Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 278

Chapter 278 Only Ryan Understands Her Plays With Her

Seeing David’s silence, Clara sighed secretly.

Even if David has a lot to say in his heart, he will eventually turn into

silence.

She pretended to be relaxed, and said: “I have already taken the good wine, let’s go to the roof together!”

“I’m going to call Michael and Ryan!”

As Clara said, she went out excitedly, as if she couldn’t wait.

David looked at her silently.

He understands her.

She just pretended to be relaxed.

Martin glanced at him and said, “Let’s go.”

David got up and said, “I’ll take another look.”

So the two followed Clara to Michael’s room.

Michael was sleeping soundly, with his hands behind his head, one leg curled up, and he fell to the side from time to time.

Clara held back her laughter, and first shouted: “Michael!”

Immediately she squatted down immediately.

Michael opened his eyes suddenly, and looked around in a daze.

Who is calling him?

Seeing no one, he wondered if he was dreaming.

At this moment, a rustling sound came from under the bed, and Michael looked over subconsciously…

A pale hand suddenly grabbed the edge of the bed, and immediately a female ghost with long hair covering her face crawled out from under the bed with a hoot.

Her hair covered most of her face, revealing one eye, staring straight at him.

He jumped up suddenly like an electric shock, backed up again and again, and the things on the bedside table fell down with a bang.

Clara climbed onto the bed, giggling, and reached out to him while crawling: “Michael…Michael… let’s go drink together!”

He was about to run, but he froze suddenly: “Clara?”

Clara curled her lips, brushed her hair back and muttered, “It’s not fun, you all recognized me, I finally managed to be a ghost, the first time I was scary, and you all recognized me in the end.”

“It didn’t even give me a chance to chase you out.”

Martin David outside the door was speechless.

Michael opened his mouth: “You do it again, this time I must run out…”

Clara floated over, hooked Michael’s shoulder, and said with a smile: “I’m not playing anymore, brother is waiting on the roof!”

Michael opened his mouth and stared at Clara intently.

Clara is dead…

Now he sees him, is it in a dream?

If it is in a dream, please let him sleep for a while, don’t wake up so fast…

Seeing him distracted, Clara waved her hand: “Michael, what are you doing in a daze! Hurry up, I’ll call Ryan!”

After speaking, he hurriedly floated towards Ryan’s room.

Michael stared blankly at Clara, and hurriedly chased her out.

Only then did he see Martin and David in front of the door, and he quickly said, “Martin, David, can you see Clara?”

Martin nodded, David was silent.

Martin stopped the two who were about to follow, and said, “David will get something, and Clara will get everything she likes.”

Michael: “My brother hid a jug of wine, and last time I took two sips…I’ll go

find my brother.”

In order not to let his brother find out, he hid the jar of wine. Now his brother must be in a rage.

In Ryan’s room, he fell asleep and suddenly opened his eyes, and saw a female ghost in white clothes with drooping hair floating above him.

Seeing that he woke up, the female ghost let out a hey, and complained: “You’re awake~ I’ve been waiting for you for a long time…”

Ryan’s pupils shrank suddenly, and then he was completely stunned!

The female ghost stretched out her hand straight, her long nails were bright red, and pinched towards his neck.

“Ryan… Come down and stay with me. I’m bored down here by myself…”

Ryan finally came to his senses, only to feel a lump in his throat.

Even if he didn’t see her face, he recognized it.

This is their sister, Clara.

Although he didn’t know what the reason was, he could suddenly see her

now.

But looking at her like this, she seems to be playing very hard…

Ryan let out a very cooperative cry, fell off the bed, then flung open the door and ran out.

“Ghost… there is a ghost! Help!”

Clara was taken aback, huh? Ryan would be scared away!

She immediately chased after him excitedly, with a strange laugh in her throat.

Martin was about to go over to call Ryan, but saw his door suddenly opened, and Ryan ran out with a frightened face: “Help… there is a ghost!”

Clara was floating behind, pinching her throat and giggling: “I died so badly…I’m so lonely down here… Come with me…”

Martin squeezed the space between his eyebrows and stopped Clara: “Okay, don’t wake Mom up.”

He said cooperatively, “Come back, it’s Clara.”

Ryan then stopped and panicked: “Brother, there is a ghost!”

Clara parted her hair and laughed, “Ryan, it’s me!”

She leaned on Martin’s shoulder and smiled happily: “Martin, did you see it? Finally, someone was scared by me and ran out!”

Ryan looked at the grinning Clara, a hint of obscurity and distress flashed in his eyes, and he opened his mouth very cooperatively: “Clara?”

Clara said, “That’s right, it’s me!”

Ryan was speechless for a moment.

Michael and Jonathan came out of the wine cellar, Michael was holding a jug of wine, Jonathan was scolding: “It’s very good, Michael, you dare to drink the wine I hid.”

Michael chuckled: “Just one bite, as for it!”

Jonathan let out a soft snort from his nose, holding peanuts, snacks, small cakes and the like in his hand.

Clara leaned on the railing, beckoned and said, “Do you have turkey shrimp noodles? I want to eat that!”

Jonathan looked up and saw Clara waving at him from upstairs as she had done when she was a child.

It’s just that when she was young, she grabbed two railings and stuck her head out of the railings.

The frightened parents narrowed the gap in the railing overnight so that her head could not reach out.

Now she is lying on the railing, grown up, but still looks like a child.

Jonathan’s eyes dimmed, and he said softly, “There must be.”

Clara was satisfied now, and couldn’t wait to go to the roof.

She floated beside her brothers, chirping

After a while, he said that he wanted to drink, but he had to get drunk.

After a while, I asked again, can ghosts get drunk?

After a pause, they chattered endlessly: Where is Martin’s sister-in-law, where is my brother’s sister-in- law, and where is Ryan’s sister-in-law.

The brothers of the Murray family just looked at her like this. This

extravagant gathering made them feel a little pain in their hearts.

The main building of the Murray family has five floors. The whole family usually lives on the second floor, and the third floor is the study room, guest room and so on.

A large room on the fourth floor is the old man’s exhibition hall for antiques, and the other end is a pool table, home theater and so on.

Half of the fifth floor is the sun room and terrace, and half is the tower- like spire at the top of the circular house and the roof of the sun room.

Clara said that the roof she wanted to go to was not the terrace, but the roof of the sun room. When she was a child, Alana often scolded that the terrace was so big that she couldn’t live well, and insisted on climbing up like a monkey.

Seeing this situation again, the brothers and sisters all feel sad, feeling a little bit sad and depressed.

“I’ll go first,” Michael said.

The brothers and sisters raised their heads and looked up. Suddenly, a small shadow appeared at the top of the stairs without a sound. She was holding a round object in her arms, and her hair was disheveled. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

“Mother……”

The brothers and sisters: “!!!”

In the middle of the night… a child hugged a round object and called mother faintly.

The brothers and sisters were really scared this time, they were almost scared out of their wits…