Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil novel Chapter 45

Chapter 45 Let’s go back

Alana said decisively: “Susie, let’s go back.”

When Susie heard ghosts, she was not afraid at all.

Micky likes ghosts best.

Seeing Mitch drifting forward, Susie ran after her and said, “Grandma, just wait here for me!”

Alana looked at it, is it okay?

“Susie!” She chased after anxiously, while taking out her mobile phone to call Martin.

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After crossing the border of the forest, it felt like the sky was getting dark.

Alana saw Susie in front just now, but she disappeared in the blink of an

eye.

She was alone in the empty woods, and an unknown bird flew by, scaring Alana almost to tears.

“Susie! Susie!”

Alana yelled.

Suddenly the bushes rattled, and she looked nervously, only to see Susie came out with a ‘little ghost’ on her back..

The kid was covered in blood, and his drooping hands were black.

The clothes were still wet, and the hair was all covering the face.

It was really easy for Susie to carry him, so what Alana saw was the ‘little devil’ lightly stacked on Susie’s back.

“Susie.” Alana clutched her chest, her voice trembling.

Susie looked up in a daze, only to realize that Alana had also come in with a frightened look on her face.

She immediately dropped the ‘little ghost’ behind her, and the ‘little ghost’ hit the ground and let out a muffled groan.

Susie ignored the kid and ran over to hug Alana.

Alana thought she was scared, and was about to comfort her, but Susie coaxed her: “Grandma, be good, don’t be afraid! I’m here!”

Alana didn’t feel anything at first, but when Susie did this, her eyes turned red.

“Susie, don’t leave me behind!” Alana hugged her and said with sobs.

She was really scared, afraid that something might happen to Susie.

Susie blamed herself even more, and patted Alana: “It’s my fault! Grandma, I’m sorry.”

She promised her mother to take good care of grandma, but she left grandma behind just now.

When Martin arrived in a hurry, he saw two people hugging each other, the old and the young were still crying.

“What’s going on?!” He hurried forward, and suddenly found the ‘little devil’ not far away, immediately protecting Alana and Susie.

The rest of the Murray family followed.

The parrot stood on a branch not far away, flapping its wings and quacking: “There are little ghosts, there are little ghosts!”

Martin squinted his eyes, stepped forward, poked the kid on the ground

with his toes, and turned him over.

But I saw that it was not a brat, but a child.