My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence suddenly blushed and she was so embarrassed she wanted to push him away.

What did he mean she was anxious in having sex with him? Hello?

Did he not know who was the one pouncing on her, kissing her and touching her all over her body just now?

No, it was not the time to argue about this.

Still grabbing Ernest's shirt tightly with her fingers, Florence said in a low voice, "Today is the third day, we..."

We have to have sex.

Ernest's look turned gloomy, but he still wore a composed smile.

His voice was gentle and calm. "It’s okay if we don’t have sex once. I won't get sick. Don't worry."

He had always been very persuasive. With his indifferent look, she nearly believed him.

Yet how would she risk his life?

What if he got sick if they did not have sex this time?

They were in a bad situation and there were no doctors. They would be unable to gain control of the disease at all upon onset, and no one would dare to contemplate how serious the result will be.

"I don't care. You have to sleep with me today."

Florence gritted her teeth and was very assertive.

Ernest was stunned when he heard her. He looked at her with a mixed expression.

With a hoarse voice, he spoke with great difficulty, "Florence, do you know what you are talking about?"

His expression became a little dejected, "You look like a prostitute who is thirsty of sex."

“…”

Florence’s face flushed. She was enraged and shy. She wanted to cover her face and straightaway hide under the quilt, never coming out again.

Who is she doing this for? For whom?!

She was really angry that she wanted to leave him alone.

Seeing Florence looking so angry that she wanted to strangle him, Ernest once again suppressed the lust inside him.

He stood up and was ready to go out of the tent when she was angry.

But as he just took one step, Florence stretched out her arms around his waist and hugged him. Her soft body clung tightly to his back.

Ernest's body froze.

as she wriggled, "I’ve taken medicine, and

for warmth, we can only warm each other more if

to make love was

did not even want to take off her clothes when she slept during this

of the woman’s body behind him,

voice was low and slow,

say,

felt so lucky to have her who treated

…

was

in the dark tent. They clung to each other so tightly that there was

only fit into the small space when they

they did not feel crowded

a

see the outline of his chin in

"Ernest."

a soft, very

softly over her head.

voice. There was

"Will we die here?"

destroying a person’s mental defense. When they were in such an environment,

saw only boundless snow and mountain peaks. After going past a mountain, there

walked, the more

brought in their backpacks could only

more Florence looked at such a place with no way out, the more she felt that it was impossible for them to walk out of the

they did not even know where to get

drove for more than ten days, and the destination which awaited them at the front was a small country called Raflad which they had no idea how far away

matter

was a short moment of

seemed to be Ernest admitting to the

a long while, Ernest only spoke slowly

do you regret

she regret coming after him to find Raflad, and losing their way here in the end which could even make

shook her head and

he had suffered this

rather suffer with

were like a pot

It can melt everything,

and kissed her

still be used. The direction we are heading to is Raflad. I'm not sure how many days it will take to