Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 70

Chapter 70 Wade is Afraid of Ghosts

The English teacher frowned, and warned kindly: “You still have to change your temper, this time the child is different.”

When the class bell rang, the French teacher picked up the lesson plan and said: “In my eyes, all students are equal, there is no distinction between high and low. Everything speaks for its grades.”

After she finished speaking, she left proudly, and the other teachers were speechless.

“Sooner or later, I will kill myself.” said the teacher who just said that Susie could not be found.

The English teacher said, “Okay, let’s go see if Susie is back, and I’ll look for it too.”

As for the French teacher?

Only children with full marks in the exam are the top students in her eyes.

Some parents have complained that the French teacher’s teaching method is too radical, but there is no way, because the grades are there, the school did not treat the French teacher well in the end.

Here, the French teacher walked in the corridor in high heels, with disdain on his face.

A group of stalking villains are all hoping for her to be fired, right?

It’s a pity that the French class she leads is so good that she won’t be able to get fired.

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Susie ate until her belly was round, and she patted her in satisfaction.

Wade was full of black lines: “Have you had enough? Don’t follow me

tomorrow.” Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Susie said righteously: “I didn’t come with you to eat.”

Wade sneered: “It’s not for eating, what is it for? Come to class?”

Unexpectedly, Susie shook her head: “No, it’s here to catch ghosts.”

Wade was speechless.

He suddenly remembered the ugly ghost he saw when he went to the toilet yesterday!

“Ghost? What the hell are you catching?”

Susie turned to look at him suspiciously: “Are you scared?”

Wade’s face froze, and he said, “Who’s scared? I’m just asking what the hell are you catching!”

Susie leaned closer to Wade and whispered, “Catch the evil ghost.”

“The evil ghost lay on Mia’s head, sucking black air from her neck.”

Wade felt a gust of cool wind blowing over his neck.

He subconsciously covered the back of his neck, without noticing the tension on his face:

“Then the evil ghost can also come out during the day?”

Susie nodded: “Well, there are three types of ghosts in the world.”

She counted with her fingers: “Someone like Aunt Ugly is called a wild ghost. They die abnormally and cannot be reborn properly, so they just float around in the world.”

Wade’s face turned pale when he thought of the female ghost who scared him so badly.

“And then there are vile ghosts, the kind of people who have died terribly.

They will suddenly appear and scare people away.”

Wade’s face turned pale again.

“The last one is called evil ghost. It is very fierce and can eat people. Wild ghosts and vile ghosts canno t appear during the day, but it can! It is very strong.”

Wade covered Susie’s mouth and said quickly, “Okay, stop talking!”

Wade glanced around, there would be no ghosts in such a big sun.

He let go of Susie.

Susie said quickly, “You’re just afraid! It’s okay, there’s no shame in being afraid!”

Wade: “If you can’t speak, don’t speak.”

I don’t know if it’s because I have learned a lot from Mitch. Susie, who was not very talkative at first, ha s become a little talkative.

“Why are you afraid of ghosts? You shouldn’t be, you are so powerful, you shouldn’t be afraid.”

“Actually, ghosts are not scary, just like people. Well, except that the eyeballs will protrude and the palms will be broken.”

Wade couldn’t take it anymore, he took out a piece of candy from nowhere and stuffed it into Susie’s mouth.

Susie is finally quiet!

At this time, the English teacher and the others found out. Seeing Wade and Susie walking around the campus with schoolbags on their backs, they hurriedly asked:

“Wade, Susie, where have you been? The bell is ringing for class.”

Susie sipped the candy and mumbled, “I’m hungry. Wade took me to eat.”

Wade snorted, “It was the French teacher who kicked us out.”

Of course it can’t be done that way.

Now that he saw the English teacher, Wade just wants to call his dad and ask him to pick them up.

Looking at the teaching building in front of me, I remembered what Susie said, there was an evil ghost l ying on Mia’s head.

He didn’t want to go up.

Hearing Wade say that he wants to contact Martin by mobile phone, the English teacher and another teacher looked at each ot her and persuaded:

“Wade, take Susie up first.”

Wade pursed his lips, no one knew, ghosts were what he was most afraid of.

Susie took Wade by the hand and was very obedient: “Alright teacher, let’s go to class.”

Listen to what the teacher says. Grandma said, be a good baby.

Wade followed reluctantly.

He couldn’t help it, if he didn’t go up, wouldn’t his sister laugh at him for being afraid of ghosts?

Entering the classroom, Wade looked at Mia reflexively.

I saw Mia just looked up, saw him look, and grinned at him.

Wade suddenly felt horrified.

In front of Mia, there was a layer of blue–gray floating under her eyes, and

her face was also gloomy, her two eyeballs were staring straight at him.

Such a smile is inexplicably weird.

When Mia pretended in front of him just now, it wasn’t like this.

Wade immediately looked back, stiffening his back. Walking back to the seat uncontrollably.

At this moment, the hypocrite is hovering over Mia’s head, bewitching: “Look, Wade saw you! You are th

“He must like you too.”

“Everyone loves Mia.”

Mia rested her chin and stared at Wade all the way, full of pride in her heart.

Such an excellent girl like her, sure enough, boys will like her!

Susie came back to Mia, tilted her head and glanced at the Hypocrite.

“You’re full too,” she muttered.

With such a big ghost, he should be able to fill the gourd a little bit, right?

Mia turned her head wearily, frowned and asked, “What is full?”

She is different from her. She came here to study hard, unlike Susie, who is full of food.

At this time, the English teacher came in and said, “Okay, students, let’s go to class.”

Mia immediately raised her hand: “Teacher, I can recite this poem a long time ago!”