A Wild and Hot Cutie

Chapter 46 Asshole, let me go2

Alisa has been thinking hard all day, and she thinks Ann has a point.

Davis is a brain cripple. It says in the book that you should never confront the brain cripple, or he will

defeat you with his rich experience of brain cripple.

The best way is to go around.

In the afternoon, Davis appears in the dark at the door of the room.

He pulls the tie off his neck and strides towards Alisa. He sits heavily on the sofa, his eyes shining

proudly at Alisa.

"How is it? It's good to be locked! "

Alisa tries to squeeze out a dry smile. "Ha ha, you have worked hard all day, haven’t you? Do you want

me to hang your back? "

Davis narrows his dangerous eyes slightly. What kind of trick does this little girl want to play?

"Well, after my deliberation, I decided to admit my mistake to you..."

Davis gets up from the sofa, reaches for Alisa's tiny chin, and says sarcastically, "What kind of trick do

you want to play?"

Alisa quickly shakes her head, still laughing like a dog.

In fact, she always despise himself, Alisa, Alisa, she despises her!!

However, under the low eaves, people have to bow their heads. It's a real hero to be able to advance

and retreat!

"No, I don't dare to play tricks in front of the wise and powerful chief executive officer. Isn't it humiliating

me..."

Davis looks at her with interest and his voice is low. "Tell me, what's wrong with you?"

"Well, I shouldn't have sold the gift you gave me as rubbish. Although I have great pains, I shouldn't

have failed the president's efforts..." Alisa's smart eyes flash the light of cunning and purity.

Davis's perfect lip corner has always been a scornful smile, and his deep eyes are a little smug.

How can he not see Alisa's little trick? However, such Alisa makes him more attracted. He likes her to

be soft.

"Continue..."

"Well, I'll never do such a stupid thing again. I must be the most sincere to the president. I will never

play any more tricks... "Alisa's mouth is ticking with laughter.

It seems that the job of being an actor is really not a job for human beings. To keep a smile unchanged,

how hard it is to feel.

"Oh!" Davis touches his chin, and the smile at the bottom of his eyes is hard to hide.

"Well, a lot. Since it's a mistake, how are you going to make up for it? That car is worth ten million... "

It's treacherous. Alisa is gnashing her teeth at the bottom of her heart. Money, money, all evil money,

she used it up long ago. There's no way to buy it even if she takes it all back.

She reaches out and rubs her stiff face to keep the fake smile bright.

"Then, after I graduate, how about I make money to compensate you?"

"Why wait so long? You can give it back to me now..."

"I have no money now!"

"Be my mistress for a month, and when I'm tired of playing with you, you can go. We have nothing to

do with it ..."

"Just being a mistress?" Alisa has lost her self-esteem. As long as she can leave this bastard and let

her go to jail for a month, she is willing to.

"Yes, to be a dutiful mistress is not as secretive as before."

"Oh, that is?"

"I'm hungry now. Go and cook for me!" Davis's eyes shimmer with complexity.

Does she have to pass the qualification certificate to be a mistress? Well, it's only one month. No

matter how upset she is, it's only one month.

Alisa quickly nods and raises the chain in her hand and shakes it.

Davis takes a bunch of keys out of her suit pocket and unlocks them for her.

Alisa scolds in her heart that the bastard is so meticulous that he wipe the key with him.

When Alisa comes to the kitchen, Davis follows her quietly.

What to cook?

Ann is in the kitchen, holding hands, smiling and standing aside, "Miss, fresh vegetables are here,

meat is in the refrigerator, I don't know what else you need..."

Alisa looks up, leans against Davis at the kitchen door, turns to Ann and says with a smile, "Find some

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"Oh, oh, well!"

In Davis's villa, the kitchen is open-ended, and the kitchenware in it is specially made from Germany. It

looks very high-end and spotless.

Ann soon puts what Alisa needed on the counter.

Alisa reaches out to unbutton Ann's apron at her waist and says with a smile, "OK, now you go to have

a rest, I'll do it!"

Ann takes a look and says with a smile, "Are you going to make dumplings? Do you want a dough

stick? "

"Yes, do you have it?"

"Well, no, he never eats dumplings."

"Why?"

Alisa asks strangely when she sees Ann's face changed a little. She is the best at making dumplings.

When she was a child, her mother often made dumplings for her to eat. Later, she learned how to make

dumplings by herself. Unfortunately, after many years of learning, she still can't make out her mother's

taste.