Xiaomeilang Aicheng took out her mobile phone, looked at the time, and quickly said:

"You guys are busy, I'm going to make dinner."

I can't help myself by drawing manga, so I have to do what I can. As a maid, at least I can be good at cooking.

Make dinner.

Xiaomeilang Aicheng came out of the kitchen, "You guys take a break first, you can eat."

The cartoonist lady didn't even raise her head: "I'll talk about it after I finish drawing this one..."

"Go eat." Naoki Asakawa put down his pencil and ordered, "Draw after eating."

"Yes."

The cartoonist lady nodded obediently.

The little devil-senpai was stunned and said, "Isn't it too much listening to you?"

"It's very simple." Asakawa Naoki moved his slightly stiff shoulders, "Because now I have the final say."

"Tch, stop talking big."

Asakawa Naoki had a solemn expression, and ordered:

"Senior Aicheng, go help me with a bowl of rice."

"Huh?" Xiaomeilang Aicheng Liu raised her eyebrows, "You actually asked me to serve rice?"

"The wrist hurts." Naoki Asakawa sighed, and raised his right hand, "If I can't eat the rice served by my seniors, I probably won't be able to draw anything."

"Yes, damn it!"

Xiaomeilang Aicheng gritted her silver teeth, reluctant to help serve the meal.

"Thank you, senpai." Naoki Asakawa took the rice, looked at the little demon senpai who was still in a low state, and reminded, "How is the coffee shop?"

"Don't worry." Xiaomeilang Aicheng said softly, "I have already told the store manager, you don't have to worry."

After a quick dinner, Naoki Asakawa and the manga artist were busy again.

time flies.

It was half past ten in the evening.

"It's, it's finished..." Looking at the freshly released manga manuscript, the cartoonist lady murmured as if in a dream, "I actually redrawn it before the deadline..."

Chapter 525

"Ju, actually repainted it before the death line..."

The cartoonist lady's eyes were blank, and her face was full of unbelievable trance expressions.

Xiaomeilang Aicheng breathed a sigh of relief, completely relieved, and said sincerely:

"Miss Mami, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not me." The cartoonist lady shook her head, "The hard-working person should be Asakawa boy."

Asakawa Naoki was shaking his sore wrist, when he suddenly saw the manga artist looking over with tears in his eyes, and then directly stretched out his hands, wrapping them around his neck.

Hey, what are you doing all of a sudden?

Before he had time to ask, Naoki Asakawa felt a strong attack, and then his eyes went dark, and his whole face was buried in a certain softness and Q bomb, and then the sweet milky smell rushed over.

your sister!Let go quickly, I'm going to be out of breath!

"Eh?" Xiaomeilang Aicheng was dumbfounded, "Ma, Miss Mami? What are you doing?"

"I thought I was going to die before, and I wanted to say goodbye to the life of a manga artist..." The cartoonist lady was tearful, and pressed Naoki Asakawa's face into her arms, "I can't repay you for your kindness. I can repay you in this way!"

Hug your sister, you are clearly harassment, okay?If you want to repay your kindness, just give money directly, who likes to be bored in your arms!

"Hahaha……"

Xiaomeilang Aicheng gently pulled the corner of her mouth, an embarrassed smile appeared on her small face.

Cartoonists are really emotional creatures. If I were replaced by myself, I would definitely not be able to do this kind of thing... The key is that I can't do it even if I want to.

Xiaomeilang Aicheng quietly raised her hand and pressed her chest, only feeling that it was flat, with almost no ups and downs.

If you imitate Mami-san and hold her junior in her arms, it will only make Asakawa Naoki hurt his nose, or even break his nose, right?

Thinking of this, Xiaomeilang Aicheng's happiness just now disappeared.

"Asakawa boy, if you are not satisfied." Miss cartoonist sniffled her nose with tears in her eyes, and continued to speak incoherently, "It's okay to rub it with your hands..."

"Knead, knead?!"

When Xiaomeilang Aicheng heard this sentence, she immediately showed a disfigured expression on her face, and couldn't help but want to wake up this stupid woman with her fist, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Even if the younger brother helped a lot, it doesn't need to be done for this kind of sake, right?

It's so disrespectful, so shameless!

Are you a slut woman!

"Eh, wait..."

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