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.

again,

love to her almost ruined

However-

millimeters away from Florence’s lips, Ernest suddenly

from passionate to solemn. He was

make love

be sure if he would be able to make her happy all her life in the

world, including the most perfect

there would be any regrets

it if the defect in her life was caused

and his mind

basin of cold water that was poured above his head, putting

he couldn’t make love

her deeply. His thin lips bypassed hers, falling

in her ear, “Florence, don’t rush. We can do

come to a

opened her eyes

asked her

Rush?

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

felt as if she was anxious to

and shy that she wished to bury herself in a hole on the ground.

several steps and distanced

who is rushing? I...

her explanation was so lame. She looked away

thirsty. I’m going to

figure completely presented what was being

escape. He didn’t remind her that

fled away because she was shy

felt too depressed to stop her. Otherwise, she would find what was wrong

clenched his fists tightly, suppressing the chaotic feelings

would know

wait. He needed to

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the study of the main

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