Destined Story of Love Chapter 96

The man lowered his eyes to look at her, his feet kept moving, and said lightly, “You continue to sleep, I think you are talking in sleep.”

“Why don’t you,” she pursed her lips, “you don’t really like me much.”

“You treat me like you.”

If you like it, if you don’t like it, don’t like it.

She said dullly, “But I don’t like you.”