Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire novel Chapter 370

Chapter 370

The next day, Crystal got up early and ran back and forth in the cloakroom just to find a piece of clothing that was suitable for her to wear to the amusement park.

She wanted to wear a dress, but she couldn’t play many rides if she wore a dress. So she reluctantly chose a pair of shorts. Harold looked at her two long white legs that were revealed.

He took a pair of jeans from the wardrobe and said, “It’s going to be hot in the amusement park, and you will turn dark.”

Crystal said, “I didn’t even turn dark when I harvested under the sun before.”

All the women in the village were envious of her white and tender skin.

“You will get a sunburn,” Harold said. “When the time comes, I won’t help you apply medicine.”

Crystal was frightened by him and compromised. “… All right.”

The little girl wanted to look beautiful, and Harold didn’t want to ruin her mood. He found another set of clothes from the closet and said, “Wear this one.”

It was a light yellow square-neck and bubble-sleeved shirt and a pair of white trousers. Crystal went to change her clothes. Her skin was white, so wearing this kind of milk-yellow made her look more. delicate. Harold helped her carry her favorite pink fox-shaped bag and put on a hat for her. “You’re ready.”

Crystal twirled around in front of the mirror, admiring Harold’s aesthetic standard.

-Harold took out a shirt from the wardrobe and took off the shirt he wore to change. Crystal saw his exposed upper body in the mirror and quietly appreciated his strong muscles. Then she looked at his shoulder wrapped in bandages and asked, “Does your wound still hurt?”

“Didn’t you see it last night?” Harold said, “It’s already scabbed. How can it still hurt?”

Crystal curled her lips. “You don’t care about your body at all… Hey, why are you still wearing a shirt when you go to the amusement park? It’s not like you’re attending a meeting.”

She went to the closet and finally found a casual T-shirt. She sighed and said, “Your clothes are all formal… I’ll go shopping with you some other day.”

Harold crossed his arms and looked at her. “Because no one has ever wanted to buy me clothes. before.”

Crystal instantly felt that he was so pitiful. She turned around and said, “Keep your head down.”