Thomas Shannon, unable to restrain himself, was just about to kiss her.
Her slender hands pressed against his lips.
Sophie Sullivan, as if she'd discovered the Continent, exclaimed in surprise, "Thomas Shannon, your nose is bleeding!"
Thomas Shannon: "..."
What?!
Sophie Sullivan narrowed her eyes slightly, then suddenly burst into giggles, laughing so hard her whole body shook like a flower in the wind: "Thomas Shannon, I know I'm beautiful, but you really don't have to prove it with your actions."
Thomas Shannon raised his hand and only felt his nose area damp. He lifted his hand and wiped; the pads of his fingers were covered in blood.
Dammit!
He abruptly turned around and strode away.
Behind him, Sophie Sullivan waved her tiny hands, "Thomas Shannon, where are you going?"
"..."
"Thomas Shannon, don't go!"
"..."
"Hahaha… Thomas Shannon, you actually got a nosebleed."
"..."
