C530 A Little Bit of Stuff

Roughly two hours later.

Nian Qingci finally put down her brush.

He lowered his head to take a look at the packed Xuan paper.

Although it was not too good to look at, he could still see people.

Satisfied, Nian Qingci put it down and called out to the person beside her. "Little brother, I'll have to trouble you. Mine is good enough."

"Sigh, alright, Doctor Qin