"Am I still dreaming?!"
Du Xiangmei gazed at the incredibly familiar face before her and murmured to herself, her voice wavering like a candle flame in the wind.
This happiness was like a shooting star that had suddenly streaked across her pitch-black night sky, leaving her unable to believe it.
"Hey, Du Ti Zi, what are you spacing out for?!"
Zhou Duoduo pinched her mouth with one hand and teased her as though she were playing with a cute little animal.
Was this girl so frightened that her soul had fled her body? She was actually talking nonsense!
"Is it really you, Duoduo?"
Du Xiangmei blinked hard, as though trying to get a clear look at the person before her. When she confirmed that it was still Zhou Duoduo, her voice filled with disbelief.
"Hey, hey, hey!!!
I'm warning you, don't go feeling me up! I don't like that. Get your dirty hands off me!"
Flustered like a startled fawn, Zhou Duoduo hurriedly slapped the two little hands off her chest, then quickly edged back a little.
"Waaah... it really is you, Duoduo... waaah..."
Feeling that utterly real sensation on her hands, Du Xiangmei instantly clung to Zhou Duoduo like a drowning person clutching a lifeline and sobbed bitterly. Her cries were even more heart-wrenching than before, as though she meant to cry out every last grievance!
Seeing this, Zhang Lin hurriedly exchanged a meaningful glance with the other women, put away the two Image-Recording Stones, and quietly withdrew to one side like a ghost.
"Waaah... Duoduo, I'm sorry. I never thought you'd still come to save me.
I wronged you before. It was my fault. Duoduo, thank you for coming to save me. It's so good to have you here!
Waaah..."
Du Xiangmei hugged Zhou Duoduo tightly and