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

to her

However-

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

changed from passionate to

love to her,

be sure if he

including the most perfect life, the

didn’t want there would be any

able to face it if the defect in her

quite depressed, and his mind

like a basin of cold water that

couldn’t make

her deeply. His thin lips bypassed hers, falling

rush. We can do it

would come to

it, Florence opened her eyes

her not to

Rush?

thought that Ernest 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 surprise, Ernest asked

was anxious

to bury herself in a hole on the ground.

and distanced herself from

“Who... who is rushing? I... I didn’t

explanation was so lame. She looked away directly, turned

going to

quickly receding figure completely presented what was being defeated and

her that there was a water cooler in the

she fled away because she was shy and

to stop her. Otherwise,

tightly, suppressing the chaotic

they would know the result

was to wait. He needed to

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