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.

regret it?" Cliff held her shoulders tightly. His voice was high pitched as if he was mocking her, or trying to break through her disguise, and making the

She was on

didn't move. Instead, he grasped her arms tightly. His eyes darkened, and the magma

would

The next day.

aching and tears, Lena found

beside her,

out who the man was, she was so shocked that she

is that really

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 the whole night made her brain in chaos.

in a hoarse voice.

twinkled

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

she took off a quilt from the bed and tucked it around

"What… You, I... "

did you do

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

did?" At the moment, he

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

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

them became closer. At the sight of this, Lena

This, this man…

swiftly. Her face turned red in panic. She held the quilt tightly and the blue veins stood out on the back

she

she felt he was so strange to her. The care and gentleness he used to

gestures. And his faint

did 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

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

for the

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

she could dig a hole in the ground and hid

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

night. You pushed me down on the

moment, Lena was forced to step

to defend herself anymore, her

little, posted a gesture of listening, but