Sophie, maliciously intending to annoy him, turned and straddled him.
Her soft body pressed against his chest, her slender lotus-like arms wrapped around his neck, shaking him vigorously.
"Young Master, what did you say? I didn't hear clearly."
"…"
"Can you say it again?"
"…"
"Thomas Shannon, don't be so stingy."
The man's expression turned gloomy. He suddenly opened his eyes, squeezing out words through clenched teeth, "You... little... lunatic!"
She deserved to be taught a lesson, didn't she?
He told her to be quiet, but she just had to go against him?
Sophie blinked innocently, her expression seeming to ask, What did I do wrong? Why are you so angry?
Thomas raised his hand and slapped her pert bottom. "Trying to start a fire this early in the morning?"
Sophie's body stiffened. Was it possible that he misunderstood something?
Before she could move away from him, Thomas had already turned over, pinning her down.
