Sweet that curl sit on the ground to cry, cry desperately, cry endless, body constantly shaking.

Ganlu felt that she had drawn three black lines on her forehead.

Liziting, you've made a mistake.

Sweet is not to be a maid, she is to be an ancestor.

Taking her own engagement photos, she cried so sweetly that it was too moldy.

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Before the engagement photo was taken, Ganlu and two maids sent gantian to the hospital for treatment.

Li Ziting arrives later. When he arrives, Gan Tian has just been bandaged and turned to the psychiatric department

"How's it going?"

Li Ziting walked slowly to her and asked faintly. He didn't care.

"She's transferred to the psychiatric department. She's crying all the time. She's making a lot of noise when she's dressing up, and she's wrapping the doctor's head with gauze." Ganlu turned to see him, a little confused, "liziting, did you drive her crazy, or did I drive her crazy?"

Let her be a coffee drinker.

Why don't you just let her tie her breasts? In the end, I didn't let her continue

As for being so unbearable, crazy?!

"Psychiatry?"

Hearing the speech, Li Ziting raised his eyebrows, and his eyes passed a shade

"Yes."

Sweet thinks her life and mental illness are predestined relationship.

Brother is, liziting is, now... Even rival is crazy!

His sister's.

She's not crazy. It's so mysterious!

"What's the matter?" Li Ziting's black eyes were gathered on the dress she had not had time to change. It was still stained with a large amount of blood. With a deep frown, he took off his windbreaker and put it on her.

"Sweet chant, suddenly lost heart like crazy broke the mirror, also want to stab me with fragments, but she can't beat me." Manna said indifferently, "I'm not hurt, but I'm dirty."

Sweet more hurt, she also a butt sitting on the debris of the ground, do not know whether the butt blossom.

Li Ziting's eyes were deep. He bent down slightly and buttoned them patiently for her.

Ganlu looks down at him. From this angle, you can see Li Ziting's long eyelashes

"Go and buy some clothes." Li Ziting tore a piece of medical record paper from the doctor's office, wrote down several numbers, handed it to the maid, and said indifferently, "this is Miss Gan's size."

"Yes, Master Li."

The maid left at once.

Li Ziting's windbreaker was originally a long one. Wearing it on Ganlu was just like singing a big show. It was exaggerated.

Ganlu swung her sleeves, leaned forward, and her head leaned heavily against Li Ziting's chest. "Li Ziting, do you think I drove her crazy?"

"No way."

Li Ziting held her waist, and her black eyes coagulated to the empty door.

Sweet hasn't been checked yet.

"After all, Gan Tian is just a spoiled young lady. It's normal that she hasn't suffered any hardship, suffered no setbacks, and can't stand humiliation."

Ganlu was a little annoyed. Her forehead was against Li Ziting's chest. Her hand came out of her long sleeve, and her index finger poked on his solid chest. She said very humbly, "you don't know, i... i... let her tie her chest. She must not be able to bear the blow, so..."

It's crazy.

"That's all?" Hearing the speech, Li Ziting asked calmly.

"Just like that?" Ganlu raised her head, looked at the calmness on Li Ziting's face in amazement, and cried exaggeratedly, "it hurts. I feel vicious myself..."