Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 737

When Harold was in the army in the early years, he was surrounded by energetic boys of 17 or 18 years old. It was a disaster for a bunch of men to be together. Therefore, if anyone had a girlfriend, it would probably shock everyone in the whole dormitory building.

Unfortunately, one of Harold's roommates was a professional lover who had fallen in love at an early age. He knew how to hook up with a little girl since he was in kindergarten. When he entered the army, he had already dated 23 girls before. When it came to the day that they would be given their mobile phones back, everyone in the dormitory would be forced to listen to him talking to his girlfriend. His disgusting tone made people feel sick.

The most terrible thing was that this pair of lovers were very fond of each other. During the nights when their mobile phones had been confiscated, the boys in the dormitory would listen to him giving useless flirting tips and hear him talking about his girlfriend.

He often said that a real man wouldn't be able to resist a girl who acted like a spoiled child.

At that time, Harold had scoffed at this. However, as time passed, he seemed to have seen his own disdainful self through the layers of time.

But at this time, he had already agreed with the saying of the love expert back then.

really couldn't resist his girlfriend acting like

he could see her extremely beautiful eyes, which only

and leaned over to pick her up. "Don't worry. You're still young

this, Crystal immediately turned hostile. "Then why didn't you tell

to scold Antony. Harold pulled her back and placed his hands beside her. His gaze was heavy and he looked calm, but it was like a deep pool. There was a monstrous love

Crystal said pitifully,

"I won't touch you, but you have to give

His facial features were extremely sharp, but the expression on his face was soft.

bit of seductive hoarseness, and it went straight into the depths of

tugged at his collar. "You're not

round earlobe.

Crystal,"..."