The Crystal Palace.
As the sun set in the West, the Golden sunlight fell on the thin spiritual mist above the Crystal Palace, reflecting several rays of colorful light.
When the light shone on the four little girls in snow-white Princess dresses, they looked like little angels bathing in divine light. Their bodies were shining, and they were extremely dazzling and lovely.
"I have a little donkey that I never ride ..."
The four cuties squatted beside the flowers, humming the children's song that Lin Xuan taught them while watering the flowers.
According to Yingying, helping the flowers grow was like helping her own sister grow up. It made her very happy!
"Eh? There are insects!"
The little girls had been doing well.
Suddenly, a green insect with a round head climbed onto the petals and raised its front half, staring at the little girls with its big black eyes.
"It's a one-eyed Caterpillar!" Yan Zhu frowned.
