As soon as Xiao Huai'an walked through the door, a tender yellow figure wrapped in a fragrant scent dashed into his arms, accompanied by a girl's bell-like crisp voice, "Brother! Brother! Brother!"
The little girl in his arms was as tall as Xiao Huai'an's waist, her jet-black hair styled into playful twin buns, with red ribbons fluttering wildly in the air as she moved.
She was evidently excited, clinging tightly to her brother, bouncing up and down in her excitement, as if unsure how to express her current emotions, her laughter like silver bells filling the entire courtyard instantly.
Xiao Huai'an looked down at the tiny figure in his arms, his gaze becoming gentler, one hand gently pressing her shoulder to prevent the little girl from going too wild and knocking them both over. With a soft chuckle, he said, "Ling'er, it's been a year, how come you seem even more mischievous?"
