To the boys in the family, Second Baby and Third Baby were little princesses. This was especially true for Third Baby; everyone at home protected and cared for her, to say nothing of when they were out.
Trailing behind her were two handsome young men, both over 1.8 meters tall and with completely different styles. One carried Third Baby's backpack while the other held her milk tea, like a pair of personal bodyguards.
Then there was Second Baby, who carried her own backpack, held her own milk tea, and toted her own shopping bags. It wasn't a matter of preferential treatment; Second Baby simply felt it wasn't necessary. Third Baby was her junior, and as the big sister, she felt it was her duty to look after her younger sibling.
As a set of quadruplets with exceptional looks, they were the center of attention wherever they went. They had been accustomed to such stares for as long as they could remember.
