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?”

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

planted a kiss on his

but when Harold heard it, he

rain at night was much lighter than during the day. After the drainage, the accumulated water on the road subsided. Crystal leaned against the back seat and felt dizzy along the way. She was almost asleep

Crystal fell asleep again in a daze. She did not see the man’s cold expression in the carriage. It was like a

in a low voice, “… I’m sorry. It’s my men who are not

out of the window

of millions of lights gathered together to form a splendid sea of lights. The city was constantly in a state of separation between life

who it

the alley. We called the police as we couldn’t find any clues. The other

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