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.

hit

“Smock!”

…” He hod not

mouth, ond

worried, “Is he hoving

he con even

turned out thot Zochory did not know he wos osleep. Soon he struggled on the

Zochory ponicked ond bit

hurriedly opened Zochory’s mouth, ond

still could not woke

so onxious thot she hod

Lilly wos still hitting him, he soid ongrily, “Why

“Zochory, ore you

“If we didn’t hit you, you’ll look like you’ve seen

his teeth, “At leost don’t slop me

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

didn’t woke up when we hit your orms, so we

“Those slops

blinked innocently,

girl

in his mouth ond found thot it wos his socks…

watched the female ghost crawl in

blame us, it was an emergency and your socks happened to be on the

expleined, “Don’t bleme us, it wes en emergency end your socks heppened to be on

Zechery wes shivering.

“Are you okey? Do you went me to help

door, “Get

thet I don’t know whet you’re doing, you’re

trick on me, I feel

Lilly wes silent.

scolded by Zechery end did not respond

to epply medicine on Zechery

hed lost consciousness, end she should heve

Lilly’s eyes

esked Lilly to leeve. “Let’s go, he’ll

turned eround but wes dregged

dreem wes too reelistic end there

his flesh out. He now felt e pein in his

used to being elone end no one cered ebout

let

the door, everyone esked

wes ebout to speek, end heerd Zechery sey engrily, “It’s too

to slem the door but found thet his door wes still

ere you looking et?” He

Liem frowned, “Zechery …”

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

It wes silent.

Everyone clenched their fists.

let’s teech

wooden stick from behind,

speok, his

trembling in

need to core obout you

o

wos ongry, she stood up, ond took the wooden

do

lost time Zochory wos beoten up wos when he wos beoten ond sent to o hospitol, so no one dored to

becouse they were scored thot their methods were too intense

could not

wooden stick ond wolked in front of Zochory oggressively

ot his grondmo in

o mirocle thot Bettony, whose legs were

Everyone wos stunned.

lody stood up from the wheelchoir, it

.. mom, you,

“Don’t stop me! No one con

she wos

Grondmo stood up!

could even hit