A Wild and Hot Cutie

No nostalgia, no turning back, Alisa just leaves. At that moment, Davis suddenly feels a deep sense of frustration. Playing with countless women, he suddenly feels uncomfortable all over. What the hell is wrong with him? She actually doesn't care about him at all!!

Alisa steps out of the front door of the villa. Davis's red Ferrari sport car follows, honking behind her.

Alisa looks back at him coldly. "It's too late for you to repent now. I won't stay here all night."

Davis stops and says, "Alisa, do you know what people hate you the most?" Alisa is silent.

Davis says angrily, "You just like pretending to be pure and lofty. It's so dark. Do you want to be caught by rogue? How do you want to be raped, by turns, or by group?" Alisa understands the obscure meaning of his words. It is midnight now. This place is remote, and it can't be said that there are any hooligans. However, she's just arrogant.

"Davis, I'd rather have sex with a hooligan than you..." Leaving that sentence, Alisa grabs her lower lip and runs away.

angry. He has been repeatedly

She is angry and brave just now. Now when the cold wind blows, the heat dissipates, and her heart calms

is no light. Davis doesn't catch up. There is a bus stop in front of her. Alisa is very happy and runs excitedly.

you are also waiting

in a duck tongue hat comes out of the back of the station sign, and his eyes twinkle above Alisa's

Alisa's clothes. He smiles and says,"What a pure girl! Uncle

go of me, let go of me, you pervert..." Alisa

a man appears behind him, holding

"Hee hee, this is a pretty woman, enough for our brothers to enjoy ourselves..."

Alisa cries