"Water, it's all water!"
Just as Tang Xiaowan was about to step onto the lawn, Leng Lingxiao grabbed her. His expression was complex, a mix of anxiousness and indulgence.
"I'm afraid they might... if they die, it would be such a shame, I actually quite like them."
"Just kidding, they won't die."
Upon hearing Leng Lingxiao say that, Tang Xiaowan paused for a few seconds, then huffily took the pineapple juice from Leng Lingxiao's hand and gulped down a big mouthful.
Annoyed as she was, the pineapple juice was truly sweet!
Especially after being busy for half an hour, the dryness in her throat was soothed, and it felt unbelievably refreshing.
Meanwhile, the security personnel who had just been standing in the loft looking out, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he was about to rush out to intervene.
That was no ordinary plant, it was Uncle Quan's prized darling that he personally inquired about every few days.
