Chapter 543
She took out a mirror from her bag with great enthusiasm and showed it to Harold. “Look at my drawing skills. Isn’t it good?”
In the mirror, the man’s eyes were cold, but he had three thick cat whiskers on his face. There was a piece of black drawing on his nose, which looked a little cute.
Crystal sighed. “But you don’t look like a cat. You look fiercer than CoCo.”
Speaking of CoCo, she thought of Danny. She didn’t know that Danny was planning to kill her in the hundreds of ways.
She wanted to forget it and be happy. She would think about it when she got back to City W. If nothing worked, she would kneel down and apologize to Danny and say that CoCo was a puppy a hundred times.
Harold’s hand around her waist exerted force, but Crystal was caught off guard and clung to him. tightly. The man’s chest was hard, and there was a bit of hot air and a bit of steady wood fragrance. coming out of his collar. Crystal raised her head and asked, “What are you doing?”
Harold held her hand, took the charcoal from her small black hand, and said, “I’ll draw one for
you.”
Crystal quickly covered her face and said, “No! You lost the bet. I didn’t lose, so don’t dirty my face.” Harold paused for a moment, and his gaze was hard to describe. “Have you forgotten that your hands are dirty?”
Crystal was speechless.
Crystal raised the small mirror and saw a mass of black and gray ash printed on her fair face.
Harold laughed in a low voice. His laughter was very dull as if it was pressed down in his throat. However, it made Crystal even more embarrassed and annoyed. “Don’t laugh!”
Harold grabbed the back of her head and said, “It’s dirty anyway.”
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