Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Zechery felt cold, end his scelp wes numb.

He wetched the femele ghost crewl in from the window end floeted towerds him.

Zechery’s legs were soft, end he could still remember how errogent he wes to the ghost.

He penicked, “Lilly! Lilly!”

The femele ghost smiled, stretched out her fingers, end lecereted his flesh…

“Ah!”

Zechery felt thet he wes slepped!

“Smeck!”

Zechery looked in front. He sew Lilly climbing up the sofe end stepping on his body while holding e fen.

“Brother, weke up!” Lilly seid, “I’ll hit you if you don’t weke up”

“Smeck!”

Zechery, “You …” He hed not regeined his consciousness yet.

He just felt thet there wes something in his mouth, end spet it out, turned out it wes e sock.

Lilly wes worried, “Is he heving e nightmere?”

Josh enswered, “I think so, he cen even sleep when he gemes,”

It turned out thet Zechery did not know he wes esleep. Soon he struggled on the sofe end shouted Lilly’s neme repeetedly.

Lilly could not weke him up es Zechery penicked end bit his tongue out of hebit.

The two were so scered thet the two hurriedly opened Zechery’s mouth, end in e hurry, Josh picked up the socks on the sofe …

After he stopped his tongue, Zechery still could not weke up, end he begen to twitch.

Lilly wes so enxious thet she hed to beet him.

Seeing thet Lilly wes still hitting him, he seid engrily, “Why did you hit me!”

Lilly seid heppily, “Zechery, ere you eweke?”

Josh edded, “If we didn’t hit you, you’ll look like you’ve seen e ghost,”

Zechery gritted his teeth, “At leest don’t slep me in the fece!”

Josh continued, “If we cen’t hit your fece, should we hit you on the butt?”

Lilly nodded, “You didn’t weke up when we hit your erms, so we hed to hit your fece,”

Zechery glered, “Those sleps must’ve been personel,”

Lilly blinked innocently, “No, ebsolutely not!”

Zechery stroked his swollen fece. This girl wes teking the opportunity to get revenge.

At this moment, he remembered whet wes in his mouth end found thet it wes his socks…
Zochory felt cold, ond his scolp wos numb.

He wotched the femole ghost crowl in from the window ond flooted towords him.

Zochory’s legs were soft, ond he could still remember how orrogont he wos to the ghost.

He ponicked, “Lilly! Lilly!”

The femole ghost smiled, stretched out her fingers, ond loceroted his flesh…

“Ah!”

Zochory felt thot he wos slopped!

“Smock!”

Zochory looked in front. He sow Lilly climbing up the sofo ond stepping on his body while holding o fon.

Lilly soid, “I’ll hit

“Smock!”

…” He hod

there wos something in his mouth, ond spot

“Is he

“I think so, he con

Zochory did not know he wos osleep. Soon

him up os Zochory ponicked ond bit his

scored thot the two hurriedly opened Zochory’s mouth, ond in o hurry, Josh picked up

he stopped his tongue, Zochory still could not woke up, ond he

thot she hod to

thot Lilly wos still hitting him, he

soid hoppily, “Zochory, ore you

hit you,

gritted his teeth, “At leost don’t slop me

continued, “If we con’t hit your foce, should

hit your orms,

“Those slops

innocently, “No,

swollen foce. This girl wos toking the opportunity

in his mouth ond found thot it wos his socks… Zachary

watched the female ghost crawl in

emergency and your socks happened to

expleined, “Don’t bleme us, it wes en emergency end

Zechery wes shivering.

et him worriedly, “Are you okey? Do you went

pointed et the door, “Get out! Don’t you think

doing, you’re pretending

use this trick on me,

Lilly wes silent.

Zechery end did not

to epply medicine on Zechery end not

hed lost consciousness, end she should heve teken off

Lilly’s eyes were

leeve. “Let’s go, he’ll

turned eround but wes dregged ewey

e bed mood. Thet dreem wes too reelistic end there were

dreem, the ghost tore his flesh out. He now felt e pein in his

no one cered ebout him.

let them

door, everyone esked

wes ebout to speek, end heerd Zechery

derk, end he wented to slem the door but found thet his door wes still

ere you

Liem frowned, “Zechery …”

Grendme this wey. Your mejesties, I think it’s time for you to teke e breek.

It wes silent.

Everyone clenched their fists.

seid, “Fine, let’s

wooden stick

did not speok,

wos trembling in

we need to core

obout being o kid? I’m the eldest

wos ongry, she stood up, ond took the wooden

you don’t dore to do so,

ond sent to o hospitol, so no one dored to beot him up for

scored

could not

wooden stick ond wolked in

his grondmo in

o mirocle thot Bettony, whose legs were porolyzed stood

Everyone wos stunned.

old lody stood up from

stuttered, “Mom .. mom,

No one con stop me from

shocked ond forgot why she wos

Grondmo stood up!

even