A Wild and Hot Cutie novel Chapter 23

Alisa clearly feels Davis's burning desire at the waist. She struggles awkwardly. "Let me go, my sister will be back soon..."

Davis murmurs wickedly, "I want you now..." There is a light sound of footsteps, and Davis lets go of his hands in a very fretful way. Selena's figure appears in the eyes of both people.

"Breakfast is coming. Alisa, wash your hands and eat breakfast."

Her eyes are fixed on Davis with a little gentle. "Davis, have breakfast."

Davis goes out impatiently, "I am not hungry..."

Alisa looks at the look on her sister's face and finds she is disappointed. She quickly stops Davis. "Take me to the beach house to see the glass bottles after breakfast, will you?"

Davis stops at the door and turns to look at Alisa. From an angle that Selena can't see, he gives Alisa a fiery glance. In return, he smiles a little bit at Selena, "What a beautiful dress you have today!"

Alisa glares at him. "What eyes do you have? My sister wore this dress yesterday."

"Alisa, it's not Davis's fault. I only wore it for a while yesterday, when he was absence..." Watching her sister adjust from the middle, Alisa shrugs and eats breakfast without saying a word. After breakfast, Selena continues to stay in the room under the pretext of being unwell. She can also see the whole sea view here.

Alisa follows Davis to the shore. The tall coconut trees leave a long shadow on the beach. Alisa is wearing a floral bohemian dress, the skirt is ankle long, and she wears a pairs of straw wide sunglasses on her head. The clear sea wind blows over her face. Her face is clean, clear, sweet and lovely, just like a touch of moonlight, bright and moving.

Davis is stunned. He has never looked so long at a woman's face. A few male tourists pass by and nod to Alisa. Alisa smiles back.

"Alisa, do you know you laugh ugly?" Davis is so annoyed that he doesn't like her laughing at other men.

Alisa doesn't think so. "You are envious, jealous and hateful! It's ugly to laugh, for a man with a stiff face all day like you! "

"Alisa, how dare you talk back to me? Are you looking for death?" Davis is grumpy again. He has a big temper and turns his face faster than his book.

Alisa puts out her tongue and whispers, "Tyrant!"

"What are you talking about?" Davis cries.

Alisa looks up and says with a smile, "I'm saying that the beach house is in front." In front of us is a neat street with cafes, bars and gift houses on both sides. Naturally, Davis will not be bored walking around the gift house. He stands outside and begins to play his cell phone.

Alisa goes in alone and picks the bottle. She goes directly to the boss and asks in unskilled English, "Boss, do you sell this kind of bottle here?"

The foreign boss with long beard takes the bottle in Alisa's hand and looks at it. He says with great certainty, "Yes! I sell it here. The bottles are all made by hand, which is of great commemorative value. Miss, if you are interested, we can make it according to your requirements... "

The bearded foreigner talks a lot, and Alisa only understands most of it. The bearded foreigner suddenly looks up and points out, "He, yes, he made it..."

Alisa looks back. At this time, Sam's figure comes into her sight. He is dressed in a white suit, elegant and charming, warm features as jade, with a deep temperament of book weariness.

It's him. Although they hasn't seen each other in ten years, his facial features have been deep for a long time, and his stature has grown a lot, but his facial contour is still vaguely recognizable. There is a strong current through Alisa's heart, and there is a brief blank in her mind. It's him, the Sam she hopes for day and night! Trembling eyes, stare at him without blinking

He seems to feel Alisa's gaze and turns slowly. Almost to see her, at this time, a tall figure comes in from the outside, blocking Alisa's sight.

Davis says impatiently, "Have you chosen yet?" All of a sudden, Alisa has no desire to look at the bottle.

"Oh, these bottles are not nice. Let's go!" Davis's appearance completely disturbs her heart.

A minute ago, she is so excited that she wants to go over and say hello to Sam. After all, he is the person who was dreamed by her. But now, she has no idea. She is clearly aware of her present identity. She is a dirty mistress, a cheap woman who sells her body and self-esteem. She doesn't deserve to be in Sam's sight.

She doesn't dare to face him. Besides, according to Davis's bullying, he may do something fierce. Brother Sam and sister Selena are the people she cares about most. She can't hurt them.

When she comes out of the beach house, Alisa deliberately holds Davis by his arm and lowers her head to prevent Sam from recognizing her. In the street, her shoulder touches Sam lightly, they are passing by.