A gunshot marriage?

That meant making love to her before marrying her.

Florence wondered if they would do it soon...

Feeling so shy, Florence was about to push away Ernest. However, the possibility that Ernest might have lost his birth ability reminded her. Her hands were stiffened.

If Ernest truly had lost his birth ability, he wouldn’t only face the punishment from the Turner family, but also her parents would never agree with her to be with Ernest.

There would be more obstacles between them.

However, if she could be pregnant with Ernest’s baby, all the difficulties between them would become bubbles, which could vanish soon.

In that case, they could have the gunshot marriage smoothly.

That was the most perfect future that Florence could imagine.

While Florence was thinking of that, her struggling hands grabbed Ernest’s gently.

Looking at his handsome face that was so close to her, she blushed, plucked up all her courage, leaned forward, and kissed his thin lips.

Ernest suddenly stiffed. He looked at Florence who changed so abruptly.

Florence’s eyes twinkled. Biting her bottom lip, she closed her eyes.

She was nestling in his arms just like a beautifully blossomed flower that was willing to let Ernest pick up.

Ernest gazed at her. His eyes instantly became quite deep as if they were deep pools.

His breath seemed to be ignited in an instant, becoming heated and heavy as if it would burn them both into ashes.

They were alone in the room, willing to make love to each other.

Everything was just right.

He would pick up this flower.

His suppressed physical desire suddenly boiled to the extreme. The beast that was restrained in his body roared, wanting to eat Florence alive.

her again, almost failing

of making love to her almost ruined

However-

he was only a few millimeters away from Florence’s lips, Ernest suddenly froze all his

passionate to solemn. He

make love to her, it

couldn’t be sure if he

in the world, including the most perfect life, the happiest life, as well as the most

be any

able to face it if the defect in

felt quite depressed, and his

was like a basin of cold water that was poured above

now, he couldn’t make love

stared at her deeply. His thin lips bypassed hers,

softly in her ear, “Florence, don’t rush. We can do it in the evening.”

come to

her eyes

her not

Rush?

to her now, so she tried her best to convince herself and take the initiative to kiss him. Much to her surprise, Ernest

felt as if she was anxious to do something

in a hole on the ground. Immediately,

took several steps and

stammered, “Who... who is rushing? I... I didn’t do

eyes, she realized that her explanation was so lame. She looked away directly, turned

I’m going

completely presented what

watching Florence escape. He didn’t remind her that there was a water cooler

fled away because

too depressed to stop her. Otherwise, she would find

suppressing the chaotic

they would know the

was to wait. He

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