Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 384
Chapter 384 Kellen’s Precision Strike
The unlucky ghost was speechless.
Passing through the door with resentment on his face, he saw Susie was about to open the door, but
he gave up when he came out, and then said apologetically, “Sorry, I forgot about you!”
The unlucky ghost took the opportunity to ckmail: “I’m sad, give me
sugar
Susie touched her left pocket, but there was nothing there.
He touched the right pocket again… and gave him the hidden candy.
The unlucky ghost’s eyes lit up, and he immediately leaned forward.
“Here, here you are!” Susie patted the unlucky ghost on the head in fear, “Don’t sit on my dad’s head
next time!”
will be beaten.
Dad is very powerful now, he is a big witch!
The unlucky ghost held the candy happily, and said, “Yeah, I will definitely stay away from him next
time!”
The unhappy being beaten just now disappeared after getting a candy.
However……
The sugar in his hand hadn’t had time to warm it up.
It was snatched by ya Ghost with a whoosh!
The unlucky ghost was furious: “You robber!”
ya Ghost held a white note in his hand, with a look of disdain: “Forgot how many candies you owed
me just now? I paid this one back, and I’m still short of three candies.”
After speaking, he floated into the gourd.
The coward patted him on the shoulder and reminded: “You still owe me three.”
The unlucky ghost was speechless.
Suddenly he became a debtor.
Susie ran back to the room, shouting, “Alex-Alex, where are you?”
It’s strange, I didn’t see Alex when I came back today.
Didn’t see Bell either.
Did…Alex kidnap Bell??
Susie thought so, and saw Bell and Alex staring at each other on the windowsill.
“Uh… what are you doing?” Susiey on the window sill, looking at the two of them curiously.
Alex’s wings fluttered.
“It’s numb, it’s numb!” Alex yelled.
Susie reached out and tapped its mouth, and said, “You can’t speak foulnguage! It’s uncivilized!”
Alex’s eyes were full of tears, and his voice was mournful: “It’s numb, it’s really numb, my legs are
numb…”
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Susie: “?”
She looked at Alex strangely, then at Bell.
Why are my legs numb?
It turned out that these two really squatted for a day.
Bell is fine, cats have the ability to hunt, and sometimes it is not a problem to stay motionless for half a
day in order to guard their prey.
Alex is miserable.
When a person is rxed, the hand muscles are also rxed, but when a bird is rxed, the w
muscles are in a state of grasping.
That is to say, the bird’s paws must grasp something like a branch, which is considered a rest for them.
When they sleep, they are firmly grasped on the branch, asfortable as a person lying on a bed.
But standing on a in window sill like this is equivalent to standing in a military posture for a day in a
military training station, so it’s no wonder it doesn’t feel numb.
Alex shouted in grief and anger: “I will really thank you! I really admire you!”
Susie didn’t know what was going on, and although she didn’t understand what game these two were
ying, she still brought Alex over.
Alex loosened his body and fell into Susie’s hand with a thud.
Bell jumped off the window sill and meowed at Susie’s feet, his voice was soft and pleasant, like a
spoiled child.
Susie asked, “You didn’t eat, did you? Just now, grandma made cod fish rice for you, and I didn’t see
you!”
Bell’s ears perked up.
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It ran out immediately.
After squatting for a day, I was really hungry, and I almost couldn’t help but ate Alex.
Alex stood back on his own branch tremblingly, with a dull bird face.
Susie crouched next to it and asked, “Alex, aren’t you hungry? Did you eat?”
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Alex was still muttering: “It’s numb, it’s numb!”
It has to be slow.
Seeing its trembling, Susie grabbed a small handful of yellow millet and spread her palms for Alex to
eat.
Alex was shaking while pecking at the rice.
From now on, it will never stand in a military posture with that dead cat again.
It’s going to fly to the tree, boil it to death!
Susie had just fed Alex when she heard a knock on the door and Paul
came in.
“Paul?” Susie asked suspiciously, “What’s wrong?”
Paul took a shower and changed into home clothes. No one saw the position on the back of his neck,
where there was a faint imprint of a little paper man…
A green light shed in his eyes, and then disappeared quickly.
Holding a ss of juice in his hand, Paul said softly, “Grandma made some juice for you, and Paul
brought it to you.”
He put the juice on the table.