Thomas Shannon: "..."
Dug a pit for myself to jump into!
Sophie Sullivan turned to leave, suddenly, her shoulder felt heavy, the shameless man actually leaned over her back, pestering.
"Thomas Shannon, enough!"
Thomas Shannon sounded aggrieved, like a large Husky clinging to her, "Fennie, I want a baby..."
"Go have it yourself!"
"I want your baby."
"That's mine, don't think I'll share it with you! Both are mine, mine!"
Thomas Shannon turned Sophie's head seriously to correct her mistaken view, "Fennie, we are husband and wife, the baby is ours, it's not about you sharing it with me."
"Haha." Sophie smiled, "My babies all have the last name Onassis."
Thomas Shannon: "..."
Heartache, why treat him this way!
"Alright, let's not talk about this, can I touch the baby?"
"The baby doesn't want you to touch, go away." Sophie pushed him away irritably, looking disdainful: "So heavy."
