A handsome face, combined with that sexy chest and abs, and a pair of long legs that inspire endless imagination, it’s like a scene of a handsome man emerging from a bath.
Sophie Sullivan playfully surveyed him, Thomas Shannon came before her and paused his steps, the fresh scent from the man mixed with the fragrance from his recent bath directly hit her senses.
"Maintain a safe distance, don’t get too close to me." Sophie instinctively stepped back.
"Meow." Harry raised his furry head, howled at Thomas Shannon, his round eyes squinting slightly.
It seemed as if he was smiling and saying hello.
Sophie poked Harry’s head with her index finger, "You’re becoming sentient, aren’t you?"
Thomas Shannon chuckled softly, finding it extremely amusing, "Maintain a safe distance, how far is considered safe distance, hmm?"
"Don’t come near me."
"Meow!" Harry joined in the fuss.
Thomas Shannon lowered his eyelids, staring at Harry, if not for the fact that it’s accomplished, he would have taken it away long ago.
"Put Harry down, there are dried small fish on the tea table, feed it two pieces." Thomas Shannon continued to dry his hair, changing the subject.
Sophie turned and walked to the sofa, dried small fish had been prepared on the tea table early in the morning, as soon as Sophie opened the glass jar, Harry eagerly pounced on it.
"Harry, calm down."
"Fennie, only two pieces, Harry can’t get any fatter." It’s already turned into a little round ball, if it gets any fatter, it will lose its charm.
"Got it."
After feeding the dried small fish, Sophie securely closed the glass jar, Harry cuddled the glass jar with all four limbs, fell on the tea table, and meowed.
Being glared at by Thomas Shannon’s cold eyes, he immediately became well-behaved.
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The next day, before Sophie even woke up, someone tapped her cheek.
She opened her eyes slowly, annoyed, and brushed away the bothersome hand, her voice carrying the softness of first waking up, "Thomas Shannon, you’re really annoying..."