and sexual abuse.

Her face is pale and haggard in the mirror. Her eye sockets are sunken, and her shiny eyes have become obscured.

Her long, smooth and silky hair is dry to split. She curls her hair with hands and the hair falls down.

She almost can't recognize herself when she is standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom.

She trembles with pale lips. She combs her hair with her comb in trembling hands.

Is this virus so powerful?

However, Jerry feels happy when she thinks about the consequences of Alisa.

She will be like this soon in the future.

Davis, look at the woman you like, how can you still love her when she is no longer beautiful?

It is a long time before Jerry comes out slowly.

"Am I beautiful?"

She smiles weakly in front of him. She still has some unwillingness even if she will die.

Davis presses the cigarette out and says coldly. "Where's the antidote?"

"Davis, can't you coax me? Love me more so that maybe I will tell you the antidote as soon as I'm happy."

Jerry smiles and her voice is hoarse, and she will never have a clear voice like oriole.

This poison is really powerful.

"No nonsense, do you want to go back to the red-light district again?"

Davis's coldness and ruthlessness makes Jerry feel hopeless.

However, she is still smiling. She thinks it is the most beautiful smile on her face. She likes to laugh to attract Davis.

"Can you send me back this time? Well, my body can't stand tossing... phew..."

Jerry coughs weakly and her eyes look coldly.

She is looking out of the window slowly. There are many people outside. Everyone is busy. Every day is beautiful for them. They still have a lot of time and happiness to enjoy. Instead, she can only die coldly with pain in the end.

Davis stubs out the cigarette butt on the table impatiently.

"Hurry up . You won't tell me that you're just lying to me, are you?"

Jerry stops joking with him and says seriously, "OK, as long as you meet my three requirements, I will give you the antidote."

"OK!"

"First, marry me, second, accompany me on my honeymoon, third, register for marriage with me."

Davis stands up quickly. "Are you crazy? Don't say three conditions. I won't agree to any of them unless I am disabled mentally."

Jerry sees that there is no room for discussion, and she is not angry. She gets up and smiles.

"So you have to do to keep me locked up."

"You!"

Davis is furious and grabs Jerry's neck. Jerry just smiles and she doesn't move.

He holds her throat, tighter and tighter, and she doesn't resists at all.

Jerry's little face becomes red and then purple slowly with less air in her lungs.

"Master Davis, let go quickly, she is going to die!"

Jordan hurries to stop him. This woman must die in Davis's hands as he squeezes so much.

Miss Alisa's antidote is long gone as soon as the woman dies.

Davis is so angry that he doesn't know the appropriate strength of his hand. After a long time, Jerry's eyes are almost protruding before he lets go. Jerry collapses softly as soon as he lets go of his hand.

Davis is so furious that he can't wait to strangle her with a kick. Why did he choose this damned woman to make Alisa angry?

Jordan comes forward and reaches for Jerry's breath and then he is relieved.

He stands up slowly, "Master Davis, she is still alive."

"Well, shut her up and watch over her. You will record it for me if anyone who has contact with her."

Davis says coldly. He doesn't believe that Jerry isn't afraid to die.

He has exhausted all means to torture her in this period of time. It's unbelievable that her will is so strong and unyielding.

But she should be afraid of death! As the virus attacks slowly, she will surely find a way to take antidotes.

Now, Jerry's house is under Davis's control.

Not only is there a secret sentry outside, but also there are hidden cameras at all angles in the room.

The phone is also monitored. If Jerry does anything, it will be caught by Davis.

Night falls, Alisa waits for Davis to go home and sees the clock is past 10:30 and he hasn't come back.

Alisa gets up and turns off the TV, she goes to the bathroom and is about to take a bath.

She sees herself in the mirror. Suddenly, the change of that moment makes her feel terrible.

Both of her eyes are red. It is terrible.

Alisa is shocked. How can this happen?

She grabs her long hair in pain, and the strange feeling on her hand surprised her even more.

There are so many black hairs in the fingers of her hands.

She opens her eyes in horror. What's the matter?

She grabs her hair like crazy again in order to prove her conjecture.

She pulls down a lot of black hair.

Tears of fear flow from Alisa's eyes. It must be a dream. It must be a dream.

Wake up quickly!

