"Who said you were going to be kicked out?"
Sophie Sullivan raised her eyelids and shot him a look, "If I were kicking you out, I wouldn't have let you in just now."
This sentence was music to Thomas Shannon's ears. This little conscience-less one still hasn't completely lost her conscience.
Thomas Shannon laughed deeply and quietly, he was extremely fond of her little mannerisms, his thin lips found her soft red lips and expertly caressed them, lightly kissing.
Sophie Sullivan pushed him away, "Stop fooling around, I have something serious to talk to you about."
"Go ahead," Thomas Shannon pecked lightly on her soft cheek.
"You can stay, but don't get into conflict with Lucifer. Coexist peacefully, understand?"
"Sure, as long as he doesn't provoke me."
Provoke?
"Thomas Shannon, what do you mean by provoke?"
Thomas Shannon chuckled lightly, his deep eyes gazing at her intently, "As long as he doesn't try to take you from me, I naturally won't have conflict with him."
