My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 494: Love Was Like a War

Not too hard, not too soft either, it was quite comfortable.

Florence’s lips lifted. Ernest was quite good at choosing a sofa, this would be comfortable enough for him to sleep on.

It was good. Florence then ready to sit up but felt a small pushed at her back.

This sofa had a massage function?

Florence was amazed, she laid down again.

And she felt several small punches on her waist again.

Her waist.

She felt nice.

After a few punches, it turned into the shape of a palm and it fell right on Florence’s waist.

And the sofa massaged her waist softly but it felt more like touches from a lover than massage.

The touches were not fixed in one location, it then moved down to her bottom and squeezed.

Florence felt provoked and embarrassed out of a sudden.

This was not massaged this was…

She looked up and saw Ernest looking at her with a half smiley face.

It was obvious that he knew about this sofa and was watching her reactions.

Florence was embarrassed to death now.

She jumped out of the sofa immediately and shouted angrily, “You…Why did you buy such a sofa?”

She didn’t even know that such a sofa existed, this wasn’t for people to sit, it was an adult tool.

Florence had finally realized why did Stanford looking at her so strangely knowing that she liked this sofa and the reaction from Tammy too.

liked this

reputation was

and walked

looking at her in the eyes and said, “This looks natural,

Florence’s body froze.

the on-off button on the sofa, the movements now turned wavy, it looked

a couple could have

to bed now, good night!”

Ernest’s arms and ran

was too embarrassing.

claimed it as her preference just to avoid suspicion from her brother, no one would have thought

But her reputation…

in her palms

was too

…

came out from Florence’s yard. He stood at the

and obedient Florence would

sofa for Clarence just to seduce

have too much

head; he could never understand

a distance with Clarence a few days back but

almost did it in the wood during the day and bought such a

become

Stanford felt worried.

hesitated and then headed

in

he was

“Drink some cold

threw him a glance and shouted, “Get lost, bring me

water, he needed alcohol.

such a bad

speaking he took out two glasses and a bottle of red wine from his back like a magic trick performance.

water was indeed a tease.

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