Sophie Sullivan couldn’t help but click her tongue twice, surprised beyond measure, "Thomas Shannon, then you tell me, what’s my identity like?"

Huh, usually always keeping things hidden, but now finally some truth might come out.

She didn’t dare easily provoke him.

Especially since the gauze on the face hasn’t been removed yet, if it sweats, wouldn’t the wound worsen?

"Guess, what’s your identity in my heart." Although her hand was ruthlessly slapped away, Thomas Shannon quickly grasped her soft and boneless tiny hands, squeezing and playing with them.

Sophie widened her beautiful eyes, "Thomas Shannon, I’m asking you a question, how can you throw it back at me?"

Shameless!

"Really want to know?" Thomas Shannon chuckled, his firm chest vibrating, the laughter deep and low.

So sexy!

Sophie barely moved her gaze away, taking a deep breath secretly, sighing silently in her heart, truly a man~ is~ alluring!

Her chin was seized, her head turned by him to face him, "Fennie, speak."

"Fennie doesn’t want to talk." Sophie huffed in a fit of pique.

This guy, too shameless.

Clearly her question, not only does he refuse to answer, but he’s playing tai chi with her!

Detestable!

Just a ’Fennie doesn’t want to talk.’

Thomas Shannon was amused by her childish words, one hand caressing her smooth cheek, he couldn’t help but pinch it, "Why is Fennie so cute, huh?"

"Fennie was born this cute!"

"Heh." Thomas Shannon chuckled, his voice hoarse, "Really want to take a bite."

Sophie disdainfully rolled her eyes at him, "Thomas Shannon, are you a dog?"

Hmm?

Dare to say he’s like a dog...

Thomas Shannon narrowed his long eyes dangerously, his dark iris flashed with a hidden gleam, he unexpectedly lowered his head, took a bite on her soft cheek.

"Mm..." Realizing Sophie flared up completely, "Thomas Shannon!"

As her cheek hurt, Sophie instinctively raised her hand to push him away.

Thomas Shannon just barely bit, but didn’t expect her to have such a strong sense of revenge; just pushed away by her, the next second, her imposing head pounced aggressively.

Her chin ached, he lowered his eyelids, then saw her open red lips, biting on his chin.

Her long curled eyelashes cast a beautiful shadow below the eyelids.

The mesmerizing light-colored pupils now carried a challenge, staring straight at him.

With a hint of triumph after succeeding in her mischievous plot.

Thomas Shannon’s hand was on her slender waist, pinching it, Sophie grunted, yet stubbornly didn’t let go.

The man lowered his eyes, with some amusement in his eyes, "Sophie, are you a dog?"

Good, she knows how to learn and use it now, using her words against her.

Sophie bit down hard, then let go, she rubbed her sore cheek with one hand, looking at the circle of tooth marks appearing on his beautifully curved chin, quite pleased with her handiwork.

She smugly huffed, "Let’s see if you dare to bite me again."

This smug little look, truly...too cute.