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.

was high pitched as if he

was

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

would be

The next day.

up with her head aching and tears, Lena found herself lying in a familiar luxurious

her, as if he was

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

that really Cliff?

She, she…

place? Why am I here? ' Lena had completely forgotten what had happened last night. The alcohol and

Cliff asked in a hoarse voice. His lips

Lena's eyes twinkled with incertitude.

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

finally realized what had happened to her. In a hurry, she took off a quilt from the bed and tucked it around

"What… You, I... "

did you do to

panicked and didn't know what to do. Even her defensive action seemed awkward.

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

be depicted even with her eyes closed. However, at this moment, Lena felt

down gracefully, getting close to her in a charming and attractive

them became closer. At the sight of this, Lena felt her

This, this man…

the quilt tightly and the blue veins stood out on

she do?

The care and gentleness

gestures. And his faint

you forget 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 right hand slid through

I, I..." At the sight of the helplessness and dependence in her eyes,

money to pay for the drink. Then

take advantage of you. But you've changed

to say anything more, Lena heard everything clearly. How she wished she could dig a hole in the ground

according to Cliff's story, the memory in the bar gradually became as clear as

pushed me down on the bed and

this moment, Lena was forced

find anything to defend herself anymore, her eyes

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