Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 498

“No need…” Wade said blankly.

Willow stretched out his hand stubbornly, the corners of his lips twitched, and said a word: “Eat…!”

Wade was speechless.

With this interruption. he had completely forgotten what he was going to teach just now, and he was struggling between eating and not eating

If he doesn’t eat, his mother stares at him. but if he eats, he really can’t stop talking Wade couldn’t do it, and he was afraid that if he didn’t eat, his mother would think he despised her. What if he was sad?

With an idea, Susie pressed Willow’s hand and stuffed the orange into her mouth again, coaxing like a baby: “Auntie eat it yourself! We still have things to do, you eat it obediently!”

Willow’s mouth was stuffed, he looked at Susie, and then at the fruit on

the table.

There are oranges, grapes, apples, cherries, bananas.

Eat obediently.

After eating the orange in her mouth, she picked up another banana.

Seeing that she wanted to eat it directly, Martin quickly took the banana from her hand, peeled it and handed it to her.

“Bananas need to be peeled,” he said. “Here.”

Willow held up the banana, a flash of comprehension in his eyes.

The round ones should be peeled, and the long ones should also be peeled.

She looked at the cherries, apples, and grapes on the table.

Martin seemed to see what she was thinking, and emphasized: “There is no need to peel the cherries and grapes. If you want to eat apples, I will ask someone to get a peeler.”

Willow stared at the apple.

the inside line

on the table, then added the apples,

knelt down in front. of the table, picked up the apple like Martin did, and stuck it on the stick with

carefully and watch the apple peel

off the peeled apple. and put another

much as you eat, and then

raised his head in doubt, although his beautiful eyes were still staring straight at people, they were much

chin is round. He has a cute oval face that doesn’t look fat. His small nose is straight, and his

said silently: “Finish,

Willow got it.

seeing

“Tell me, how did

and said sobbingly: “I was a professional crying spirit before I

interested and pricked up

You cry when someone else dies?” Susie

The crybaby nodded. “Yes…”

working outside, or

if they are sad. If they can’t cry, they will be called

like this? Let’s hire

“I was the most professional in ten miles and eight towns back then, so everyone liked to invite

“So you cried to

crybaby hesitated to

when

toy and wanted

me up when she annoys me, and I

drink of water, I can’t get the one I

meal, I can’t win a quarrel with my brothers and

child doesn’t cry, it will be fine when he grows

even more

you don’t want to

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