Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 542

Chapter 542

Harold was quite confident in his own chess skills. He said, “Okay.”

Crystal played the first piece of chess, and Harold followed closely behind.

After the fourth chess piece was placed, Crystal said, “Why don’t you stop me? I’m going to win.” Harold was confused.

Why didn’t he see how Crystal was going to win?

Crystal pursed her lips with a proud look on her face. “I’ve already warned you. Don’t blame me.” She put down the fifth piece and put her palms together. “I won!”

Harold was confused.

“How did you win?”

Crystal gestured with her hands and said, “Can’t you see? Here, there are five pieces! You still said that you know how to play chess. You lost so quickly and didn’t even know how you lost.” Harold was speechless

Harold put down the black chess piece in his hand. After a moment of silence, he said, “I thought we were playing Go.”

Crystal looked puzzled. “Of course we’re playing Five in a row! I don’t know how to play Go.”

Harold was speechless.

Crystal propped herself up on the table. “I’ve always played Five in a row.”

“I’ve never played Five in a row before.” Harold said, “You didn’t make it clear in advance.”

Crystal said straightforwardly, “That’s your own problem. Do you think I can play Go? I certainly can’t, so we played Five in a row and I won.”

She stood up and said seriously, “Sit here and don’t move. I’m going to find some charcoal to draw a cat’s whisker for you.”

Harold was speechless.

Harold subconsciously put his arms around her waist. Crystal held Harold’s face with her clean hand and looked so close. She murmured, “Your eyelashes are so long.”

His eyelashes were longer than many other girls, but they were not curled up at all. They were long and straight, and there was a layer of frost on his eyelashes.

Harold lowered his eyes and said, “Your eyelashes are also very long.”

Crystal tugged at her eyes. “Is that so? I haven’t paid much attention to it. But don’t change the subject.”

She said with a serious face, “Now, I’m going to draw you a cat’s whisker”

The charcoal in her hand was of a suitable size Crystal frowned Those who didn’t know the truth would think that she was drawing a detailed design.

In fact, she was just drawing a cat’s whisker on Harold’s chiseled face

Crystal drew it seriously for five minutes before she was finally satisfied. It’s done!”