545 Not as strong as you think

Thankfully, Mo Xiuchen was quick.

The little girl's flushed face and the bag were just a centimeter apart, but Mo Xiuchen managed to avoid the collision, his well-defined hand firmly holding the little girl's arm.

"Wow--"

Although she didn't hit the bag, the surprise made her cry. She had been all smiles just a moment ago.

Worried, Wen Ran quickly asked, "Did you get hit?"

She had only seen the little girl rushing toward the bag in Mo Xiuchen's hand but she couldn't see whether Mo Xiuchen had avoided it in time. Seeing the little girl crying made Wen Ran very anxious.

Mo Xiuchen looked at her gently and said, "She didn't get hit."

He squatted down and a smile appeared in his still pool-like eyes. He let go of the little girl's arm, reached out to her face, wiped her tears, and gently asked, "Little friend, were you frightened?"

"Sis!"

The little boy who was running after her looked at the little girl anxiously. Upon hearing him, their parents came within their sight.