Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

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“Although I’m a free thinker, please don’t make me the protagonist and tell ghost stories in the middle of

the night.” Crystal touched her waist which was filled with goosebumps. “Are you going to eat barbecue

or not? It’s getting cold.”

Harold’s long lashes drooped. “You’re only thinking about barbecue?”

Crystal replied, “Hmm… My tongue has been numbed by your kiss. I really don’t want to kiss you

anymore.”

“…” Harold paused and seemed to have no choice but to carry her down. He said, “What’s the point of

saying so much to an idiot like you?”

Crystal was unhappy and jumped in front of him. “You haven’t said it yet!”

Harold, “Do you really want me to say it?”

Crystal felt that it was not a good idea, so she shrank back and said, “Let’s not talk about it.”

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She held Harold’s arm and said, “Let’s go eat barbecue. I think their mutton skewers are the best in the

world. I wanted to bring them back for you to have a taste as soon as I tasted them.” There was an

open-air balcony on the second floor, on which there were a lot of vines. At this time, the flowers were

in full bloom and the leaves were luxuriant. Crystal turned on the soft spotlight and placed the barbecue

on a small round table. She asked, “Do you want to drink something?” Harold said, “It’s either your milk

or your juice in the fridge. What do you want me to drink?”

Crystal thought for a moment and said, “Then you can drink plain water.”

She ran to pour a glass of plain water and put it on the table. “Sit down.”

There was a bright moon in the sky and the stars were scattered. In the distance, there were

crisscrossed city lights, and things were flowing in the dark night. And the breeze was just right here.

The fragrance of flowers was faint.

Crystal sat on a rattan chair. Her black hair was long and soft, and her eyes were brighter than the

stars.

Harold paused and sat down opposite her.

Crystal opened the thermos bag and took out the food inside. They were all delicious food that she had

carefully selected.

She thought of something and suddenly raised her head to look at Harold. “Hey, haven’t you eaten

barbecue before?”

A noble young master like Harold must have gone through an elite education since he was a child.

After that, he went abroad to study at a university. He probably didn’t have the experience of hanging

out with others at a food stall, did he?

To Crystal’s surprise, Harold said, “I tried it before.”

Crystal said in surprise, “You’ve actually eaten barbecue before.”

“Otherwise? Do you think I drink water all day long?”

Crystal held her chin. “I just thought that rich people like you wouldn’t have this kind of experience. Of

course, the same goes for poor people like me. It’s my first time eating it tonight.”

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Harold recalled that the last time he went out to eat barbecue with someone. They drank beer, and

some people cried after drinking. They insisted on getting an answer. Until now, Harold still

remembered that someone choked with sobs and asked, “Why are we here? Why are we f*cking going

through fire and water?”

But it was destined to be an unsolved problem, and Harold couldn’t give them the answer, so he just

sat aside in silence and watched them drink bottle by bottle.

Until now, even those questions were gone, and his old friends had passed away, the world was still full

of drifting evil ghosts.

“This lamb skewer is delicious.” Crystal placed the lamb skewer that was sprinkled with cumin powder

in front of Harold. Her eyes were filled with anticipation. “Have a taste.”

Harold pulled himself out of his memories and looked at Crystal. “Did the owner of this store pay you

money? How much discount can you get if you manage to find a guest for them?”

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