Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap by Hannah Baker

The topic of conversation was too flirtatious. Boyce's face froze. He tightened his arms around her and said, "When you graduate."

Jasmine kissed him on the face and said, "How old would you be when I graduate? And it's not like we’ll get a child when we want one. What if we delay for a year or two and the pregnancy accounts to another year, won’t you already be old when we’ve finally had a child?"

Boyce glanced at her and said, "Nonsense, old is for men in his 70s and 80s. Even if we’ve delayed for so long, how can I be considered old before I even hit 40?"

Jasmine smiled and pinched his chin. "I didn’t know you still like being young. You’ve made such a detailed plan."

Boyce told her not to touch him. "I'm driving."

Jasmine sat docilely.

Boyce said, "It's not that I like to care. It's that you're too young for me to be old."

Jasmine inexplicably thought it was funny.

She thought he was cute.

"You’re not old." He was just manly.

When one became steady and composed, he looked mature and had a sense of age.

Jasmine sat quietly. Before long, the car drove to their community. Boyce parked the car in the underground garage. They took an elevator from the garage to the living floor.

Boyce opened the door. After entering the house, Jasmine took the lunch box to the kitchen. There was a bowl of unfinished soup in it. Jasmine said, "There’s still some soup left here. Eat it, or it will be wasted."

Boyce came over and said, "You don’t want to eat?"

late. It’s easy to get

looked at her up and down. "You're not fat, it’s

more, she just got married. She wanted to keep a

bowl of soup and handed it to her. "I'm taking a

He had sweated outside.

"Go on, I'll wash the

a deep look at her and said nothing in

his clothes

on the dishwashing cloth, washed the lunch box and cleaned it up. She went out of the kitchen.

took down the clothes

to fold them on the sofa in the living room. Her waist was suddenly seized by a strong arm. When she looked back, she

it smelled good. His hair was still wet. He didn't use a

and her back was pressed tightly against his chest. She couldn't help swallowing. "I, I'm going to

table beside casually, and stretched out

his eyes. There was burning lust in his eyes. Her body became

his neck and

wanted to respond, but he was too strong and was holding her too tightly, so she

kiss was too overbearing. Jasmine felt pain and her lips were almost numb. She involuntarily wanted to step back.

held him and kissed him again. Her body was against the glass door on the balcony. The curtain was not pulled and the light was

carry her up, walked into

shirts had

her lip. "I haven't taken a bath

up. Jasmine arched her