I Can Only Help You This Much

"Xiaoqi, come back quickly. Come back quickly." Upon seeing her son get hit by the snowball, Ling Sheng shouted anxiously. However, she did not rush forward to help him. When she saw him get hit, she muttered in disappointment, "Dummy, if you run faster, you won't get hit!"

Xiaoqi was about to say that he did not want to be hit when he saw a big snowball flying toward his mother. He rushed over to block her. "Mommy, I'll protect you!"

However, his small body could not protect her even if he spread his arms. When he looked up, he saw a tall figure suddenly appear in front of him, protecting him and his mother.

Mrs. Mo could not help but want to laugh. Mrs. Jun was adorable. She was a big baby. Every time a snowball hit her, either her son or Master Jun would protect her. After fighting for so long, other than falling twice due to her unstable center of gravity, she had not been hit once.