Lu Zhaozhao's little head had been short-circuiting for quite a while before she finally stammered out a response, "You, that—what does that have to do with you biting me?"
Song Sinian's handsome face buried itself deeper, taking a deep breath against her neck before he muttered, "I wanted to mark you…"
There were simply too many people around Lu Zhaozhao, each one trying to snatch her away from him.
These people were an eyesore, yet he could not just get rid of them all.
Listening to Song Sinian's muffled voice, Lu Zhaozhao's lips unexpectedly curved into a smile. She hadn't realized Mr. Song's possessiveness was quite strong!
Her small hand stroked Song Sinian's head, and just as she was about to say something, she heard someone knocking on the bedroom door.
Lu Zhaozhao jumped in fright, nearly falling out of Song Sinian's arms.
Fortunately, Song Sinian held her tight; otherwise, she would be sitting on the floor by now.