GuChengyu grabbed her hand and pulled her up.

　　On the other hand, XiXi was smashed into muddy flesh along with her wheelchair.

　　Still suffering from the shock, GuChengyu held Dora in his arms, his heart almost jumping out of his throat.

　　In his warm and broad arms, her little body trembled, and his heart twitched. He could only caress the child's XiaoXiao back with his big palm.

　　"It's all right. The bad guy fell down. I'm sorry, Dora..."

　　GuChengyu's nose twitched, but this proud man couldn't help crying.

　　Dora rubbed in his arms and called him dad in a low voice.

　　GuChengyu's body trembled and pushed away the flowers in...