My harem life in Korean comics

While Wan En was in doubt, Su Hao picked up the paintbrush.

"Auntie, can I put my arm around your waist? It would be more convenient this way." Su Hao glanced at Wan En and asked politely.

"Okay." Aunt Meijing lowered her head.

Su Hao hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Aunt Meijing's plump waist. Compared with Lin Yingchun and Bai Jiazhen, Aunt Meijing's waist was a little more fleshy, but it was definitely not thick.

To make an analogy, the waists of girls like Lin Yingchun are like willows swaying in the wind, slender yet flexible, while Aunt Meijing's waist is like white cotton.

In terms of volume, cotton is larger than willow branches, but it feels better as well.

Gently stroking her soft waist, Su

Hao slowly lowered his head and placed the paintbrush on Aunt Meijing's chest.

As the distance got closer, the white ravines gradually expanded in Su Hao's eyes. He arched his nose and smelled the intoxicating fragrance of milk coming towards him.

It’s a pity that I can’t use a “face cleanser” now. Looking at the turbulent waves in front of him, Su Hao sighed regretfully and slightly exerted force on the hand holding the pen.

Perhaps it was because the place under the pen was too slippery. Su Hao only applied slight force and the tip of the pen slid uncontrollably into the trench.

"Xiao Hao, what are you doing?" Aunt Meijing whispered shyly, her cheeks already turning hot.

"Sorry, it slipped!" Su Hao quickly picked up the pen, his face full of apology.

The beauties in the audience burst into laughter.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Draw carefully and don't slip!" Meijing whispered.

But her unintentional words made the beauties laugh even more happily, and even Lin Yingchun and others on the stage laughed.

Aunt Meijing’s words can be applied to another situation.

"What are they laughing at?" Aunt Meijing asked in confusion when she heard the laughter around her.

In fact, it was not her fault for being ignorant, because Su Hao had never slipped when fighting with her.

"It's nothing. They are laughing at me. You don't have to care about it." Su Hao's eyes were full of smiles.

"Oh, okay." Aunt Meijing nodded, feeling the tip of the pen sliding across her chest.

Although the tip of the pen was cold and temperatureless, Aunt Meijing felt her heart becoming hot.

Maybe it’s because Xiaohao’s breath is too hot.

Aunt Meijing was thinking, while Su Hao stared straight at the white snow in front of him.

He felt like he was in the ocean, with white waves all he could see.

The sea is so big!

Su Hao took a deep breath and felt an urge to touch the sea a little.

But he knew that was impossible, so he could only rub Aunt Meijing's waist, satisfying his desire and leaving five red handprints.

"Xiao Hao, have you finished painting?" Aunt Meijing felt her heart getting hotter and hotter, and couldn't help but ask.

"No, wait a moment." Su Hao stared at Aunt Meijing's chest greedily, with only one thought in his mind: to let her be with Lin Yingchun today!

"Okay, then hurry up." Aunt Meijing turned her head and felt her cheeks getting hotter and hotter.

She could vaguely feel Su Hao looking at her chest, which made her feel shy and secretly happy.

After all, there is no woman who doesn't want her man to be obsessed with her.

Su Hao didn't know what Aunt Meijing was thinking. He just drew the banana diligently, and rubbed the snow-white waves gently with his little finger.

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Volume 1: Beautiful Women and Beauties: Chapter 113: The Sheep is Dead (Part 1)

As time passed, the banana on Aunt Meijing's chest gradually took shape. In order to make the banana look delicate and pretty, Su Hao also painted the white part of the "banana" black.

To this end, he spent some more time and naturally admired Aunt Meijing's breasts more.

When he was satisfied and felt that the "banana" he drew was incomparable, he slowly raised his head.

Aunt Meijing happened to lower her head, and their eyes met. Su Hao clearly saw the shyness in Aunt Meijing's eyes.

"Ms. Zhao, please don't lower your head, you will see the answer." The beautiful host said softly.

"Okay." Aunt Meijing raised her head quickly: "Xiaohao, can you give me a hint now?"

"Of course." Su Hao turned sideways to let the audience see the banana on Aunt Meijing's chest so that they could give scores. Then he thought for a moment and spoke slowly.

"Aunt Meijing, do you remember what flavor of milkshake I like best? The flavor of the milkshake is the answer."

"Of course I remember, it's banana flavored." Aunt Meijing said without hesitation.

"You have a good memory." Su Hao smiled and felt touched.

When I looked up, I saw that the staff had already recorded a point for Aunt Meijing.

Coincidentally, at this moment, the beauties in the audience also voted for Su Hao's "Banana".

Aunt Meijing got off to a good start with the first question and earned two points.

The second question shocked Su Hao.

It was a painting with two doves at the top and a dead sheep below the doves.

If read together, it means: The sheep died under the pigeon.

"Are you sure you want me to draw this? It will take an hour, right?" Looking at the painting with delicate brushstrokes, Su Hao was speechless.

"Sorry, you only have ten minutes. Because the program is running out of time, ten questions would take too much time. So the director team prepared this question temporarily.

