Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 760

Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire Chapter 760

Antony asked suspiciously, “That’s it?”

Crystal replied, “That’s it.”

It was just that she was the gift that had been unwrapped.

Antony scolded, “Could it be that Harold isn’t very good at that aspect?” Even he was able to hold back his desires?

For a moment, Crystal didn’t know whether she wanted Harold to be capable or not.

“In that case, I’ll hang up first.” Antony stood up, wiped the sweat on his neck with a white towel, and said, “Those b*stards are asking me to play basketball”

Crystal answered weakly, threw the phone aside, and was about to go back to sleep. However, there was a steady sound of footsteps, and Harold appeared at the door of the bedroom.

At this time, he was putting on airs. He was wearing a loose and comfortable beige home-neck suit and loose gray sportswear, which made him look more relaxed and lazy than usual.

“Let’s go eat.” Harold walked to the side of the bed and watched as the person in the quilt moved. She didn’t get up, but wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, looking like a spring roll.

“I don’t want to eat,” came the muffled voice of Crystal, sounding very negative. “I want to sleep.”

Harold bent down and got her out of the quilt. He pinched her cheek and said, “If you don’t eat, your stomach will hurt.”

Crystal said, “From now on, don’t talk to me. I hate you the most.”

Harold picked her up and apologized very skillfully, “I’m sorry.”

He still dared to do it next time.

Crystal leaned on his shoulder and said in a low voice, “I feel terrible. I feel like I’m going to die.” She steady sound of footsteps, and Harold appeared at the door of the bedroom.

At this time, he was putting on airs. He was wearing a loose and comfortable beige home-neck suit and loose gray sportswear, which made him look more relaxed and lazy than usual.

“Let’s go eat.” Harold walked to the side of the bed and watched as the person in the quilt moved. She didn’t get up, but wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, looking like a spring roll.

“I don’t want to eat,” came the muffled voice of Crystal, sounding very negative. “I want to sleep.”