Spoil My Sweet Window

Chapter 80

In the past, there were countless people who sent flowers to Harold. All of them were wrapped exquisitely. This was the first time that Harold had received a flower that was dry and thin and wrapped in simple leather paper. It looked shabby and thin.

“Don’t you like it?” Crystal tilted her head. “This flower cost me seventy cents!”

She sighed and was about to take it back when Harold grabbed her wrist, took the rose from her hand, and said, “Who told you that I don’t like it?”

“You look unhappy, Crystal said.

Harold twirled the rose in his hand. It was a gorgeous flower with a sweet fragrance. He said, “Do you think it’s appropriate to give me a pink rose?”

Crystal looked at it.

Harold’s clothes were obviously simple, but there was a kind of nobility that couldn’t be described. He was obviously different from others, not to mention that although this person was good-looking, his cold face could scare people to death.

him to hold a

don’t you give it to me?” Crystal stretched out her hand, wanting to take the flower back. However, Harold raised

raised his arm, Crystal couldn’t even touch his hand when she jumped up. She simply gave up and said coyly, “It’s you who think it’s inappropriate.” “Crystal.” Harold looked down at

a bumpkin. She blinked and asked,

was sitting in the passenger seat. She obediently fastened her seat belt and was still very curious about Harold’s words. However, her phone was

his windbreaker when

held the steering wheel with one hand and

said, “Lend me your

other hand and took the

little bit of sunshine, she would step on his face. When they first met, she was so obedient that

Harold

and searched for it. She

laughed. “You gave me a pink rose. What do you mean,