A Wild and Hot Cutie

In the living room, Alisa is wearing a light blue dress, sitting on the sofa with her legs in her arms, and her eyes are staring at the LCD screen.

When he comes closer, he finds she is crying, and her eyes are red, just like rabbits.

Davis begins to regret whether he is too fierce in the morning.

He reaches out and holds Alisa's shoulder, pulls her into her arms, and wipes the tears out of her eyes.

"What are you crying for?"

Obviously, if he is concerned, it will change from Davis's mouth, as if with a trace of ridicule.

Alisa confronts him stiffly. He catches her in his arms, but turns away from his face.

Davis glances at the TV screen. It is the scene where the hero sets off fireworks for the heroine. Just for this?

"Do you like fireworks?"

Alisa's mind is still stuck in the previous TV picture. The hero has been looking for the heroine for many years, and finally found the heroine, but the heroine has cancer. At the last moment of her life, the heroine fulfilled her promise, put on her wedding dress, and walked into the wedding hall with her. In a moment, the fireworks were like fairy flowers.

Alisa thinks about her love with Sam unconsciously, just like fireworks scatters all over the sky. Last time in Maldives, he also set off fireworks for her, but unfortunately she did not meet him.

Destiny! It's just one of the most hateful jokes. Take away her favorite things and push the least things to her.

"How old are you, Alisa? Can you be moved by someone's fireworks?"

Davis is not without scorn, with dark eyes.

Alisa sways her nose, wipes her tears carefully, and says off and on, "You don't understand. It's called sincere love."

"Can love be a meal? It's no use farting..."

"Yes, a man like you who was born with a gold key has a superior life since childhood. You never lack a woman around you, so you don't know what love is."

Alisa says a lot in one breath, and Davis glances at her carelessly.

"One day, you will understand that romance is useless."

Davis looks at his watch and pushes Alisa aside. "I have something else to do. You stay at home. Remember, don't try to run out. Of course, if you don't want that foot, run out again!" Alisa is very upset. She talks about love with this kind of man. What's the difference between playing the piano against a cow and talking about love? He can understand love?

It's unrealistic to expect a man who only knows how to trade money for lust to believe in love.

"Miss, young master told me for a while. After lunch, I'll bring a foot therapist to massage your feet..."

Ann follows Davis's instructions carefully.

Alisa nods absently. Anyway, she has no right to refuse. Here, Davis is the emperor. His words are the imperial edict. No one dares to disobey.

In the afternoon, a professional female foot therapist is brought in.

"Hello, Miss. My name is Amy. I'll serve you..."

Amy is very skilled in massage skills, which makes Alisa's feet very comfortable. When the massage is half done, Amy's mobile phone suddenly rings, and Amy still massages Alisa, which means nothing to answer the phone. Alisa reminds, "Amy, your cell phone is ringing."

Amy smiles and says, "There is a rule in our store that we can't answer the phone when serving the guests."

"It doesn't matter," Alisa says with great decency. "You are working outside anyway. As long as I don't say it, no one knows."

Amy hesitates for a while, and Alisa encourages a few more words. She gets up gratefully, wipes her hands and answers the phone.

After a clock massage, Alisa's feet are much better.

Amy takes the money and is about to leave.

Alisa looks around at nobody and tightens her hand. "Amy, my foot is sprained. It's inconvenient to go out. Can I buy your mobile card with 200 dollars? If that card is not very important to you."

Amy hesitates for a while and shakes her head. "I'm sorry, Miss, but if you needs a phone card, I'll buy one for you!"

Alisa smiles bitterly and says nothing. Amy is very smart. "Miss, I think you are very nice. Are you under house arrest? Do you need me to call the police?"

Amy's kindness greatly encourages Alisa, "ha ha, no, it's just that my family doesn't let me contact some friends. I don't want them to know, so I want to change the card secretly."

Amy blinks. "It's a small thing. I can help you."

After Amy leaves, she returns almost half an hour later.

At this time, Alisa is sitting on the sofa in the living room. Ann goes to open the door and asks, "Why are you back?" Amy smiles apologetically. "I forgot to take my bag. I'm sorry to disturb you." Ann looks at her unceremoniously. "It's true, you are too confused."

But she turns to open the door and lets Amy in.

Alisa takes a red bags and laughs, "Is this bag yours? I saw it just now, but I don't know your phone number, so I didn't call. "

Amy sees the hint in Alisa's eyes, takes the bag with a smile, and quietly puts a card in her hand.

Amy laughs and leaves. Alisa holds the mobile card in her hand.

"Ann, I'm a little tired. Go to sleep!"

Ann helps Alisa back to her room.

Alisa is not a little sleepy, listening to Ann's footsteps disappear outside the door, she quickly jumps out of bed. She quickly finds out the mobile phone, puts the mobile card in, and unplug Sam's phone.

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