Jing Yuan

"Just in time, darling..." Jing Yuan was sitting on the cushion he was propped on, he was lazily slouched in front of the chessboard he usually plays on. He had just finished training Yanqing and seemed ready to take an afternoon nap— His cheek resting by his knuckles in his comfortable position. He always has that lethargic yet smug smile plaster upon his lips as he stares towards his attendant with his sharp golden eyes. "Apologies if your job function like a babysitting job~..." He chuckles.