Sophie Sullivan was so tired. She raised her arm, circled his neck, and said, "Can you carry me on your back? My legs are too weak..."
Thomas Shannon: "..."
Sophie Sullivan's soft, delicate body was already pressed against his back.
She coquettishly rubbed against him. "Hurry up, I'm exhausted."
Thomas Shannon: "..."
Charlie River, standing to the side, stared in disbelief. It was the first time he'd seen this. He had thought Young Master would refuse such an unreasonable request.
He never expected... His noble Young Master actually squatted down, and the maniac nimbly jumped onto his back. Where was there any sign of her being exhausted to death?
Charlie River saw clearly that she was brimming with energy! She could even ride Gabriel around for a few laps without any problem!
Leaning on Thomas Shannon's back, Sophie Sullivan's arms drooped from his shoulders, resting in front of his chest.
