Northern Myanmar: Years of Dehumanization

"As a painter, I have never painted myself. This time, please paint it for me..."

As Minglong said this, he also sat on the chair and assumed an extremely sexy pose.

"This, I'm afraid, is a bit uncomfortable."

I touched my nose and looked at Minglong without any clothes, and there was some embarrassment in my eyes.

I never thought that Minglong would be like this.

Originally, I just wanted to paint ordinary paintings and then serve as a model for her.

But her appearance caught me off guard.

"What? Do you think I'm not good-looking?"

Minglong rolled his eyes at me, and that look seemed to say, don't let me take advantage of you and act like a good boy.

"It's not about this, it's about you being a model for me. Do you really need me to pay you?"

I hesitated for a moment and expressed my concerns.

If I were asked to pay, this wouldn't be a good idea.

After all, I came to this place to make money. If I spend it again, there is no need at all.

Besides, what’s so good about a woman’s body?

It's not like I haven't seen them before. Apart from the difference in size, they are almost the same. There is really nothing to see.

If they charge me so much money because of this, I can only say that they are really being taken advantage of.

I really can't accept it, that's why I have such a question.

"You..., you are really only interested in money."

Minglong felt angry for a while and said such words helplessly.

"Okay, you don't need to pay me. If you give me the time to paint, I will pay you based on the time you spend as a model."

Minglong shook his head, finally recognizing my face.

He explained it to me, said he wouldn't let me pay, and gave me the original price.

"Okay, sit down and I will draw it carefully."

Minglong said this, which also gave me a shot in the arm.

Then I have nothing to hesitate about. People have said it like this, and it would be a bit impolite to ask for conditions.

Besides, if I were to paint for Minglong, that would be much better than her painting for me.

I could use the excuse of painting her to procrastinate for some time.

In this way, wouldn't I be able to earn more money?

Moreover, as long as I draw her a better-looking picture, I believe she won't say anything.

To put it bluntly, Minglong is really pretty when the light shines on him.

Because she also practices fighting, all the muscles on her body are very well-proportioned.

The fat distribution is also very even. Wherever you should be fat, you will be fat, and where you should be thin, you will be thin.

If she didn't have short hair now, I can't imagine how beautiful she would be with long hair.

As I was drawing, I became serious.

I forgot to check the time on my phone. In other words, I am no longer enslaved by my phone. I just want to draw the Minglong in front of me.

In fact, this is also true.

For the first time, I felt that I was fully devoted to one thing.

I am also very much looking forward to completing it.

I am also very serious about color matching. If there is even a little bit of carelessness, I will start over.

The frown was enough to show how serious I was about this matter.

Seriousness is not just words, but actual actions.

After two hours, Minglong was also drawn.

Although it took a lot longer to draw me than Minglong used to do, the results are there. The character in the picture is almost exactly the same as me.

Even speaking, it also has the meaning of some filters.

Minglong put on his clothes and came to my side. Looking at her on the drawing paper, he was also in a trance.

"Do I really want to draw it so beautifully?"

Minglong came back to his senses, glanced at me, and couldn't help but ask.

"Of course, otherwise, how could I draw such a character?"

"Besides, you have to know that the picture of you is static. If you change it to dynamic, it will be more attractive."

I nodded and affirmed Minglong's words, which was another flattery.

As for the art of language, I have also done some research.

How could I not know when to say what words?

In a situation like this, you can't say that someone is uglier than on paper, right?

That's really just lighting up a lantern in the toilet and looking for shit.

Minglong glanced at me, but didn't say anything.

But the upturned corners of her mouth couldn't be suppressed, which confirmed what she was thinking.

She was actually very happy, but she didn't say it out loud.

Women are beauty-loving creatures, and no one says they don’t like to hear compliments from men.

When you are praised, you will feel happy in your heart.

Just like a boy, he hears someone complimenting him on the street that he is handsome.

Although his face didn't change much at that time, in his heart, he probably had already taken off.

The first thing I did when I got back was to tell my good buddies that someone on the street complimented me on how handsome I was.

People are like this, they like to hear good things.

Otherwise, the good advice will not be offensive.

However, this time, I did not tell lies. In fact, Minglong looks good.

Although my words are a bit exaggerated, they are not too outrageous.

You said, how could a woman who can make me have certain thoughts even if she is dressed as a boy not look good?

"It's getting late, so I'll leave first."

I looked at the sky outside. Actually, it was cloudy and I couldn't see the sky.

Thinking about the time, it's actually almost time to go back.

Minglong didn't say anything, but looked at the painting in a daze:

"How can it be so beautiful?"

I heard this sentence next to me and twitched my lips, knowing that Minglong didn't listen to me at all.

Now that people are immersed in her beauty, why would they pay attention to me?

I also left the villa directly and walked back to my villa.

The next few days were spent almost like this.

I actually wanted to do something else, but the key point was that it kept raining outside.

Qiangwei said that she could not act until the rain stopped.

But looking at it now, could it be said?

God will not allow action?

This makes me a little worried, maybe things will change later.

I actually hope that the rain will end soon, so that I can return to my country soon.

Sister Feng has not yet been contacted to give Xiao Xun the place to return to China.

After all, at this time, the horoscope has not yet been revealed. Making a decision too early may make you passive.

February 7th.

This time, the painting venue became Minglong's bedroom.

Minglong was lying on the bed, surrounded by decorations, which had a unique flavor.

After finishing the painting, after Minglong finished reading the painting, I wanted to leave here as usual, but at this time, Minglong held my hand:

"Don't leave tonight, okay?"