บท 239: Come Back to Me

Hugging Eleny was something Garl had dreamed of all along, whether it was suffocating through a hug or something else. Observing the woman's surprised and joyful face was also one of the perfections he got from this universe.

"Eleny!" croaked Garl, sinking far away. The man felt like he was forcing himself into an alley that embraced him. The softness and moisture in it never made him cold, but instead felt so warm.

A stickiness that indulged him, a pressure after pressure that spread to the ends.

At that time his lips devoured Eleny's beautiful lips, as well as his eyes that locked the gaze of the woman who was drooping in his arms. It jolted and bounced in a jolt that would knock down every wall. Together he embraced each other with the woman he loved.

"Eleny," Garl called again, loving her with all the force that hit without pause. Like in the shock of an out-of-control plane, they got drunk and liked each other.