He spoke with a dismissive air, looking at Summer Ford as if he found her somewhat distasteful.
Summer Ford had long become accustomed to his tone and wasn't bothered.
With a casual sidelong glance at him, she retorted, "Like someone who's developed all over? How about you try growing up first!"
"Just saying!" Leo pouted, gave a light hum, turned, and went to sit aside. "If you're not going to keep sleeping, then get up!"
"Why did you suddenly come by?" Summer Ford lifted the quilt off the bed, opened the wardrobe, and casually chatted with him while sorting her clothes.
"This young master decided! Having me personally come to visit is your privilege!" Leo raised his chin, inadvertently slipping back into his haughty demeanor.
Summer Ford's lips twitched slightly.
She wasn't sick or injured, so what was there to visit?
"You wouldn't be missing me, would you?" She casually asked, glancing at him from the corner of her eye.
