Chapter 37 : What Did You Draw
37: What Did You Draw?
At eight o'clock in the morning, in Su City where June had already entered summer, the sun had long risen to mid-sky, asserting its presence.
Sunlight shone directly through the uncurtained floor-to-ceiling windows into Room 1603, bringing light while also bringing gentle warmth.
However, Su Mo at this moment completely failed to feel the gentle warmth radiated by Father Sun, and instead felt somewhat cold.
Because at this moment, without exposing the system, she truly didn't know how to explain the three questions An Xiaoqian had raised.
After all, this was the twenty-first century of gender equality, not feudal ancient times. What normal person would play the act of a woman disguising as a man, and what boy would buy lewd girls' underwear?
Never mind others not believing it—even Su Mo herself felt it was inexplicable.
An Xiaoqian, sitting on the bed edge like Su Mo, watched as Su Mo had a heroic expression of mutual destruction one second, then after her triple questions, returned to being a soft, fluffy little white rabbit the next second.
This extremely contrasting scene made her find it extremely interesting.
Her cute doll face's lips curved slightly upward. An Xiaoqian looked toward the maid outfit she had brought, and at this moment an interesting teasing idea emerged in her mind.
The next second, An Xiaoqian, who had taken off her slippers, slowly crawled onto the bed under Su Mo's gaze.
"What... what are you going to do?"
Having the precedent of being cornered earlier, facing An Xiaoqian's approach, this time Su Mo instinctively retreated.
However, Chu Tianlan's bedroom was really quite small, and her bed was placed in a corner, while An Xiaoqian blocked the traffic route, making escape impossible.
Although she instinctively dodged, two seconds later, Su Mo was still forced into the corner.
Looking at the short-haired Su Mo who was like an injured little beast, hiding in the corner with fearful eyes and a trembling body yet trying to remain calm.
An Xiaoqian was slightly stunned, because this scene was exactly like the bullied little shota in her big car manga—it was like reality perfectly recreating the manga.
Looking at Su Mo curled up in a small ball in the corner, An Xiaoqian directly knelt up, supporting herself against the wall with both hands in a wall slam while speaking teasingly:
"Wife, what am I going to do? You guess!"
"Who... who is your wife!"
Su Mo looked at An Xiaoqian speaking like a superior. As a matter of male dignity, she instinctively refuted while also wanting to push An Xiaoqian away to break this terrible position.
However, just as she extended her hand, Su Mo became somewhat conflicted.
Where should she push?
Pushing her big white rabbits was definitely not okay, her delicate little waist didn't seem gentlemanly either, and her white-stockinged little legs... seemed too lewd.
Feeling Su Mo's gaze constantly and guiltily wandering over her body, with her extended hand showing no movement for a long time.
An Xiaoqian just found it somewhat amusing.
This Junior Sister Su Mo—could it be that she had disguised as a boy for so long that she had forgotten in her bones that she was a girl!
However, she didn't dislike this foolish self-awareness.
Gently reaching into the pocket of her light brown JK skirt, soon under Su Mo's witness, An Xiaoqian pulled out a stack of folded drawings.
Faced with this inexplicable development, Su Mo's heart flashed with a trace of confusion while also generating a hint of disappointment.
Wait, disappointment?
Shaking her head to throw out the strange thoughts.
Su Mo then focused her attention on the drawings that had been pulled out.
An Xiaoqian's drawings were just simple line sketches without coloring, looking still some distance from finished products, appearing somewhat rough.
But even though they were rough, Su Mo quickly noticed something wasn't right.
Because this facial appearance and lewd art style—this seemed like that kind of manga!
And why did these characters' faces faintly resemble her own!
An Xiaoqian handed the manga drafts she had drawn through the night to Su Mo. Seeing Su Mo's delicate eyebrows furrow, she crossed her arms, raised her little head, and spoke confidently:
"Wife, seeing these you should have guessed—I'm an artist. These were all drawn last night when you stood me up and I couldn't sleep, using you as the prototype."
Hearing An Xiaoqian's proud declaration, at this moment Su Mo felt completely outrageous, with several big question marks slowly floating above her head.
