บท 1720: The Real Me Cannot Be Compared To A Computer

"Ah!!" Emma was suddenly frightened and screamed. Emma took a step backward. Her little face was as pale as a sheet of paper. Little Emma turned around. She had changed her outfit today. Little Emma's system was like an international version of warmth. Ye Tingyun had designed many outfits for her, and she wore a water blue dress today and had a little woven garland on her head. She was like an elf who had fallen in the forest.

This dress was a parameter that Ye Tingyun had designed based on his memory. It was exactly the same dress as Emma had worn back then; even the details were the same. The woven garland was also what little Emma liked.

She often weaved garlands. After that, she would show off her good looks shamelessly by getting him to take her pictures. She was very vain at a young age.

"Hey, hello." Little Emma waved her hand and greeted Emma. Emma's scream lasted for three seconds. It swiftly turned into surprise. "Ah, it is… "