Alisa is picked up by Davis. She stretches out her arms in a shock and hooks them around his neck.
Davis strides, albeit indoors, but Alisa still feel that he's a little crazy with excitement.
"Ah, put me down, put me down..." Alisa struggles.
Those cleaning maids pass by. They are smiling quietly, and then quickly flee away.
Davis puts Alisa down as soon as he walks to the end of the corridor.
There is a light green door with a small apple tree painted on it in front of Alisa.
The style of the door is like the castle door in the fairy tale. The doors handles on the door are designed to look like little squirrels. They come out of the apple trees and look like a door to the fairy tale world. As long as you open it gently, a lovely fairy tale world will unfold in front of you.
"What is that?"
Alisa remembers that this room used to be a guest room, which is next to the main bedroom. The door is suddenly modified to this shape at this time, and she can’t reflect it.
Davis's face is full of contentment. "Hey, woman, why not be clever at all? Think about it!"
Alisa blinks. "This is not a baby room, is it?"
Davis raises his chin, reaches for Alisa's forehead and says, "Look at it by yourself."
Alisa reaches for the door handle and gently opens it.
Alisa is stunned by everything in front of her, and she is shocked again.
"Davis…What’s this?"
"Hey!" Davis admires Alisa's surprised face. She is so cute.
The room is divided into two parts, one is the bedroom, the ground is covered with goose yellow cashmere carpet, and the wall is painted with very beautiful hand-painted cartoon patterns. There are bright colors and beautiful patterns. Ceiling is painted blue sky with white clouds. The other part of the room is a small play circle, with all kinds of cute little things toys, and a small slide…
It's like a small version of a children's amusement park.
Alisa suddenly turns around and reaches for Davis.
Her heart is struck by a great sense of happiness. It turns out that Davis also cares about the child.
"Davis, you love children, right?"
Davis smiles and touches his chin. "It depends on the situation. If he is willing to rob my wife, I will beat him."
"You..." Alisa can't help laughing or crying. He is not look like a father at all.
"I say beforehand that you can't leave me alone when you have a baby..." A president begins to solemnly declare his benefits.
Even if the baby is his own son, he will never share him with love.
"Well, I won't leave you alone..." Alisa trembles a few times, and suddenly such a picture appears in front of her eyes.
Alisa stands in the middle, the baby on the left, Davis on the right.
The baby takes Alisa's left hand. Davis takes Alisa's right hand. They work together.
The baby says, "Mummy's mine, Daddy is a bad guy. Don't rob with me."
Davis says, "Damn boy, your Mummy is mine. If you rob my wife, I'll beat you up..."
So, both of them refuses to let go and tries hard together. At last, Alisa is torn in two.
Alisa can't help to be afraid thinking of this,, how terrible it is!
"What are you thinking about in your little head?"
Davis looks at Alisa in a daze and reaches out to flick her forehead.
Alisa shakes her head quickly, "It's OK. It's OK, just thinking about who the baby will look like in the future..."
Davis proudly smirk his perfect lips, grinning. "Of couse he is like his father, me!"
"Well, you are still so narcissistic, so proud... Maybe he is like me."
Of course, Davis's handsome appearance is speechless. If even his dross character is inherited together, it will be terrible.
"Like you…Isn't that a fake mother? No, no, besides, you are stupid. He will be miserable as you are. He must be as wise and powerful as I am."Davis ignores Alisa's contemptuous face and continues to boast.
"Master, someone is calling you on telephone..."
Jordan stands at the stairway in a timely manner, interrupting the argument between the two people.
Davis raises his hand and takes over the phone. "What's up?"
"OK, I'll be right here..."
Davis hangs up, his face darkens.
He bows down and kisses Alisa's lips, "Honey, I'll go out first. You enjoy lunch by yourself, and wait for me at night..."
"Well, just go ahead and do your business!"
Following a man who is the president is just trouble. She hasto get used to leave alone by him anytime and anywhere for a long time.
Daniel raises his glass and toasts Alisa. "I wish you all the best."
Alisa responds with a smile.
Alisa goes to the rose garden after lunch.
Alisa feels very comfortable surround by flowers. Her pores seem to be breathing the fragrance of flowers.
She closes her eyes and forgets all her troubles.
Alisa has forgotten Sam's appointment at all. She goes in and out of the baby's room to check the safety of the toys. She also wraps soft cloth in the places where there may be edges and corners. As a mother, she should be careful to avoid the possible harm to the baby.
Daniel goes out in the evening. Davis hasn't come back yet. He calls her once in the middle. Alisa has dinner alone.
When she comes back to her room and thinks about Sam, she turns on her computer and logs in to Facebook.
In fact, since she left school, she seldom goes to Facebook, or since her sister died, she seldom contacts the Internet.
She is always confused and wandering at that time, until she has this child, she gradually decides to go her own way.
On Facebook, a beep of the sound, Facebook, there are many images in shaking.
Alisa opens one by one. Some of them are greetings from former classmates, and some of them are asking for gossip.
"Alisa, I heard that you've got together with a big fortune man. When we look for a job in the future, you're going to open the door for us!" Sunny leaves a message!
"Alisa, you're so shameless. You're just a disgrace to our school..."
It's a strange Facebook number. Alisa has been directly involved in the blacklist.
The rest, tentatively, are trying to ask Alisa about her current situation and feelings.
Alisa doesn't even think that she has become a famous person of S city, and there are so many people concern about her life. It is so funny.
She deletes all the boring messages.
Finally, she sees Sam's Facebook. His Facebook signature file says, "Once upon a time, the sea is hard for water, but Wushan is not a cloud!"
The image is gray and should not be online. Alisa hesitates for a moment, swivels her mouse, and clicks on his micro blog.
There is only one micro blog message for months.
The beauty is like a flash in the pan!
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