Spoil My Sweet Window

Chapter 147

Harold put his hands in his pockets and followed her lazily like a beast with a rope around its neck. He looked docile but was actually cruel.

Dana, who was downstairs, saw that Crystal had pulled Harold down just like that. She wanted to laugh but didn’t dare. She quickly turned her head away.

Although Bernard was only four years old, there was no need for adults to worry about him eating. He seriously picked up a spoon and ate the rice. Harold looked at Crystal and smiled. “Why are you not even as good as a child?”

As he spoke, he leaned over and gently rubbed his finger against Crystal’s lips. The rice that stuck to her mouth was wiped away. Crystal coughed and felt a little embarrassed. She was trying to find an explanation, but Harold had already said, “I forgot that you are also a child.”

He picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork and put it into Crystal’s bowl. He looked at her second bowl of rice, which was finishing, and said, “You eat a lot. Why are you still so skinny?”

Crystal pinched the soft flesh on her stomach and said sadly, “I don’t know… I also think that I’m wasting food.”

“I’ll take you to the hospital another day.” Harold looked at her and said, “You should see a pediatrician, but I don’t think the hospital has seen a 19-year-old child before.”

Crystal was speechless.

her chopsticks. “I’m going

said, “What if you

said, “… I don’t think I can do anything, but I still

“Okay, I won’t tease you anymore.

rest

teacher in the kindergarten, all of which were practical. The teacher asked the parents to introduce

around, Crystal had no choice but to carry heavy responsibilities. It was a pity that although she grew up in the countryside and had been used to seeing flowers and plants since she was a child, knowing all kinds of trees on the streets, such as cypress trees, pine trees,

Crystal was speechless.

“Sister, what kind

didn’t know

little embarrassed, but she was brave enough to admit that she was ignorant. She said, “I’ll ask Master White to teach you. He must know

it seemed more terrifying if he could not submit his homework. He

was busy with a project with Larry. As soon as the call