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.

as if he was mocking her, or trying to break through her disguise,

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

tightly. His eyes darkened, and the magma in his eyes was swallowed up by the black

wished, it would be an extremely

The next day.

up with her head aching and tears, Lena found

beside her,

so shocked that she fell

that

She, she…

am I here? ' Lena had completely forgotten what had happened last night. The alcohol and the first time

in a hoarse voice. His lips curled

eyes twinkled with

as sore and uncomfortable

to her. In a hurry, she took off a

"What… You, I... "

you do

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

think I did?" At the moment, he

familiar face could still be depicted even with her eyes closed. However, at this moment, Lena felt

and then bent down gracefully, getting close to her in a charming and attractive way.

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

This, this man…

in panic. She held the quilt

should she do?

dear Cliff, she felt he was so strange to her. The care

and indifference in his gestures. And his faint smile made her feel bad and sink into

himself with one hand on the edge of the bed, and said in a lazy and tantalizing tone. Meanwhile, his clear

in her eyes, Lena looked like an

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

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

she could dig a hole in the ground and hid herself away

happened in the bar, but according to Cliff's story, the memory in the bar gradually became as clear as a mirror and went straight into

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

Lena was

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

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