Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 115


    Chapter 115 Mad Lulu


    na talked to Sylvia for a while, but Sylvia denied it outright, saying that she was a little unwell and it


    was fine.


    na didn’t seem to see anything unusual about her, so she was careful and let her go back to rest.


    The moon was shining brightly and the stars were sparse. At eight or nine o’clock, the sound of reading


    came from Susie’s room.


    Hamza put on a stern face, trying topete with Martin.


    Wade sat alone on one side, sprawled over Susie’s pink and white dresser, tinkering with his VCR.


    At the desk, Susie held the textbook with both hands and put it on top of her head.


    Hamza said coldly: “Do you remember what I just taught you?”


    Lulu looked at his brother’s cold and serious face, he was even scarier than his own father.


    She said with a sad face, “Remember.”


    Wade sneered: “Remember everything?”


    Lulu replied in panic, “Remember!”


    Hamza narrowed his eyes: “Okay, I’ll test you.”


    Susie looked at Lulu, then at Hamza.


    Lulu was in a daze, she looked to Susie for help.


    Susie kept her eyes fixed and whispered a reminder.


    Hamza gave her a stern look.


    Susie quickly shut up.


    Lulu stared: what? What did you say?


    Susie returned a look: Think for yourself! Think quickly!


    Lulu racked his brains and answered cautiously.


    Hamza was speechless.


    Susie was stunned for a moment.


    Lulu managed to distract Susie, making her forget the original sentence.


    Susie’s memory is far beyond the scope of normal people. Mitch often teaches herplex spells, and


    she can remember them word for word. but at this time she doubts herself.


    Hamza quit in a fit of rage. “Go find your father and teach you yourself!”


    Lulu cried pitifully: “My dad was so angry that I had a heart attack. If I go to him again, he will be mad at


    me.”


    Hamza sneered: “You also know that you are angry?”


    Susie covered her mouth and smirked.


    Lulu looked at her for help.


    Susie hurriedly pleaded for Lulu: “Lulu knows she’s wrong, teach her again, she will definitely.”


    Susie looked at Hamza anxiously, blinking her big eyes.


    Hamza was speechless.


    that is. Five more minutes of teaching!


    five minutester.


    Hamza really lost his temper, his face was as cold as ice, he threw down


    the book and said, “You learn by yourself!”


    Susie and Lulu looked at each other.


    Lulu: “Did I recite it wrong?”


    Susie: “Definitely not.”


    But when Brother Hamza stared at her like that just now, her mind was buzzing, and she couldn’t


    remember anything at all.


    Susie looked at Lulu sympathetically: “Are you the legendary scumbag?”


    Susie went to school with Wade for a day, and learned vividly from the French teacher what is a top


    student and what is a bad student.


    Lulu sullenly said, “I don’t want to either!”


    Learning is really hard.


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    Why is there such a thing as learning!


    Why is there such a thing as an exam!


    Susie patted her andforted her, “Wash up and sleep!”


    Lulu kicked off the slippers and threw himself on Susie’s bed: “I want to sleep in your room.”


    The two little girls looked at Wade.


    Wade said silently, “I’ll stay a little longer.”


    Why is he a boy. Otherwise, he also wants to sleep in this room.


    Wade didn’t want to go back to the room, what if the female ghost came to the door in the middle of the


    night.


    Susie suddenly ran over and was tinkering with the dressing table.


    “Brother, here you go, don’t be afraid!”


    Wade said without blushing and heartbeat: “Who said I was scared, I’m afraid I won’t invent the damn


    device.”


    Lulu shouted: “What? Wade is afraid of ghosts? You are a coward!”


    Wade walked away angrily


    Lulu touched her nose innocently, she said something wrong, that’s right!


    As the night deepened, the lights of the Murray family estate gradually went out, leaving only a few dim


    night lights.


    Wade set up his own iron basin in the room. Looking at the quiet surroundings, the breeze blew and


    the curtains swayed.


    He always felt that there was something creepy in his heart, that there was someone under the bed,


    someone in the bathroom, and someone behind


    the door.


    The terrified Wade tensed his back for a while, and fell asleep at some


    point.


    The wind blew the curtains, and there was a slight sound from the door, as if someone was opening the


    lock with a key.


    Wade frowned in his sleep, as if he had a nightmare.


    The door was pushed open by a person, the door panel was of good quality, and there was no creaking


    sound.


    A person was thinking about his feet, walked silently, walked up to Wade quietly, and stared at the


    sleeping Wade.


    A hand stretched out, getting closer.


    Wade’s eyshes trembled, he seemed to feel something in the dream, he


    became more and more uneasy, and suddenly he was frightened by the nightmare and opened his


    eyes suddenly.


    It was pitch ck in front of his eyes, and Wade didn’t recover for a while, but secretly heaved a sigh of


    relief: it turned out to be a nightmare.


    When his eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, Wade remembered his dream, and subconsciously


    turned his head to look at the door.


    His pupils shrank suddenly, when did his door open?