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

Chapter 229 Jun Yiqing Special Session
Perhaps the sunlight was too strong.

The breeze is gentle and not dry.

As Jun Yiqing lay there, he relaxed and fell asleep.

Wait till you wake up again.

They found Minghua sitting on the grass not far away, her thick, seaweed-like black hair casually draped over her shoulders, her brows relaxed and graceful.

She slightly raised her fair wrist, holding a paintbrush, her eyes intently focused on the scene before her.

Butterflies fluttered about in the distance, stretching their bodies freely.

The sunlight shone on her, casting a warm glow upon her.

Minghua seemed to be standing in the light.

this situation
Everything was so beautiful it was unbelievable.

Bang, bang bang bang

Jun Yiqing could hear his heart pounding wildly.

For so many years, my heart had been closed off and shrouded in darkness, but this scene seemed to bring in a ray of sunshine.

Jun Yiqing did not paint portraits, not because he lacked technical skill.

Rather, it was due to my childhood experiences, where I encountered too few kind people.

Find solace in the scenery.

The scenery will not betray you.

Especially during this period, if it weren't for this strange dream, his consciousness would miraculously appear here after he fell asleep.

After achieving success and fame, their strong desire to stand out from the crowd was satisfied.

The energy that had been supporting him as he moved forward instantly dissipated.

What he then saw was his own long-parched heart.

He hadn't picked up a paintbrush in a long time.

It was the first time I painted a picture of Minghua in my dream.

At this moment, as his heart pounded wildly, Jun Yiqing keenly sensed that something was beginning to go out of control.

Every artist longs to meet a muse who captivates them, a source of inspiration, the origin of everything. They are infatuated with her, driven mad by her, and her every smile and gesture can easily stir another person's emotions.

But how many artists, in their entire lives, never encounter such a person?

Jun Yiqing initially thought this was just an exaggeration by the older generation of artists, but at this moment, he felt as if he had entered a realm he could understand.

Could it be her?

Jun Yiqing stared blankly at Ming Hua not far away.

The sound of him waking up naturally did not escape Minghua's notice.

Minghua, who was painting, was patiently waiting for Jun Yiqing to speak first, but the man seemed to be mesmerized and didn't say anything for a long time, just staring at her intently.

Minghua frowned slightly. Jun Yiqing didn't seem like the type to be stared at so intently. She raised an eyebrow and looked up at the man not far away.

"Teacher Jun?"

Are you staring at me in a daze?

Her eyebrows were slightly raised, her amber pupils were clear and bright, as if they had starlight flowing through them, her nose was straight and smooth, and her soft red lips curved into a playful arc.

Jun Yiqing seemed to suddenly come to his senses and coughed lightly.

To change the subject, she said, "I'm drawing."

"Hmm."

Minghua nodded, looking at the painting in front of her with satisfaction. "It's almost finished."

"It will be your turn to be the model soon, Teacher Jun."

As Minghua spoke, she winked at Jun Yiqing, her face full of liveliness and mischief, with a hint of something ambiguous in it.

Jun Yiqing immediately thought of the nude model that Minghua had mentioned at the beginning.

"Here, here?"

Junyi cleared his throat, his voice dry and hoarse.

The aloof man, with his cool and jade-like demeanor, had a blush running from his neck to his ears.

Sitting outdoors on the ground.

Jun Yiqing's breakthrough was so significant all of a sudden, he...

"Oh dear, it's perfectly normal to dedicate oneself to art."

"Teacher Jun, you also studied painting, so you should be able to understand, right?"

Minghua rested her chin on her hand, looking at Jun Yiqing curiously, waiting for his answer.

When I first started learning to draw, I naturally saw nude models.

In the heat of a quick sketch, the students don't really think that much about it.

The only anxiety is not being able to finish the drawing or not drawing it well.

But that's not a reason to make him feel less ashamed by posing naked as a model.

Minghua is very different from the previous ones.

He always felt that Minghua's gaze towards him carried a hint of something different.

But at this moment, under Minghua's gaze, Jun Yiqing forced himself to sit up from the lawn, pretending to be calm and composed.

He hummed in agreement, but his words were not what they truly meant.

"I can accept it."

Real or fake?

Minghua's fingertips, holding the paintbrush, felt a little itchy, and she couldn't resist twirling it in her hand.

Then he slightly raised his chin, gesturing towards the lawn directly in front of the easel.

"Let's leave it there. I'm sure Teacher Jun won't mind."

Jun Yiqing pursed his lips and didn't say anything. He stood up, unbuttoned his shirt as he walked, and then slowly took off his white shirt, revealing his smooth and beautiful muscles in the sunlight.

Jun Yiqing's skin was very fair, and under the sunlight, it appeared even whiter, as if it were glowing with a halo.

Mingming wanted to see Minghua the most, and it was Minghua who made the request.

At this moment, Jun Yiqing had just taken off her upper body clothes. After quickly glancing at them, she became a little embarrassed to look again.

Who would have thought.

