My Wife Is A Gift From Heaven

Darkness was like a forbidden area under the devil's circle.

The drunken girl, like a snake, attached to the tall man, lifting her neck like the most elegant white swan, but at this time her wings were stained with the color of desire. It was black, attractive and mysterious.

The vapor in the bathroom blurred their eyes, making their bodies so hot as if a fire had been ignited.

The sound of swallowing saliva was like the beginning of a war.

Not knowing who kissed who first, he fire of desire burst in the magma and burned down their minds. Both of them were out of control. They both lost their mind and just wanted to rub each other into their own flesh and blood.

When the kiss was over, they were soaked to the skin, showing the most tempting side.

She… She was crying.

Tears fell down from her closed eyes. Cliff reached out his tongue, it was a little salty. He opened his eyes slowly.

He asked with his suffocating and hoarse voice, "Why are you crying? "

"Cliff, I'm not afraid."

"You..." She asked in a hoarse voice. What a beautiful view.

Anyone else would have fallen for such a temptation.

But he was crystal sober at that point.

He understood what she meant and understood what she referred to.

But even so, if her heart was not here with him, what would happen after they hooked up?

He couldn't do such a thing to her, even at her request.

Because she was not sober at the moment.

"Dear Cliff." She was like a helpless little beast. She had lost her direction in nature and didn't know where to go. She kept mumbling, begging for help.

"Lena, you are drunk." Said Cliff in a low and deep voice, cold as if he had come from an ice cave underground, he was staring at her calmly.

"No, I'm not drunk." Her long hair was waved into waves. Her unfocused eyes became clear for a short time. Her soft hand fondled the face that had been deeply rooted in her memory.

"Do you know who I am then?"

"You're Cliff, my dear Cliff!" He pouted her rosy lips to stop the chattering.

won't regret it?" Cliff held her shoulders tightly. His voice was high pitched as if he was mocking her, or trying to break through

I won't regret it..." Lena screamed that out. She was on the verge of losing control of her emotions.

he grasped her arms tightly. His eyes darkened, and the

she wished, it would

The next day.

she woke up with her head aching and tears, Lena found herself lying in a

lying quietly beside her, as if he was

Lena found out who the man was, she was so shocked that

is that really Cliff?

She, she…

had happened last night. The alcohol and the first time sex going on for the whole night made her brain in chaos.

asked in a hoarse voice. His lips

twinkled

body was as sore and

realized what had happened to her. In a hurry, she took off a quilt from the

"What… You, I... "

you do

having her face being pale for a while, Lena became flushed. She panicked and didn't know what to do. Even her

what do you think I did?" At the moment, he was full of danger.

However, at this moment, Lena felt unfamiliar, as if she

gracefully, getting close

became closer. At the sight of this, Lena felt her heart was about to jump out

This, this man…

the quilt tightly

she do?

strange to her. The care and gentleness

in his gestures. And his faint

bed, and said in a lazy and tantalizing tone. Meanwhile, his clear and slightly cold right hand slid through her

sight of the helplessness and dependence in her eyes, Lena looked like an elegant

night, and you didn't have the money to pay for the drink. Then you ran into me and

But you've changed into a totally different person when you got drunk,

clearly. How she wished she could dig a hole in the ground and hid herself away

remembered what happened in the bar, but according to Cliff's story, the memory in the bar gradually became as clear as a

really brave last night. You pushed me down on the bed and

was forced

Lena couldn't find anything to defend herself anymore, her

a gesture of listening, but locked his eyes