"I'll eat your uncle! Are you young?" Ye Qianqian pushed him away and then turned around, "Let's go, the clay classroom is over there."

Ye Qianxi's walking posture was not very natural, Shen Zhilie hurriedly followed her, took her arm, and "Go together."

Ye Qianqian glared at him and started looking for him left and right.

Her purpose was very clear, which was clay.

After entering, there are many girls and men who accompany their partners.

Ye Qianqian and Shen Zhilie took the ticket and walked in, then walked to a table that no one had used before.

The table is separated from the table, with partitions that separate the field of view, so that they can't see what she is doing.

This was the first time Ye Qianqian played with this thing. She put on an apron and sat down. Looking at the simple tutorial on the partition, she quickly got started.

Shen Zhilie had never played with it. The two of them pinched the soil into a ball, and their hands were covered with gray-white clay.

"What then?" Ye Qianqian was a little confused, "How can I turn on this ceramic machine?"

"I'll study it..." Shen Zhilie looked around and pressed the switch, and then the ceramic machine began to turn slowly.

Finally getting to the point, Ye Qianxi seemed a little excited.

Putting my hands on the clay, watching the traces of my fingers left on it, the shape began to change slowly, and the feeling of happiness was indescribable.

The clay was made of long and then crushed into a short and fat man. Ye Qianqian was excited when she played.

Shen Zhilie was watching her play while playing. Ye Qianqian looked at him and said, "You go to the table next to you to play, this thing is fun."

"No." Shen Zhilie leaned forward, his tall body pressed against her back, "Let's play together."

Ye Qianqian's body tensed slightly, and when he touched it like this, the hot temperature rose.

After looking around, Ye Qianqian felt embarrassed and said, "Don't do this, it's not good to be seen by others."

"Hmm?" Shen Zhilie lowered his head and his warm breath squirted on her neck, "What are you doing, why are you afraid of others watching?"

While speaking, he reached out and gently put it on Ye Qianqian's hand.

Both of them had dirty hands, with off-white clay sticking to them.

Ye Qianqian looked at the dirt that was gradually being squeezed down and suddenly remembered a plot of a movie she had watched before.

Shen Zhilie's body tightened and tighter, and he whispered: "The first time I played this?"

The voice was rarely softened, and Shen Zhilie's temperament suddenly felt different!

Is this deliberately flirting with her?

Ye Qianqian saw through it at once, but she was actually distracted by Shen Zhilie like this.

Especially when he felt the question behind him, Ye Qianqian felt even more uncomfortable. She gently pushed him and said, "Stay away from me, I'm so hot when you are like this!"

Shen Zhilie separated a little a little, looked at the slowly rotating ceramic machine, and said, "Come on, I'll teach you."

"You will?"

"I have played with my mom a few times before, and I probably saw how others played."

Shen Zhilie gently pushed it into the middle with his fingers, and then a notch slowly appeared in the clay.

Ye Qianqian looked over, poked her finger, and chuckled: "This thing is simple. I heard it is difficult to burn. I can grasp the time of the heat, otherwise it will easily crack."

"Come and try."

Shen Zhilie couldn't help but wrap her around, especially when he thought of the feeling of last night, he felt uncomfortable all over.

The heat rushed up, and Ye Qianqian suddenly noticed something was wrong.
Chapter completed!