Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 503

Alana was inexplicably disturbed, and she was in no mood to even hit the old man with her bare hands.

She worriedly called Martin: “It’s snowing and the road is slippery, tell Kellen to drive carefully!”

Martin’s voice came: “Don’t worry, Kellen knows.”

Susie was in the car, he was more careful than anyone else.

Alana nodded, thought for a while and said, “Come back early, watch Susie, don’t let their two children get out of the car when it’s too cold.”

Martin hummed and hung up the phone.

Susie asked, “What’s the matter with grandma?”

Martin looked at her sideways and said, “It’s okay.”

The car stopped by the side of the road at the foot of the barren hill.

This side is relatively remote, and there are few people walking. There is no special person to shovel the snow. After getting off the car, you have to walk the road to the foot of the barren mountain by yourself.

Willow got out of the car first, and Susie lay on the window of the SUV,

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waving at her.

come

his head,

Wade was speechless.

Martin was speechless.

had already opened the door and said, “Don’t

on the snow, but his black clothes are covered with bits and

you get up?” Martin held out his

lay in the snow, looking

“Oysters,” she said.

Martin looked suspicious.

Want to eat oysters?

hand and pulled her up: “I’ll go back and ask someone to

tried hard to remember, and repeated again:

her, snowflakes were floating on his

finally said the word he

was slightly taken

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front of him had a pale but beautiful face, her black curly eyelashes were slightly blinking, she was struggling to speak, but

as if

she put a handful of snow mixed with mud in his palm, which was a

repeated emphatically:

the words clearly, and said with certainty: “I

it this time. For a split second, he only heard the wind and snow blowing by, and

out that what she said several times

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