I Also Want to Draw Comics when I Cross into a Pseudo-mother

Cricket is a little bit painful, is there any comparison with Lolita?Is that a level? !

However, Matsushita Kujo also figured out some clues. Although the one in front of her was indeed a qualified loli, her heart was completely opposite to mature.

Is it... a legal loli? !

I feel a little uneasy, legal lolita is not Matsushita Kujo's favorite.That kind of cute and evil old woman with a cute appearance and a lot of scheming inside!Not a loli at all! ! !

This point of view on legal loli comes from the big shiny green hat on Matsushita Sora's head.

Thinking of this, Matsushita Kujo couldn't help wiping away tears, sighed and said, "Little sister, let me tell you..."

"Little sister?"

The smile of the glasses loli became kind in an instant, Matsushita Kujo's heart skipped a beat when she saw it!

It's a cute smile, but for some reason, there is a very ominous feeling... But, is it really a legal loli old woman? !

Well, well, we can't draw conclusions casually, maybe people are still very simple in their hearts?Anyway, sorry for now.

So Matsushita Kujo apologized with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, miss, it's my fault——"

"Miss o sister o?!"

Panasonic Kujo only felt that his hand holding the cigarette was suddenly wrapped by an irresistible force, as if being clamped by iron clamps!Then there was a crackling sound of bones, and the severe pain spread to the whole body, and he subconsciously screamed!

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

While catching the falling e-cigarette, that damn loli tilted her head and smiled sweetly, and continued to increase her strength, causing Matsushita Kujo to scream continuously.Then, he opened his mouth.

"You are the little sister! You are the young lady! Your whole family is the big sister!!!"

"I'm a man! Do men understand!!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?"

At this moment, a kind of impact from Sanguan crushed, and even Matsushita Sorao forgot the pain of his hand as if it was about to be scrapped, and was stunned in place.

After a long time, he said a word full of shock and bewilderment.

"--what??!!!!"

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Ye An let go of this strange uncle's hand, although it has been pinched into chicken feet, the kind of pickled peppers.Then glared at him fiercely.

This uncle, it's so impolite to talk about other people's gender casually!

I'm a big hunk, how did he get it wrong?

"Uncle, are you nearsighted a few hundred degrees? Can you read this wrong?"

"No, I am not……"

The uncle didn't say a word for a long time, then closed his mouth again, and looked at Ye An in a daze.

It wasn't until Ye An made a gesture to raise the devil's hand again that the uncle came to his senses and hurriedly said, "No, can you blame me for this kind of thing? Little sister... no, I mean, I definitely wouldn't recognize you dressed like this." what!"

"Huo!"

"Ahh my eyes!!"

Withdrawing the two fingers that were inserted into the eyes, Ye An said angrily again: "Uncle, you must not be blind! Is there anything strange about my clothes?"

"It hurts... Huh?"

The uncle barely opened his eyes, carefully looked at Ye An's clothes, and then fell silent.

It seems... there is no problem at all!

Although the windbreaker and trousers are somewhat neutral, they are really not women's cosplay or the like.

Having said that, if you take a closer look, it does seem to be a bit masculine... What a ghost!Can't tell it's a man at all!

The uncle twitched his mouth: "Then your hair..."

"Long hair looks good! I want to keep it?" Ye An stared!

"And it's not long, it's just reached the shoulders, and it will be here in the future, and it won't stay any longer."

"It's not long..." The uncle suddenly felt powerless to complain.

Sighing, the uncle still apologized, "I'm sorry, I did something wrong."

"It's good to know." Ye An snorted softly, "It's not what I thought about growing up like this, and it's not something I can control."

"Yes, yes." The uncle hurriedly responded, but it seemed that he was crazily complaining in his heart.

Nodding in satisfaction, it doesn't feel right to stand all the time, there is an inexplicable sense of sadness in height... So Ye An ignored the strange eyes of the uncle, sat next to him, and then stretched out a finger and said, "Go back Topic. Uncle, you continue."

"Ah... well, where did I just say?" The uncle still had a bit of bitterness on his face, and he recalled it before he said, "By the way, there is an unnamed fansign over there, little girl... Uh, I mean, have you seen Madoka Magica? It's a manga by the same author."

Ye An thought for a while, then showed a nice smile: "I haven't seen it!"

"It's good if you haven't read it, I suggest you don't read it!" The uncle said hurriedly, "The author seems to want to change that comic, it's very dark, and it's very abusive! Don't read it!"

"Well... well, I won't go to see it."

The problem is I've watched it dozens of times.