After the discussion, the little servant girls ran to the kitchen of the bedroom.
Yingluo hugged the flower pot, while zhizhu, Jinxi, and Yingluo hugged Lin Xuan's legs.
"Father, father, we have a huge problem that we need you to solve!"
The little girls deliberately dragged out the word "first," obviously feeling that this was a very difficult problem.
Lin Xuan was amused by their cute expressions. He quickly put down the work in his hands and looked at them lovingly.
"You guys want to prevent Yingluo's star dew flower from withering, right?"
At Lin Xuan's level, he could hear everything.
As long as he wanted to, he didn't even need to use his spiritual sense to hear all the sounds within ten thousand miles.
Therefore, the discussion of the little girls naturally couldn't escape his "monitoring."
Hearing Lin Xuan's words, the four little babies 'eyes widened in shock.
