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.

high pitched as if he was mocking her, or trying to break through her disguise, and making the final confirmation with

screamed that out. She was on the verge

and

it would be

The next day.

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

was lying quietly beside her, as if he

was so shocked that she fell

is that really Cliff?

She, she…

had happened last night. The alcohol and

a hoarse voice. His lips

Lena's eyes twinkled with

body. Her body was as sore and uncomfortable as if it was ripped apart and got recombined together, especially in some

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

became flushed. She panicked and didn't know what to do. Even her defensive action

think I did?" At the

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

looked down at her and then bent down gracefully, getting close to her in a

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

This, this man…

red in panic. She held the quilt tightly and the blue veins stood out on the

should she do?

felt he was so strange to her. The

And his faint smile

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 index

in her eyes, Lena looked

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

take advantage of you. But you've changed into a

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

in the bar gradually

on the bed and tore my pants off like a hungry

this moment, Lena was forced to step back.

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

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