Later, Jun Yiqing slowly removed all her clothes.

With a cool and aloof expression, and every line of her body flowing smoothly and perfectly, Minghua blushed silently.

"Okay, Teacher Jun, just find a comfortable position to sit in."

"I'll start drawing right away."

"Hmm." Jun Yiqing's head was completely numb at this moment, like a robot, doing whatever Ming Hua said without any thought of his own.

Forcing herself to remain calm, she awkwardly found a spot to sit down, then awkwardly adopted a position to slightly cover herself.

It's actually true.

They actually took it off.

Jun Yiqing was completely immersed in shock.

I never imagined I would actually do something like that.

I kept telling myself that it was normal, it was normal.

When he was studying figure painting, he had seen the bodies of many men and women. For them, it was just a high-paying and easy job, and they regarded it as ordinary.

Just treat it with a normal attitude.

This is just a normal thing.

Jun Yiqing kept trying to convince himself, his mind racing with a jumble of thoughts, just as he was about to succeed.

Minghua, who was sitting in front of the easel, moved her hand. She slightly raised her amber eyes and looked at Jun Yiqing.

As if the gaze were tangible, Jun Yiqing felt his skin instantly burning hot wherever Ming Hua looked at him.

Next second

There was a snap.

He vanished from Minghua's sight in an instant.

???

Minghua, who was about to move her pen to capture this beautiful scene, was full of questions.

what happened?

The person just vanished without a trace, looking so fresh and beautiful?
This stupid game is stuck?

Why did it have to glitch like that, making the game's male protagonist disappear?

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The male lead is gone.

Minghua was about to quit the game.

I saw an empty lawn in front of me.

Then I thought of the composure that Jun Yiqing had just forced on his face.

After thinking for a moment, he stopped in his tracks, which was about to stand up and leave.

I sat down in front of the easel again and began to move my hands.

*
Second day

When Jun Yiqing lay back down in bed to sleep, his consciousness entered this strange dream game.

Minghua has not arrived yet.

He was the only one in the studio.

He immediately let out a long sigh of relief.

He is currently in a state of both nervousness and anticipation regarding Minghua.

He was both looking forward to and nervous about meeting her. Afterwards, Minghua brought up something else strange—would he agree or...?

Before Jun Yiqing could even process his dilemma, Minghua appeared in the art studio.

Seeing Jun Yiqing's appearance, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Jun Yiqing suddenly disappeared yesterday. She thought it was a bug in the game, but after a thorough search proved useless, she had no choice but to put it aside for the time being.

Fortunately, I met Jun Yiqing today.

Upon seeing the person, Minghua leaned against the wall at the entrance of the studio and raised her eyebrows at them.

"I've prepared a little surprise for you. Shall I take you to see it?"

"what?"

A look of confusion flashed across Jun Yiqing's face.

What kind of surprise can Minghua prepare for herself?
Everything in a dream is an illusion.

Even with these thoughts in mind, Jun Yiqing did not refuse and nodded in agreement.

"it is good."

Next second

Minghua took Jun Yiqing's hand, and the two moved to a different position.

When Jun Yiqing opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him had changed dramatically.

The two were standing in what was actually a small art exhibition.

The paintings hanging above include some that Minghua has painted in the past few days, as well as several paintings that Jun Yiqing painted at Minghua's request.

Ordinary paintings are framed in exquisite frames and arranged in a reasonable layout, placed in prominent corners of the exhibition.

The author's name and introduction are also thoughtfully included on it.

A small art exhibition, but it was done quite well.

A rose suddenly appeared in Minghua's hand, seemingly out of nowhere.

With a faint smile on her face, she handed it to Jun Yiqing, offering sincere blessings.

"Teacher Jun, I believe in you. You will become a great painter in the future."

"Your brushstrokes are fluid and vibrant, and you have a high sensitivity to light. Your paintings are lively and natural; you just need an opportunity."

I once heard a saying: "The roc rises with the wind and soars ninety thousand miles high."

"A moment of loneliness is nothing; as long as you keep moving forward, you will eventually see the light."

Combining Jun Yiqing's superb painting skills with the memory of his disheveled appearance when he first met the man in the game.

The game doesn't explain the male protagonists' identities or backgrounds; Minghua has to figure it out herself.

Minghua was quick to guess that either there are many talented people, but few discerning judges of character.

Or it could be that a genius is suppressed by those in power.

As the male protagonist of the game, he can naturally overcome the obstacles in front of him and then move forward without hesitation, on a smooth and prosperous road.

Even when playing games, Minghua puts her heart into it.

At this moment, Jun Yiqing, who was being watched by Minghua, felt his heart pounding fiercely.

Those dark, difficult, and unbearable teenage years, filled with constant rain and gloom.

It was as if the beautiful young woman in front of me had soothed my wounds, transforming them into another vivid memory filled with sunshine and flowers.

He took the rose from Minghua's hand and buried his head to smell it.

In her impoverished youth, she was a bright rose.