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.

closer to her again, almost failing to

making love to her almost ruined his

However-

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

passionate to solemn.

to make love to her, it would

sure if he would

her the best in the world, including the most perfect life, the happiest life, as well as the most adorable

be any regrets or

wouldn’t be able to face it if the

depressed, and his mind

of cold water that was poured

make love to her

at her deeply. His thin lips bypassed

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

come to a

it, Florence opened her eyes instantly, her face becoming

asked her not to

Rush?

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

as if she was

that she wished to bury herself in a hole on the ground. Immediately, she pushed Ernest away and stood up from

and

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

she realized that her explanation was so lame. She looked away directly, turned around, and walked out

I’m going to

quickly receding figure completely presented what was being defeated

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

that she fled away

her. Otherwise, she would

clenched his fists tightly, suppressing the chaotic

know the

wait. He needed to wait a bit

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