Spoil My Sweet Window

Chapter 679

This collision did not cause Harold to feel anything. Instead, it caused Crystal to feel dizzy. She covered her head and leaned back on the sofa, pretending to cry. “Why is my life so miserable? I just wanted to drink some pork ribs soup, steamed scallops with garlic, roasted lamb, sea cucumber with abalone, and stir-fried prawns. Why can’t my wish be fulfilled?”

Harold turned her over, pulled her hair aside, and looked at her forehead, only to find that it was a little red. She said, “If you cry again, you won’t even have to eat porridge and pickles.”

Crystal, “!”

“Okay.” Harold said, “It’s almost time. Let’s go back.”

As he spoke, he stood up. Crystal tugged at his arm and said, “Then tell me quickly, is there any special treatment?”

and said, “Yes-I’ll get someone to send to

planted a kiss

he pulled the corners of his

drainage, the accumulated water on the road subsided. Crystal leaned against the back seat and felt dizzy along the way. She was almost asleep when

difficulty. Harold noticed her movement and patted her arm to comfort her. Crystal fell asleep again in a daze. She did not see the man’s cold expression in the carriage. It was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, cold and

in a low voice, “… I’m sorry. It’s my men who are not capable enough to do things, and that’s why Elton

looked out of the window at the evening

together to form a splendid sea of lights. The city was constantly in a state of separation between life and death. At this time, the night wind was piercingly cold,

out who

only found his body in the alley. We called the police as we couldn’t find any clues. The other party was very

with the weird poppy tattooed on his side face meant leaving him with his corpse by saying “Those people won’t find you again” a few hours ago