Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 548

Chapter 548 Where’s My Dad?

The amusement park in the middle of the night was very lively, and I didn’t know what time it was, so it gradually quieted down

Susie sat down on the grass, feeling the sea breeze.

The little female ghost also sat down beside her, without saying a word

The ghosts were in a mess, looking at the new ghost in front of them with a confused expression: “Who are you?”

After playing for a while, there is one more ghost? Still looking so disorganized and horrible?

The ghost was silent.

The female ghost in the wedding dress asked suspiciously: “Why is this face so familiar….

The unlucky ghost touched his nose: “This nose looks very similar to mine.”

Playa ghost: “My boobs…”

It turns out that what is in front of me is not a new ghost, but the parts of the ghosts…

So the ghosts hurriedly distributed parts.

“This is your eyebrow.”

“My face is finally back.”

“Whose eyeball is it? It’s on my head!”

There was a rush.

Susie simply lay down on the grass and said with satisfaction: “It’s so fun!”

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But she seems to have forgotten something?

Susie snorted, and suddenly asked, “Where’s my dad?”

Mitch was speechless.

Yes, it’s rare that I can still remember your dad.

At this time, a figure appeared in the distance.

Under the street lamp, his shadow stretched out.

He was arched, his chest was heaving and heaving, and he was panting heavily.

Kellen held on to the lamp with one hand and a rag doll in the other.

The Hell was worn on his head like a hard hat, and the door opened to reveal his face.

Kellen wanted to say something, but couldn’t put it into words.

While he was fighting with the doll, he could still hear Susie’s voice echoing throughout the amusement park.

Too bad he couldn’t get distracted. He finally defeated the King of little ghost with his own strength!

The current King of little ghost, obediently being carried in his hands, was beaten up, covered in tatters, cotton wool can be seen flying around under the light, but Kellen felt that The Hell on his head was

getting heavier and heavier…

What made him unbelievable the most was that his little baby didn’t come to him!

“Dad!” Susie waved her hand guiltily.

The little female ghost seemed to have just remembered her doll, and

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when she turned her head to look, there was a hint of guilt in her eyes.

Kellen looked at Susie resentfully.

The doll looked at the little girl resentfully.

Kellen: Fighting all night.

In the end, the two played all night!

Susie took back The Hell, and the little girl of King of ghost also took back her doll.

“What’s your name?” Susie asked curiously, “Why are you here?”

Just when everyone thought the little girl couldn’t speak, she said, “My name is Taylor, and this is my sister, Isla.”

The little girl points to the doll.

Everyone was surprised, this doll was actually her sister?

“We’ve been on this island for a long time,” Taylor said. “My sister and I were here before the amusement park was built here.”

“We fled here from yonder, from the far, far away archipelago.”

The little girl Taylor revealed a lot of information in just a few words…

How her sister turned into a rag doll.

Why did they escape here.

How could it become King of ghost, King of little ghost…

Taylor said quietly: “My sister and I were dependent on each other. We still have a mother, but no father.”

Susie was very confused, since she has a mother, how can she live with This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

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her sister…

Could it be that she didn’t learn idioms well?

Kellen also sat on the side, and found that the ground was cold, so he hugged Susie into his arms.

It was dark before dawn, and it was getting a little cold.

All the ghosts sat in rows, quietly listening to the story of the King of ghost.

“My mother didn’t like us and didn’t like to talk to us,” Taylor said. “Isla milked the cows when I was a kid and fed me.”

So she has been very attached to her sister since she was a child. Her sister is very beautiful, and her eyes are very beautiful, as clean and sparkling as the sky.

Her favorite thing is to snuggle up to her sister and stare into her beautiful

eyes.

It’s a pity that Isla is dumb and can’t speak, but Isla is very good. Every time I come back from work on the farm, I will always take something out of my pocket and give it to her.

“Sometimes it’s a candy, sometimes it’s a pretty little flower.”

As if recalling those beautiful years, Taylor also had a smile on his face.

“But when my sister was 18, my mother suddenly brought some men to the house.”

Taylor recalled that day, his eyes suddenly turned gray, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly.

“They said they were going to play games with me and tell me to hide, and my mother called Isla over.”

“I don’t want to play games with them, I just want to follow Isla, but my mother won’t let me.”

My mother never cared about her. Sometimes she screamed with hunger, and my mother would not even look at her.

But that day her mother cooked her delicious food, roast beef and warm goat’s milk.

Attracted by the delicious food, she forgot to find Isla for a moment.

“On that day, Isla disappeared.” Taylor said here, his eyes became bitter, but Susie saw a trace of regret and pain hidden deep in her bitter eyes.

Susie seemed to understand a little bit that what she regretted must be immersing herself in delicious things and letting herself lose Isla.

Taylor continued: “I searched for a long time, and I couldn’t find Isla until it was dark. I kept crying and crying. My mother got impatient and gave me a bear, saying that Isla left it for me.”

“She also said that Isla left with others, went to a place far, far away, went to enjoy happiness, and would never come back to this poor place.”

Taylor couldn’t help crying when he said this, and he pursed his lips and said stubbornly: “I don’t believe it!”

Isla won’t leave her.

Absolutely will never abandon her!

From that day on, she searched the entire pasture, the entire prairie, found the coast on the edge of the prairie, and even found the high mountains on the coast.

She hugged the rag doll Isla left for her, and searched anxiously.

When she was hungry, she picked some turf to eat, and when she was

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thirsty, she lay down in the puddle in the low-lying land and drank a little

water.

The doll accompanied her, from clean to dirty.

“How do you know that this doll was given by you from Isla?” Susie couldn’t help asking.

Taylor shook his head: “I don’t know, but my mother said Isla left it for me, so I believe Isla left it for me.”

She touched the doll: “Because Isla said that she would give me a doll on my birthday.”

Isla said that she would sew for her herself, and pick the cotton that was left on the branches after being harvested by others.

“Did you find your Isla later?” Playa ghost couldn’t help asking, looking at the doll in Taylor’s arms.