Little Qin Sui'an had always noticed that her family members each had a distinct fragrance, though it was usually faint. Tonight, however, she found Big Brother's scent unusually strong.
At her young age, Qin Sui'an didn't yet understand what the intensity of a scent could signify.
Qin Fujia blinked and glanced down at himself after his sister's observation. Perhaps the lingering aroma of incense from the mountain hadn't dissipated yet, so he didn't dwell too much on the matter.
After practicing riding her bike in the afternoon, it was just past nine in the evening when Qin Sui'an began to feel heavy-eyed and drowsy.
Qin Haochen, ever attentive to little Sui'an, noticed her yawning and gently lifted her from Big Brother's arms. He carried her upstairs to help her wash up and get ready for bed.
Nestled back in her father's embrace, Qin Sui'an rested her little head against his broad chest, her previously bright eyes slowly closing. "Daddy, Ann is sleepy."