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 to suppress

desire of making love to

However-

away from Florence’s lips, Ernest suddenly froze all his

changed from passionate to solemn. He

make love to her,

be sure if he would

to give her the best in the world, including the most perfect life, the

be any regrets or

be able to face it if the defect in her

quite depressed, and his mind

depression was like a basin of cold water that was poured above his head, putting out all his

now, he couldn’t make love to her

lips bypassed hers, falling

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

come to

it, Florence opened her eyes instantly,

her not to

Rush?

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

if she was anxious to do something to

hole on the ground. Immediately, she pushed Ernest away and stood up from

steps and distanced

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

explanation was so lame. She looked away directly, turned around,

going to grab something to

receding figure completely presented what

Florence escape. He didn’t remind her that

knew that she fled away because she was shy and

depressed to stop her. Otherwise, she would

tightly, suppressing the chaotic feelings in

know the result

wait. He needed to wait a bit

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