Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 388

Chapter 388

Kellen turned his wrist, and said lightly: “You have to see whether your answer satisfies me. Today my daughter went to the haunted house, and she was accompanied by Paul.”

“Not only did you scare my daughter, but you also put a piece of skin on her uncle’s neck, right?”

The bald man with his head down was startled. They also discovered this?

Impossible, that paper figurine is the second paper figurine he raised with painstaking efforts. He was born at the age of 17, and it has been more than twenty years since he raised these two paper figurines!

How was it discovered…

The bald man was completely confused this time, and panicked: “I posted it…”

Kellen asked, “What do you want to do?”

But this time the bald man stopped talking.

He already knew that Kellen’s ultimate purpose was to ask that.

If this is the case, then he also has room for negotiating conditions.

Furthermore, he also has a female ghost in a wedding dress. He spent a lot of energy taming that female ghost, and he never dared to betray him easily!

Let him say yes, but…

The bald man was still thinking about countermeasures quickly, when he heard Kellen say coldly: “Greeting him well.”

Hanhan’s subordinates said loudly: “Yes! I promise to treat you well!”

Kellen just went away.

his head in

it hit him on the shoulder

cry, he really didn’t dare to move now, his neck was stiff like this,

**

midnight.

was lying on her side on the bed, holding the crumpled thin quilt in her arms, with her chubby calves resting on the thin

gourd on her wrist

broken limbs and threw out

down her cards excitedly, how could she still remember her

Chapter 259

night is

night, I don’t know how many people are

secret.

advantage of the closure of the amusement park at night, Delilah sneaked

Gone?

Gone again??

help clenching her fists, and after running around for a while,

the hospital,

haunted house, haunted house

she was born, she was not like an ordinary child. Others were still drinking milk, diapers, pants, shit, and

clear that I wanted to catch ghosts in the world. Before I turned 18, I wanted to

every death tear is

has collected two kinds of tears, regret and resentment, and then started an infinite loop: no ghosts

she

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