You don't need to finish the drawing, as long as Miss Zhao answers this question correctly, you can directly get 20 points and rank first. "The beautiful host said apologetically.

"Oh, I see." Su Hao nodded. He also felt a little tired.

After all, I painted ten pictures on thirty beauties in a row, which makes three hundred pictures in total.

"So you accept this proposal?" the beautiful host asked in surprise.

"Accepted, but I still need to paint first." Su Hao pointed at Aunt Meijing.

It would be a waste if I don’t draw it.

"No problem." The beautiful host whispered. She felt tired after hosting for so long.

When the beauties in the audience heard that this segment was about to end, they had no objections and after communicating with each other, they determined the location for the second question to be drawn.

"Ms. Zhao, the audience voted and decided that the second question should be drawn below your chest, extending down to your lower abdomen. Can you accept that?" The beautiful host looked at the voting results on the big screen.

"Do you want to paint such a large area?" Aunt Meijing hesitated for a moment and nodded slowly.

She also knew that this was the last question, and it was neither reasonable nor logical to refuse.

"Then you sit on this chair. This question will take longer to draw." Su Hao pointed to the chair next to him where Lin Yingchun had sat.

"Okay." Aunt Meijing sat on the chair obediently.

Seeing this, the staff hurriedly handed Su Hao a slightly lower stool.

"Thank you." Nodding to the lovely staff, Su Hao put down the stool and sat in front of Aunt Meijing.

But before she started painting, Aunt Meijing felt embarrassed.

Because she was sitting on a chair, her upper body was further back than her lower body. If Su Hao wanted to paint on her lower abdomen, he had to lean forward and put one hand on her thigh.

But Aunt Meijing's heart was so big that Su Hao just leaned forward slightly and his head touched Aunt Meijing's chest.

And because they were leaning quite close, Aunt Meijing's knee had already hit Su Hao's lower abdomen.

She could even feel that familiar thing, which made her feel extremely embarrassed.

"Auntie, this is painting, it's art! Don't think too much about it." Su Hao coughed and said seriously after noticing Aunt Meijing's thoughts.

Art, you big head ghost! Don't think I don't know what you are thinking?

Aunt Meijing muttered to herself and glared at Su Hao fiercely.

Yo, you dare to resist art? Su Hao raised his eyebrows and leaned forward again.

I support it!

"You!" Seeing Su Hao butting his head against her, Aunt Meijing felt both angry and amused.

But he is quite cute like this, like a little calf.

No, he is obviously a big ox, a big ox that never gets tired!

Aunt Meijing was lost in her thoughts, but she didn't notice that Wan'en was staring at her with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

Su Hao nudged Aunt Meijing with his head for a while, and when he had enough fun, he stopped making noise and just nudged Aunt Meijing slightly and started drawing.

First, he needed to draw two pigeons, one just below Aunt Meijing's waves.

But from the perspective of looking up, Aunt Meijing's breasts are really astonishing, like two towering mountains.

Su Hao sighed and drew the outline of a pigeon beneath the waves.

But he didn't realize that when he was painting seriously, the end of his brush just touched Aunt Meijing's waves, and as the brush moved, the end of the brush began to shake slightly.

Xiaohao must have done it on purpose! Feeling something was wrong, Aunt Meijing blushed.

But she was too embarrassed to remind Su Hao, and from the audience's perspective, they couldn't see this.

Aunt Meijing thought for a moment and chose to endure it, allowing the end of Su Hao's pen to tease her.

This is also a special kind of play.

You didn't remind me? Su Hao looked up at Aunt Meijing, a little surprised.

In fact, he had already discovered that his pen seemed to have touched a place it shouldn't have touched, but he really didn't mean to do it.

Since Aunt Meijing doesn't remind me, I'll continue.

Su Hao raised the corner of his mouth slightly, slid the brush upwards, and drew the wings of a pigeon. Correspondingly, the end of the brush also sank into the waves.

Aunt Meijing snorted softly, gripped the back of her chair tightly, stared at the beauties in the audience vigilantly, still without saying a word.

Su Hao didn't go too far. After all, it was the pen that touched Bo Tao, not his hand. From this prank, he could only get a little psychological comfort, but he couldn't enjoy it physically.

Su Hao continued to draw like this for five minutes before he finished drawing the two pigeons.

Frankly speaking, his drawing was a bit ugly and you could only barely make out the shape of a pigeon.

"It doesn't matter. Drawing is not the key anyway. What matters is that Aunt Meijing can answer the question correctly in the end." After comforting himself in his heart, Su Hao lowered his body again and prepared to draw the dead sheep.

Volume 1: Beautiful Women and Beauties: Chapter 114: The Sheep is Dead (Part 2)

"Auntie, I'm going to start drawing the lower part of this question. The location may be a little sensitive, so be prepared." Su Hao stared at Aunt Meijing's lower abdomen.

"Okay~" Aunt Meijing's heart tightened and she nodded worriedly.