Trapped in a chaotic situation, the little beauty is kissed until she cries every night.

Chapter 228, Jun Yiqing Special Session
During this time, Minghua rested her chin on one hand, watching Jun Yiqing's movements intently.

Beneath the slightly unbuttoned shirt lay fair skin.

Jun Yiqing appeared aloof and cold, with a fair complexion like that of an ancient scholar, seemingly lacking in strength.

In reality, his shirt was half-undone, revealing well-defined abdominal muscles, which gave a glimpse into why the man was not as thin as he appeared.

His abdominal muscles were well-defined and sculpted, resembling white chocolate from a distance.

It looks so bouncy and tempting that you want to take a bite.

As expected of the game's male protagonist, even though Jun Yiqing looks slightly weak, he actually has top-notch physical attributes in every aspect.

Minghua's eyes changed, but her hands did not stop moving at all.

Holding the paint palette, I mixed the colors and quickly began to sketch.

While drawing, he would occasionally exchange a few words with Jun Yiqing.

"By the way, Teacher Jun, it's no fun staying in the studio all the time."

“Hmm,” Minghua glanced meaningfully at Jun Yiqing, “You’ll need more training to help you adapt.”

"So I was thinking that whenever we have time, we can go to the nearby mountains or the park to try it out."

"It might be better if there are some obstructions."

Minghua muttered to herself.

Even if there's nothing wrong with the wording, it's like discussing with a friend how to improve oneself—positive and uplifting.

However, knowing the inside story, Jun Yiqing couldn't hold back any longer, and his face turned red.

"I think it's actually quite nice to be in the art studio."

There is no harm without comparison.

Look at what Minghua just said.

Scenic spots and parks.

Even knowing where he is now, no matter the scene or place, there will only be him and Minghua.

But I still feel safer staying in the art studio now compared to before.

"No."

Minghua, of course, rejected her outright without hesitation.

And he stated his reasons with great conviction.

"It's not for any other reason, but mainly because human skin will show a different kind of halo under the sunlight."

“Indoors and outdoors, even with the same outfit, the same pose, and the same model, the results will be different.”

"As a painter, Mr. Jun understands what I'm saying, right?"

"What's shameful about dedicating oneself to art?"

!!!

Jun Yiqing had never heard such absurd logic before.

Looking at Minghua's faint smile at this moment, it was as if he were seeing a demon.

At this moment, I can't help but feel fortunate that I met Minghua now that I have achieved success and fame.

If it were really my younger self, I don't know how Minghua would have brainwashed me into becoming.

You can't win an argument with her at all.

No matter what he says, there's always a set of fallacies waiting for him, which is completely beyond his control.

Seeing this, Jun Yiqing pursed his lips and remained silent, sulking.

Seeing this, Minghua's eyes flashed with a smile, and she stopped teasing him.

"Teacher Jun, come and take a look."

"Give me your feedback, how is my painting?"

"Is there anything else that can be improved?"

From the first glance, Minghua sensed from Jun Yiqing's aloof and cold demeanor that he was an artist.

An artist. Judging from the thin calluses on his fingertips and a little probing, it was easy to tell that Jun Yiqing was a painter.

Naturally, they also wanted to know some of Jun Yiqing's strength.

However, would a male protagonist in a game have the ability to judge beauty?
Could it be big data?

Minghua was puzzled, but Jun Yiqing had already breathed a sigh of relief the moment she said she was done. He raised his hand, buttoning his shirt as he walked towards Minghua.

When Minghua asked, he naturally had the patience to explain without any selfish motives.

Standing behind Minghua, he first quickly glanced at the painting, then focused his attention on a certain corner.

I picked up a paintbrush and first made some dots in a corner.

"This part can be modified a couple of times."

"You painted too fast. The overall color scheme is warm and soothing, but this part needs to be a bit rushed. Make a slight adjustment to make it look less hurried and more smooth."

With just a few strokes of Jun Yiqing's brush, the painting looked more harmonious and gentle.

"Teacher Jun, I didn't expect you to be so skilled."

"I've always been the one to draw your portrait. I wonder if I'd have the honor of drawing one for you?"

As she spoke, Minghua quickly walked to the position where the model was, and looked up at Jun Yiqing with bright eyes.

Jun Yiqing, who had originally wanted to refuse, suddenly found himself unable to utter the words.

It wasn't her drawing a portrait of herself; it was clearly him modeling.

That's really good at sophistry.

However, Jun Yiqing actually sat obediently in front of the easel, picked up a paintbrush, and began to slowly sketch.

Her face was small and delicate, with thick, smooth black hair like seaweed, lightly curved eyebrows, and amber eyes that seemed to sparkle with starlight. Her long, curled eyelashes fluttered like the beautiful wings of a butterfly. Her nose was straight and delicate, and her small mouth was rosy with a slightly pouting lip, making her look very lovable.

A painting session made Jun Yiqing remember Minghua's appearance perfectly.

He wanted to observe Minghua's features inch by inch, memorize her eyebrows and eyes, and then use the paintbrush in his hand to write them onto the portrait.

Minghua's smile on the easel was radiant, as if nothing could defeat her or make her unhappy.

That smiling face, without anyone noticing, seeped into Jun Yiqing's heart.

*
Second day

When Minghua re-entered the studio, she quickly glanced around and waved to Jun Yiqing as soon as she spotted him.

"Quickly, Teacher Jun, let's go."

"The weather is nice today, let's go to the park to enjoy the sun."

What was bound to happen has finally happened; there's no stopping it.

Jun Yiqing took a few deep breaths to prepare himself mentally, but Ming Hua grabbed his hand and they started running.

He ran out of the art studio almost instantly.

We arrived at the park near the art studio.

Under the warm sunshine, the sky was clear and the breeze was gentle, causing the leaves to rustle.

Everything was unbelievably beautiful.

Those hidden feelings of restlessness, unhappiness, and frustration deep within.

In such fine weather, under such dazzling sunshine, a gentle breeze blew, and the dust instantly drifted away and disappeared into the air.

"Teacher Jun."

Minghua had already found a spot on the lawn and sat down, then waved to Jun Yiqing.

"Come here quickly, the view is great from here."

"Don't rush into painting, let's soak up some sun first."

"Being happy is always the most important thing. I just want to capture the happy feeling at that moment by painting."

"I call them frozen time."

Jun Yiqing breathed a sigh of relief and sat down next to Minghua as instructed.

Under the sunlight, the two lay together on the lawn, their faces bearing identical relaxed smiles.