Emily Jiang was startled and subconsciously covered her mouth, her round eyes glancing around quietly.
"Don't look at me. You can't see me. I exist in your consciousness."
Emily Jiang covered her mouth and whispered: "Then..."
"Don't make any sound, communicate with me with your mind." The tone of that strange thing called 'Salted Fish Turning System' was a little gentler.
"Is...that so?" Emily Jiang pursed her lips tightly, her pink face twisted into a ball, and asked tentatively in her heart.
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