Just because I didn't reply to messages last night, you drew me into erotic pictures?
Silently placing these erotic pictures behind her with no intention of returning them, Su Mo raised an eyebrow.
"So... Senior An, what do you want to do?"
Hearing Su Mo's response, An Xiaoqian's fair little hand gently reached behind her, handing over the maid outfit that had been given to Su Mo when she opened the door.
"Wife, don't be so resistant. I just want you to wear some little clothes to find some manga inspiration." After speaking, An Xiaoqian also pulled out her phone from another pocket, opened the WeChat interface showing dozens of messages she had sent all night, pointed to the timestamps, and added: "Wife, I really waited for you for a long time last night. Just satisfy me! You even got a free look at my underwear photos last night!"
Hearing An Xiaoqian's deliberately coquettish, soft loli voice, Su Mo felt tingles rising from her very bones.
Su Mo, who possessed a man's heart, had to admit that she really fell for this girl's coquettish act.
But having herself be called wife and wearing a maid outfit—this was a matter of principle. After thinking it over, Su Mo still shook her head in refusal.
"I won't wear it, and I'm not your wife either."
But could Su Mo's head-shaking refusal really avoid it?
Following Su Mo's head-shaking motion, the next second, An Xiaoqian's sweet, pleading cute face was covered with a layer of gloom, and her sweet aura suddenly became somewhat impatient.
If one were to make a comparison, her temperament went directly from cute little loli to an annoyed office worker, that face-changing speed like a 2D anime character, without any sense of discord.
"Tsk, Junior Sister Su Mo, you really only respond to force, not kindness. Clearly you didn't follow the rules, didn't send me photos last night, and deceived my best friend's feelings, yet now you still want to bargain."
While speaking, An Xiaoqian opened her phone's WeChat interface in front of Su Mo, and right before her eyes found a familiar 2D avatar with the note "best friend," initiating a voice call.
"This maid outfit—I'm giving you 5 minutes to change into it, remember to wear white stockings. Also, Junior Sister Su Mo, if you don't want to be called wife, then call me master. You choose!"
While speaking, An Xiaoqian without further ado directly handed the black and white maid outfit to Su Mo.
At this time, Lin Muyao's fresh girlish voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Hello, Xiaoqian, where did you go so early in the morning?"
Hearing girlfriend Lin Muyao's voice coming from An Xiaoqian's phone, at this moment Su Mo inexplicably felt guilty.
She instinctively held her breath, afraid she might make a sound or that An Xiaoqian would say something to expose the secret.
Under Su Mo's surprised gaze, she heard An Xiaoqian smile slightly at her, raising her eyebrows provocatively like butterfly wings as she said:
"Me? I went to your little boyfriend's house. Right now I'm forcing her to change into a maid outfit. If she doesn't change in five minutes, she's finished!"
Hearing An Xiaoqian tell the truth, Su Mo panicked and widened her eyes in disbelief.
How... how could she do this?
But at this moment, Lin Muyao on the other side of the phone said: "Xiaoqian, stop fooling around. If you don't come back this morning, I won't bring you food. I'm going out to film soon."
Hearing Lin Muyao's response, Su Mo on the bed couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. But at this moment, a smooth little foot in white stockings gently pressed against her leg.
Instinctively looking forward, she saw An Xiaoqian silently mouthing: "Wife, you have four minutes left."
Seeing this scene, Su Mo's vision went dark.
Looking at the maid outfit in her arms that she had fantasized about a future girlfriend wearing when she was a boy, thinking about having to put it on herself, Su Mo's mood was complicated.
If she really put on this maid outfit, where would her dignity as a boy go?
Just as Su Mo was holding the maid outfit in her arms in a daze, feeling extremely conflicted inside, an electronic synthesized voice came from her mind.
[Ding, detecting female attire in host's arms. Combined with white stockings, the rating can reach 93 points, meeting SSS mission standards]
Hearing the Challenge System's electronic synthesized voice, at this moment Su Mo's psychology was somewhat comforted, finding a face-saving way out.
Wearing a maid outfit and such—just consider it completing the mission!