When the magic stick summons cute pets

Trembling, the mouth kept muttering: "There is a ghost, I was wrong, let me go..."

Cheng Shimiao bent her lips: "Aunt Jin, if there are no accidents, this will be the last time we meet. From now on, you will live well in the mental hospital by yourself. Don't worry, you don't need to divorce your father. If you die, Wang Jin will be Mrs. Cheng, how is it, are you happy?" He leaned down slightly, leaned into her ear, and said quietly, "Also, I really hope you live a long life. Every day in the future , I will sincerely wish you a long life in the mental hospital-life is better than death!"

Said, sipping a smile, got up gracefully, turned around and left the room again.