Spoil My Sweet Window

Chapter 81

Back to Flower Land, when Crystal got out of the car, she was about to take the pink rose away. Harold moved faster and pressed her directly on the passenger seat. He narrowed his eyes and asked, “What are you doing?”

Crystal said, “You have to help me get the fish tank. I think you’re very tired. I’ll help you get the flower.” Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“There’s no need,” Harold said. “I’ll find someone to make it into an Immortality Flower and place it in the living room.”

Crystal: “…”

There was no need to be so cruel.

Harold got out of the car, with one hand holding the fish tank and the other holding the flower. Crystal followed him with her head hanging down. She took a step forward and sighed. It was not until she entered the villa that she convinced herself that not everyone knew the flower language of pink roses like Harold… No, how could Harold know the flower language of pink roses?

Her expression became serious. “Master White, you must have received a lot of pink roses before!” Harold thought about it briefly. In fact, no one was so bold as to send him pink roses. Strictly speaking, he had never received flowers because he never accepted flowers.

The wild beasts in the jungle did not understand romance, and they were not in the mood to appreciate the delicate beauty of a flower.

It was an accident that he knew the flower language of pink rose.

“No,” Harold replied. “You’re the first one.”

“I don’t believe it.” Crystal said, “Even if it’s not pink roses, you must have received a lot of other flowers before, right?”

“Hmm,” Harold replied.

Crystal couldn’t understand. “Then why didn’t you make the flowers they sent into Immortality Flowers and only target me?”

“I’m happy.” Harold took out a bottle of water from the fridge and said lightly, “If you say it again, I’l feed all your fish to the cat.”

Crystal: “!”

“I have an online meeting.” Harold placed the water in front of Crystal, rubbed her head, and said, “You can go and play for a while. If you’re sleepy, go to sleep. Do you understand?”

“Oh.” Crystal nodded.

“There’s fruit in the fridge.” Harold thought of something and said, “It’s washed. Take it yourself if you want to eat it.”

Crystal said yes again. Harold withdrew his hand and went upstairs. After taking two steps, he thought of something and turned back to take the rose, completely destroying Crystal’s idea of getting rid of it.

Crystal curled her lips and made a face at Harold’s back. Then, she turned on the TV to watch a variety show. At about 9:30 p.m., she went to the refrigerator in the kitchen to have a look. There

were indeed a lot of fruits inside, some of which Crystal couldn’t even name them.

She picked a few and made a fruit plate. She felt that she couldn’t eat and drink for nothing, so she went upstairs with the fruit plate and knocked on the door of the study.

Harold lowered his eyes and signed his name on the document. Without even raising his head, he said, “Come in.”

Crystal entered the study and placed the fruit plate on the desk. She looked at Harold with anticipation.

“…” Harold put down the pen and raised his eyebrows. “What’s wrong?”

Crystal pushed the fruit plate to him.

Harold looked at her and asked, “Do you have something to ask of me?”

Crystal: “…”

Crystal said angrily, “Didn’t you notice that I cut the fruits very well? Ordinary people will praise my cutting skills at this time!”

Harold paused and said, “I’m not an ordinary person. I’m not praising you.”

Crystal was angry. “Then I won’t give it to you.”

She went to take the plate, but Harold grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms. Crystal’s nose hit Harold’s hard chest, which made her cry in pain. “… I’ll give it to you, okay? Why did you do that?”