Mo Jingchun came back with a glass of plain water and saw the little one sitting too close to the fire pit.
If the fire were a bit bigger, it might have burned her hair.
Mo Jingchun didn't say anything, just quietly pulled back the little stool the child was sitting on.
"What's wrong, brother?"
Candy, who didn't understand, turned back and looked at her brother in confusion.
Those adorable big eyes and her tender little face always made people want to reach out and touch her.
Naturally, Mo Jingchun followed his instincts and gently touched Candy's cheek.
He gently reminded her, "You shouldn't sit too close to the fire; it might burn your hair."
Just the thought of being bald like the kindergarten principal made Candy shiver.
"Eek～"
How scary!
The old man nearby saw Candy's cute reaction and burst into laughter.
"Xiaochun, your uncle's calling you for dinner."
Just then, the aunt busy in the kitchen called out Mo Jingchun's nickname loudly.
"Okay, aunt."
"Coming."
