A Wild and Hot Cutie

Chapter 47 Standard mistress 1

Ann takes a look at Davis and doesn't dare to say a word.

Davis whispers, "Let someone buy that stick. Hurry up..."

"Ok..." Ann runs out quickly.

Alisa washes her hands, puts on her apron and begins to cut vegetables.

She is not a proud lady. When she is in their home, she can do anything. She often does things in the

kitchen.

Although there are servants in her family, there is only one. Alisa helps with the endless housework.

Davis's deep eyes are fixed on the busy figure.

This is also the only woman in the villa who cooks under his eyes.

This little idiot like woman can be so quick to do things. She has the potential to be a wife!

By the time Ann comes back, Alisa has made the stuffing quickly and kneads the dough for use.

Davis takes the stretching stick from Ann's hand and sends it to Alisa's hand. Alisa smiles at him and

shows a beautiful pear vortex. At this moment, Davis is a little lost.

He likes her sweet smile so much.

"Don't move..."

Davis suddenly whispers, and Alisa blinks, obediently.

Davis reaches out to wipe a piece of white flour off her face, and smiles.

Alisa pushes Davis with both hands, "You go outside! I'll call you if the food is OK."

Davis doesn't resist and walks to the door.

The phone rings.

Davis walks outside quickly to answer the phone.

"Young master, Mark is missing." Jordan's voice comes from inside.

"What?" Davis growls, "What's the matter with you?" Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"Well, we follow Alisa’s lead to find the hospital in this town. But the nurse says Mark has been taken

away. However, it is said that Mark's brain oscillations are serious, and he may become an idiot. So no

matter who gets it, it's the same end... "

"Shift, I can't just let him go..."

Davis is so angry that he runs away.

"Go and find out immediately. If you can't find the clue, you needn't come back."

A sound of footsteps comes from behind. Davis closes the line and turns around suddenly. Alisa is

looking at him strangely.

Looking back at him, she bends his lips and says with a smile, "Who can't you let go?"

Her hands are still covered with white flour, and her face is like a kitten.

Davis smiles and the haze is gone..

"Where are the dumplings? I'm hungry... "

"Well, in the dining room, I come to invite you to have a taste."

Alisa laughs..

Davis throws his cell phone on the sofa, reaches for Alisa's waist and walks to the dining room.

On the table covers with white tablecloth, a plate of steaming dumplings exudes fragrance.

Alisa dips him with vinegar and garlic and puts them on the plate in front of him.

"Feed me..."

Davis says domineering.

It's childish. You need to be fed when you are so big! Alisa is sweating.

Alisa's dumplings are fed to Davis's mouth. He just sticks out his tongue and licks them. He frowns with

displeasure.

"It's too salty..."

"Is it salty?"

Alisa takes a bit doubtfully, puts it in her mouth and chews it gently. She doesn't know how tempting it is

for her, red lips wriggling gently at this time.

Davis presses her directly against the wall, opens her mouth with the tip of his tongue, and takes all the

dumplings out of her mouth.

How sweet this woman is!

It turns out that dumplings are so delicious eating like this way.