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

it..." Lena screamed that out. She was on the verge of losing control

and the magma in his eyes was swallowed up

she wished, it would

The next day.

and tears, Lena found herself lying in

quietly beside her, as if he

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

that really Cliff?

She, she…

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

asked in a hoarse voice.

eyes twinkled with

she felt a chill all over her body. Her body was as sore and

In a hurry, she took off a quilt from the bed and tucked

"What… You, I... "

did you

flushed. She panicked and

do you think I did?" At the moment, he was

still be depicted even with her eyes closed. However, at this moment, Lena felt unfamiliar, as if she had never known him before. She became more hesitant.

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

Lena felt her heart was about

This, this man…

the quilt tightly and the

should she

was her dear Cliff, she felt he was so strange to her. The care and gentleness he used to give her was nothing

with arrogance and indifference in his gestures. And his faint smile made her feel

about it?" Cliff supported himself with one hand on the edge of the bed, and said in a lazy and tantalizing tone. Meanwhile, his clear and slightly cold

the helplessness and dependence in her eyes, Lena looked

have the money to pay for

But you've changed into a

everything clearly. How she wished she could dig a hole in the

have remembered what 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

really brave last night. You pushed me down on the bed and tore my pants off like a hungry

moment, Lena was

to defend herself anymore, her eyes twinkling.

a gesture of listening, but locked his eyes