There is no need to recall the image deliberately; the picture in your mind jumps onto the paper.
Tsk tsk...his chest and abdominal muscles must feel great, right?
I touched and pinched my arm.
When can I touch my chest and abdominal muscles?
The thighs should be strong too...
The bedroom is absolutely a private area. In such a place, people can feel safe and relaxed when they are alone. So when Yu Qing'er's head is filled with pornographic waste, she doesn't feel ashamed at all, but only becomes more and more excited.
The most direct manifestation of this excitement is her paintings.
From the beginning, it was Mo Hongshen without a shirt on, but it has gradually evolved into something shameful. She even made herself blush while painting.
When I stopped writing, it wasn't a design drawing anymore, it was just a small cartoon... a colored cartoon at that.
Take a look, ah ah ah Yu Qing'er, you are so shameless!
Take another look, ahhhh Yu Qing'er you are such a genius!
The two complex emotions of wanting to see and feeling ashamed intertwined, and the final result was that Yu Qing'er rolled around on the bed holding her masterpiece, still howling.
Who wouldn’t be excited about this?
Design drawings? What are design drawings? Are there any comic strips?
Yu Qing'er took a look, closed it, smiled foolishly, took another look, closed it again, and smiled foolishly again...
Fortunately, no one saw her look so silly.
When there was a knock on the bedroom door, Yu Qing'er was stunned for a moment. Although she was not in the space, she did not give up paying attention to the outside world. She knew that she had not locked the door, so the moment the door rang, Yu Qing'er had already appeared in the bedroom holding the small comic book.
"Here it comes!" Yu Qing'er shouted, and even forgot to hide the comic book first, and just held it openly in her arms.
"Baby, mommy made some nourishing soup, come and drink it while it's hot."
Ever since Yu Qing'er fell into the water and became weak, Qi Yu developed the habit of feeding her nourishing soup every day, hoping to take care of her daughter's health.
Although the doctor said that the possibility of Yu Qing'er being pregnant was very low, as a mother, she had never given up hope in her heart, always hoping that a miracle would happen.
"Yes." Yu Qing'er agreed and took the bowl automatically.
Yu Qing'er was holding the same expectation as her mother, waiting for a miracle, but now Yu Qing'er simply thought - well, the tonic soup is very delicious, if you don't drink it, then don't drink it, as for what effect it has, let's not force it.
Yu Qing'er was craving for the soup, so from the moment she opened the door to the moment she drank the soup, she completely forgot about hiding the comic book. Since it was inconvenient to hold the bowl, she put the comic book on the desk.
While drinking soup, my eyes unconsciously glanced over——
Yi Yu knew that Yu Qing'er could draw design drawings. When she opened a clothing store, she was thinking of taking the design drawings to the factory. She often looked at Yu Qing'er's notebook and would open it with great interest.
Yu Qing'er: "......!!!"
Not good!
It's too late for everything.
Color Man was discovered by Yu Yu!
"Baby, baby, what is this?" Yu Yu was so frightened that she couldn't speak clearly. She thought this must have been made by Yu Qing'er. "How could you draw these things?"
Help! Even though my daughter is grown up, it’s hard to let her run into something like this…
Yu Qing'er's face turned red and she almost choked on the soup.
However, she immediately convinced herself to stay calm. As long as she wasn't embarrassed, then the person who was embarrassed must be someone else, that's right!
Adhering to this principle, Yu Qing'er answered confidently, "This is art. For someone with artistic talent like me, drawing these is a very normal thing. There is no impure thought at all. Mom, you have to look at these comics with the eyes of looking at art."
"Ah?" Yu was stunned.
Is it art?
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