A Wild and Hot Cutie novel Chapter 197

"Hello, Davis, do you know how to appreciate them? They are used to put them in the baby's bathtub."

"What do you do with the bathtub?" Davis suddenly has a bad taste. "Is it to add interest? Alisa, you're not so vulgar, are you?"

Alisa gives Davis a white look. "You're vulgar. It's for bathing babies, not adults. Forget it. You don't understand."

Although Alisa says that Davis doesn't understand, she soon brings a pair of lovely baby shoes.

The shoes look like angry birds, cute and funny.

"Are the shoes beautiful?"

Davis touches his chin and glances sideways at her. "Obviously, your feet don't fit well."

"Hello, I bought it for my baby."

Davis turns impatient. "Are you testing my patience?"

What's the matter with this woman? It's not that he has played video games with her to vent her emotions. How can she still be noisy?

There is no baby at all. Why does she go to the baby shop and go crazy?

Davis's words make Alisa a little angry. This man is really careless. How can he become a father in the future?

When Davis sees that Alisa is not happy, he reaches up and holds her in his arms. "Honey, let's go home and play, and see what's missing in the bathtub..."

This meaningful suggestion makes Alisa's little face red.

"You know how to play hooligans. I don't want to go back!"

"I promise not to play hooligans..."

When two people loving for each other, suddenly a child's low cry comes from some corner.

Alisa is stunned. "Listen, there's a baby crying."

This slight cry, as if from the bottom of Alisa's heart, makes her think it is her child crying.

Davis stops and listens carefully. He doesn't hear anything.

He holds Alisa's face gently. "Are you hallucinating?"

Alisa shakes her hand gently. "No, listen..."

Davis takes up Alisa's hand and is about to walk out. Alisa breaks free of him. She runs along the cry. After crossing several shelves, she sees a little boy sitting in the corner, crying from time to time.

Looks like, at most three years old, wearing a sky blue suit, feet or small running shoes, red face, big black eyes.

Alisa is sure that she has no illusions. She takes the boy's hand and asks, "Where is your mother, little boy?"

This is a wonderful question. The little boy cries loudly.

"Mom, Mom..."

It seems that the little boy is not walking properly. It seems that he is separated from his mother.

Alisa wipes his tears. "Don't cry, Auntie will show you where to find your mother."

The little boy seems to understand Alisa's words, blinks his big black eyes and stops crying.

Alisa takes the little boy's hand and turns around in the baby goods supermarket. When she meets someone, she goes to ask. She asks the whole circle, but she doesn't find the little boy's mother.

Davis follows Alisa with his arms in his arms and looks at her askew.

He can't believe the woman is so nosy.

Alisa finds the customer service manager of the supermarket. "Please broadcast to see if you can find the mother of the child."

The customer service manager begins to advertise, "There is a little boy about three years old, wearing a sky blue suit, who is separated from his mother. Who is looking for the child? Please contact our customer department..."

When the customer service manager is busy, Alisa takes the little boy's hand, sits on the chair and waits.

"Children, tell me, what's your name?"

The little boy looks at her timidly without saying a word. Alisa changes the subject, "Do you want to eat ice cream, little boy?"

When he hears something to eat, the little boy nods happily. Alisa turns to look at Davis and smiles twice.

Davis raises his head and how can a president to buy ice cream for the little boy?

"I don't want to go. Don't look at me. There's no way at all."

Alisa continues to giggle and goes to Davis's side. "Hey, it's our own child. Go and buy one or two. Actually, I want to eat..."

Davis puts his hands in his pocket. His eyes glare at the little boy. The little boy cries.

Alisa hurriedly coaxes him, "Don't cry, darling, this uncle is actually very kind. He will buy you some ice cream later..."

The little boy is scared to hide in Alisa's arms. How can he believe that this wolf like uncle will buy delicious ice cream?

"Hey, Davis, you're too much. You scared him to cry. You should pay for an ice cream."

President Davis can't stand Alisa's excuses. "I'll go..."

The president is willing to condescend to buy ice cream, but soon he comes back empty handed.

"They said they would not swipe their cards..."

"I'm dizzy!" Alisa exclaims, did you get it wrong to buy an ice cream and brush it for someone else?