Spoil My Sweet Window

Sitting in the back seat, Crystal could still see the little cart through the window glass. But when she thought of the cold look in Harold’s eyes, she looked away.

In fact, it was just a roasted sweet potato. How much time would it take? But he was no longer her lover who would fulfill all her wishes.

Crystal was in low spirits. Along the way, she pretended to be asleep with her eyes closed. When she arrived at Flower Land, she opened her eyes and got out of the car. Maria stood at the door and waited for her.

Harold didn’t get out of the car. He just made a gesture and the car turned away.

Crystal didn’t even feel like knitting the sweater. After she came back, she lay on the sofa and read a book. After looking at it for a long time, she was still on the same page.

At dinner time, Maria brought up a plate of roasted sweet potatoes and said, “You didn’t seem to like the sweet potato porridge I made last time… Do you eat roasted sweet potatoes?”

potatoes, her eyes lit up for a moment, but soon

sold outside, but there is no guarantee that the food at the roadside stalls is clean and the ingredients may not be fresh. Take the roasted sweet potato as an example. Many vendors will add saccharin

sofa and sat on the chair. She slowly peeled off the sweet potato skin and took a bite. It was sweet and soft, and it was very delicious. But when she ate it, she

She was very sad.

eaten any sweet potatoes in the afternoon, but

no one knew

she only wanted to

said, “Why are

inevitable that she would be soft-hearted. She went over to hug Crystal, patted her on the back, and said like coaxing a child, “Don’t cry. If the baby in your belly knows that you are crying,

away the tears on her face with a tissue and

but ate up all the sweet potatoes. After dinner, she was a little full and walked around the glass greenhouse upstairs for