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

However-

lips, Ernest suddenly froze all his movements, unable to progress it at

from passionate

make love to her,

his health condition now, so he couldn’t be sure if he would be able to make her happy all her

the most perfect life, the happiest life, as well as the most

would be any regrets or defects

able to face it if the defect in

quite depressed, and his

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

he couldn’t make love to

deeply. His thin lips bypassed hers, falling next to

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

come to

Florence opened her eyes instantly, her

asked her not

Rush?

her best to convince herself and take the initiative to kiss him.

she was anxious

in a hole on

took several steps and distanced

is rushing? I...

realized that her explanation was so lame. She looked away

thirsty. I’m going to grab something to

completely presented what

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

away because she was

her. Otherwise,

tightly, suppressing

they would know

to wait. He

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the study of the

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