Li Qingcang had accumulated some growth of hair on his chin, which poked and scratched Ye Tianxin's face.
"Tianxin, take a break after a while. Don't tire yourself out, or your eyes will be uncomfortable."
Ye Tianxin nodded, "I know."
Li Qingcang was holding Ye Tianxin in his arms, as Ye Tianxin sat in his lap to continue reading those documents. She also took notes as she read through.
Li Qingcang couldn't help but fall in a trance as he watched her.
His little Tianxin was an adorable sweetheart. She looked so serious no matter what she was doing.
Probably because Li Qingcang was there, Ye Tianxin looked at him and fell asleep on his chest.
Li Qingcang's eyes became gentle yet sober as he looked at Ye Tianxin's peaceful sleeping face.