Her black hair flutters on the ground with Alisa's action. It is all over the ground. She is scared. She is lying on the ground nervously, picking up the messy hair and holding them in the palm of her hand. She is shaking with fear. She pinches her face hard, trying to wake herself up from her nightmare.

She feels painful and the strong pain makes her clearly realize that she is not dreaming. All this is true.

"Ah..." Alisa growls in despair.

She must have had some terrible disease. She has already noticed that the pain is abnormal.

"Bang...Bang... Bang..." Ann knocks desperately on the door outside.

"Miss Alisa, Miss Alisa, what is wrong with you?"

Alisa's action surprised Ann. It is a long time before she is woken up by the cold floor.

Neither Ann can know, nor Davis.

Alisa picks up her hair randomly and stuffs them into the garbage can. She pulls a layer of paper towel to cover them, and wipes away the tears on her face randomly. So she goes to open the door.

Ann knocks on the door outside for a long time. She is scared.

She runs in as soon as Alisa opens the door.

"Miss Alisa, what happened?"

Alisa lowers her head and pretends to look for something. She doesn't dare to let Ann see her eyes.

"There's a cockroach escaping from that sewer."

Alisa points to it. Ann runs to find immediately. Alisa takes the opportunity to come out.

She goes straight into the quilt without saying anything.

The whole person is shrouded in fierce shadow. What happened to her?

Ann looks around, but she also does not find cockroaches. Alisa has shut down her phone and sleeps after she returns to the bedroom.

"Miss Alisa, did you fall asleep?"

No one responds to her. Ann sighs softly, walks out of the bedroom, and then closes the door gently.

Alisa is so scared that she takes her mobile phone quickly, then surf the Internet and search for her symptoms.

She is very disappointed that she doesn't find any relevant information after searching for a long time.

She has been in hospital several times since she was pregnant. Why hasn't the doctor say anything about her disease?

Did she think too much?

Alisa rummages in bed and can't fall asleep.

It is almost midnight when Davis comes back.

Alisa huddles in the quilt and pretends to sleep. He seems afraid of disturbing her and moves quietly after Davis takes a bath.

He lies softly beside her and holds her in his arms.

He buries his face in the back of her neck and breathes the fragrance of her body greedily.

He puts his big hand in her hair and strokes it gently.

He feels something unusual after a while. When he pulls out his fingers, The tangled feeling does not disappear when he pulls out his fingers.

He turns on the small light on his mobile phone and puts it under his hand slowly.

Suddenly the feeling of pain fills up from his heart. The feeling of depression, pain and panic dominate all his nerves.

Her long black hairs are among his big hands. It is like all the fallen leaves in autumn.

The virus still breaks out no matter how hard he tries and worried about it.

The pain makes him unable to bear it. His tall body is shaking gently.

"Davis, the lights are so dazzling that I cannot go to sleep."

Alisa doesn't sleep at all. She is back to him and cannot see his expression and action on her back. She just wonders that it is in the middle of the night, what is he doing with his mobile phone for? She wants to turn around, but she is afraid that he will see her appearance. She has to pretend to be confused and murmur.

Davis is shocked and takes her hair into a ball immediately, pinching it in his palm, and then turning off the small light on the phone.

The night falls into the darkness again.

Davis goes back to bed with his arms around her, and says in a low voice, "Haven't you fallen asleep yet?"

"Well, I just fell asleep for a while, and you woke me up again."

Alisa turns around slowly and leans her little face in his arms.

Her sweet breath is exchanged with his masculinity in the night.

Davis leans down and kisses accurately her lips.

Alisa reaches out her hands and shoves him, and bursts out of his arms suddenly.

Alisa reaches out and strokes the outline of his face. Her thin fingers stroke his forehead, straight bridge of nose, thick eyebrows and thin lips.

"Are you teasing me?" Davis says evilly.

He is going to pounce on it. Alisa stops him with her hand and chuckles.

"I hate it, no, stop, I have something to tell you."

Davis's hand has penetrated into her dress, grabbing the rounded contour of her breast, and playing with the shape at will.

His gasping grows heavy gradually.

"Baby, can you talk after I'm done with my work?"

"Hey. No. Asshole, you are a rascal."

Alisa struggles, and she has been embraced by Davis.

"Let's try the action of making love like the old tree packing, have a try..."

Davis says viciously.

The night is softened by such sex passion.

The faint moonlight comes in, and the two entangled figures are printed on the wall clearly.

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