Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil novel Chapter 615

Chapter 615 Story

The infatuated ghost looked at the [You are awesome] in his hand and remained silent for a long time.

“Is it really great?” He whispered, a little crying in his voice.

He’s not good at all, he’s just a joke, he can’t find her when he looks for her, and he misses her even though he’s been away for a long time, fate is a joke.

Thinking of his own life, the infatuated ghost’s face became even more bitter.

Kellen glanced at him from the rearview mirror, and saw that he had a bitter face, it was just a seal but he was about to cry, and he was a little bit self-deprecating when he wanted to cry.

So this seal reminded him of some sad past.

Kellen put his hands on the steering wheel, casually and lightly: “Tell

your story.”

This sentence is a bit familiar…

Playa ghost didn’t know when he was sitting in the passenger seat, and he let out a haha: “We really have a good understanding, I was just about to say this.”

With a sudden word, Kellen’s fingertips clenched. If it weren’t for the calmness he had trained for many years, she would have been so frightened that the steering wheel would have been tilted.

When did Playa ghost come out, and he didn’t even see it?

It turns out that evil ghosts can also become invisible at will and appear out of thin air?

In the back seat, Susie is comforting the infatuated ghost patiently.

She touched the head of the infatuated ghost, and said, “Although you put it on the old man’s head, you didn’t hurt him. I will reward you.”

She handed him a lollipop.

The infatuated ghost subconsciously opened it and ate it, but suddenly burst into tears, and said in a hoarse voice, “This candy is bitter.”

I heard from Susie earlier that the old man’s lifespan ends at four o’clock in the morning, and all the ghosts guessed that there is a ‘ghost’ story to listen to!

One by one came out and waited a long time ago, or lay on the glass window, or slumped on the seat, or floated on the roof of the car…

Hearing this, all the ghosts who were quietly watching the play suddenly frowned: “How is that possible!”

The coward said: “The candy Susie gave is sweet, the sweetest candy in

the world.”

Crying ghost said: “It’s not bitter, your mouth is bitter! Your mouth is bitter, so everything you eat is bitter.”

The unlucky ghost said: “Even if the sugar is hot or sour, it can’t be bitter!”

Playa ghost sighed: “Did you suffer in life?”

The infatuated ghost remained silent.

After a long time, he said in a low voice: “Yes, it’s very bitter, really bitter.”

It was so bitter that when he thought about it, he still couldn’t squeeze out a smile, and it was so bitter that he hadn’t smiled again for a whole hundred years after his death.

Susie sat down on a chair beside her, propped her chin, Playa ghost: “Come on, tell your story.”

Delilah didn’t know when she woke up, lying quietly on the bed, staring at the roof of the car.