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.

never been so angry. He has been repeatedly and repeatedly rejected by

it’s windy, and Alisa is hurriedly walking with holding her arms. She is angry and brave just now. Now when

Davis doesn't catch up. There is a bus stop

"Little girl, you are also waiting for the bus!"

tongue hat comes out of the back of the station sign, and his eyes twinkle above Alisa's waist.

up and grabs Alisa's clothes. He smiles and says,"What a pure girl! Uncle has a car here. Do you want

go of me, let go of me, you pervert..." Alisa waves her hands.

Suddenly a man appears behind him, holding Alisa

this is a pretty woman, enough for our

Alisa cries