Spoil My Sweet Window novel (Harold and Crystal) novel Chapter 696

Chapter 696

He had only kissed her on the lips, but Crystal felt as if she had been kissed from head to toe.

Her back was slightly tightened, and the sphenoid pushed the cloth on her back out of an arc. Her hanging. neck was as fair as the moonlight, like a swan that was going to be sacrificed and could only be killed by others.

The boys were still looking for the “ghost” everywhere. Crystal was sitting on the box and every part of her body was kissed.

Perhaps due to the pile of boxes, it was impossible to tell that there was someone hiding inside. Occasionally, there would be a few lights sweeping past her from the cellphones. Every time they swept past her, Crystal would become a little more nervous. She would lean into Harold’s arms tightly, like a drowning person grabbing the last piece of floating wood on the surging water. Even if this piece of floating wood was the culprit of the ship’s destruction, she could only hold onto it tightly.

In the end, the male students found nothing and left.

After Crystal finished speaking, a layer of sweat appeared on her back. She leaned into Harold’s embrace and panted.

Not only were they scared, but they also kissed.

“Harold Crystal weakly glared at him. “From now on, I will never enter the little dark room with you again!” “This isn’t called a little dark room.” Harold corrected her. He tucked her sweaty hair behind her ear, revealing her sparkling white forehead. Looking at her watery eyes, he couldn’t help kissing the corner of her forehead.

Crystal asked, “What’s called a little dark room then?”

“Do you want to know?”

“Yes, I want to know.”

Harold smiled and whispered something into her ear. Crystal immediately blushed, “How is that possible?! That isn’t…”

She couldn’t finish her sentence, because Harold’s eyes were full of smiles.

She pounded Harold’s chest angrily and said, “I’m going out.”

Harold took her down from the box and muttered to Crystal, “My clothes are dirty.”

The two of them walked out of the auditorium. Crystal let go of his hand, spun twice in the moonlight, and asked, “Is my clothes dirty?”

Today, Crystal wore a light green dress with a soft and delicate hemline, looking just like a newly sprouted Crystal in the moonlight..

Harold wondered who would give her such a name.

She was weak and could be bullied, but she was lively and bright.

She sprouted from the ground in the darkness. She was obviously watered with sin, but she was so beautiful. From a seed to a delicate bud, and then a deadly poppy flower.

Crystal didn’t hear his reply. She turned to look at him. In the cold silver light, her voice was soft. “What’s wrong with you?”

“Nothing.” Harold came back to his senses and said, “Your clothes are not dirty.”

“I don’t believe it.” Crystal said, “You must be trying to avoid responsibility.”