C368 It Was like Being Nervous

Ulla Howell could not help but laugh and reached out to touch her hair gently. She asked, "Do you remember me?"

The little girl nodded and threw herself into her arms, saying in a wronged manner, "Let's find Treson."

Ulla Howell was stunned by this sudden hug.

There was a small meatball in her arms, hugging her neck and looking at her with a dependence expression