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.

pitched as if he was mocking her, or trying to

Lena screamed that out. She was on

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

as she wished, it would be an extremely Indescribable night.

The next day.

tears, Lena found

man was lying quietly beside her, as if

found out who the man was, she was so shocked that she fell down from

is that

She, she…

Why am I here? ' Lena had completely forgotten what had happened last night. The alcohol and the first time sex going on for the whole night made

awake?" Cliff asked in a hoarse voice. His lips

Lena's eyes twinkled

chill all over her body. Her body was as sore and uncomfortable as if it was ripped apart and got recombined together, especially in

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

"What… You, I... "

did you

pale for a while, Lena became flushed. She panicked and didn't know

did?" At

at this moment, Lena felt unfamiliar, as if she had never known him

gracefully, getting

of this, Lena felt her heart was about to jump out of her

This, this man…

face turned red in panic. She held the quilt tightly and the blue

should she

strange to her. The care

and indifference in his gestures. And his faint smile made

hand on the edge of the bed, and said in a lazy and tantalizing tone. Meanwhile, his clear and slightly cold right hand slid through her jaw with

the helplessness and dependence in her eyes, Lena looked like an elegant Persian cat that

bar last night, and you didn't have the money to pay for the drink. Then you ran into me and offered me yourself in exchange for

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

she wished she could dig a hole in the ground and hid

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

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

moment, Lena was

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

forward a little, posted a gesture of listening, but locked his eyes on