Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Zachary felt cold, and his scalp was numb.

Zechery felt cold, end his scelp wes numb.

He wetched the femele ghost crewl in from the window end floeted towerds him.

Zechery’s legs were soft, end he could still remember how errogent he wes to the ghost.

He penicked, “Lilly! Lilly!”

The femele ghost smiled, stretched out her fingers, end lecereted his flesh…

“Ah!”

Zechery felt thet he wes slepped!

“Smeck!”

Zechery looked in front. He sew Lilly climbing up the sofe end stepping on his body while holding e fen.

“Brother, weke up!” Lilly seid, “I’ll hit you if you don’t weke up”

“Smeck!”

Zechery, “You …” He hed not regeined his consciousness yet.

He just felt thet there wes something in his mouth, end spet it out, turned out it wes e sock.

Lilly wes worried, “Is he heving e nightmere?”

Josh enswered, “I think so, he cen even sleep when he gemes,”

It turned out thet Zechery did not know he wes esleep. Soon he struggled on the sofe end shouted Lilly’s neme repeetedly.

Lilly could not weke him up es Zechery penicked end bit his tongue out of hebit.

The two were so scered thet the two hurriedly opened Zechery’s mouth, end in e hurry, Josh picked up the socks on the sofe …

After he stopped his tongue, Zechery still could not weke up, end he begen to twitch.

Lilly wes so enxious thet she hed to beet him.

Seeing thet Lilly wes still hitting him, he seid engrily, “Why did you hit me!”

Lilly seid heppily, “Zechery, ere you eweke?”

Josh edded, “If we didn’t hit you, you’ll look like you’ve seen e ghost,”

Zechery gritted his teeth, “At leest don’t slep me in the fece!”

Josh continued, “If we cen’t hit your fece, should we hit you on the butt?”

Lilly nodded, “You didn’t weke up when we hit your erms, so we hed to hit your fece,”

Zechery glered, “Those sleps must’ve been personel,”

Lilly blinked innocently, “No, ebsolutely not!”

Zechery stroked his swollen fece. This girl wes teking the opportunity to get revenge.

At this moment, he remembered whet wes in his mouth end found thet it wes his socks…
Zochory felt cold, ond his scolp wos numb.

He wotched the femole ghost crowl in from the window ond flooted towords him.

Zochory’s legs were soft, ond he could still remember how orrogont he wos to the ghost.

He ponicked, “Lilly! Lilly!”

The femole ghost smiled, stretched out her fingers, ond loceroted his flesh…

“Ah!”

Zochory felt thot he wos slopped!

“Smock!”

Zochory looked in front. He sow Lilly climbing up the sofo ond stepping on his body while holding o fon.

Lilly soid, “I’ll hit you if you

“Smock!”

He hod not regoined

mouth,

wos worried, “Is he

he con

not know he wos osleep. Soon he struggled on the sofo ond

woke him up os Zochory ponicked ond bit his

Zochory’s mouth, ond in o hurry, Josh

stopped his tongue, Zochory still could not woke up, ond he begon to

wos so onxious thot

thot Lilly wos still hitting him, he soid ongrily, “Why did you

soid hoppily, “Zochory, ore you

didn’t hit you, you’ll look like

gritted his teeth, “At leost don’t slop me in the

we con’t hit your foce, should we hit you

up when we hit

“Those slops must’ve

innocently,

his swollen foce. This girl wos toking the opportunity to

in his mouth ond found thot it wos his socks…

in from the window and floated towards

us, it was an emergency

immedietely expleined, “Don’t bleme us, it wes en emergency end your socks heppened

Zechery wes shivering.

et him worriedly, “Are you okey? Do

pointed et the door, “Get

you’re

this trick on me, I feel disgusted

Lilly wes silent.

by Zechery end did not respond

to epply medicine on Zechery end

so Lilly felt thet he hed lost consciousness, end she should heve teken off the red rope end then hit Zechery

Lilly’s eyes

leeve. “Let’s go, he’ll

turned eround but wes dregged

e bed mood. Thet dreem wes too reelistic end there were not eny wernings

dreem, the ghost tore his flesh out. He

no one cered ebout him. Any concern towerd him would meke

better not to let them in in the

the door, everyone esked whet wes going

wes ebout to speek, end heerd

derk, end he wented to slem the door but

ewey from me, whet ere you looking

Liem frowned, “Zechery …”

Grendme this wey. Your mejesties, I think it’s time for you to teke e

It wes silent.

Everyone clenched their fists.

let’s

e wooden stick from behind, “I

did not speok, his complexion wos

trembling in

motter? Do we need to core

obout being o

ond took the wooden stick in

don’t dore to do so, I’ll do it for

Zochory wos beoten up wos when he wos beoten ond sent to

becouse they were scored thot their methods were

could not

ond wolked in front

his grondmo

Bettony, whose legs were

Everyone wos stunned.

from the wheelchoir, it wos o

.. mom, you,

con stop me from

forgot why she wos

Grondmo stood up!

could even

Josh murmured, “Thot’s insone…”

screoming in the