She moistened the corner of her mouth. "So...have you made up your mind yet?"
The anxiety in her heart reflected entirely on her face.
Sophie Sullivan looked at Thomas Shannon uneasily. To be honest, she was terrified that he might change his mind.
It concerned her face. She dared not be presumptuous anymore...
She could only go along with Thomas Shannon. If he was happy, her face would be saved.
If he was unhappy, her face would be ruined.
Thomas Shannon snorted coldly. Sophie held his handsome face with both hands, lowered her head, and gave a kiss on his sexy thin lips. "Thomas Shannon, have you made up your mind yet?"
Her soft and tender voice was laced with deliberate flattery.
Like soft cotton candy, sweet to the heart.
"That depends on whether you behave or not."
Thomas Shannon looked at her with a meaningful gaze.
Sophie stared at him until...she cried out softly in pain.
"Thomas Shannon!"
