The 99th Divorce

"I eat your uncle! Isn't it naive?" Ye Qianxi pushed him away, then turned around, "Go, the clay classroom is over there."

Ye Qianxi's walking posture is not natural, Shen Zhixian hurriedly followed her, grabbed her arm, "walk together."

Ye Qianxi glared at him, and then he looked around.

The purpose of her coming is very clear, that is, clay.

After entering, I found many girls and men who accompanied my partner.

Ye Qianxi and Shen Zhixian swiped their tickets and walked in, and walked to a table that no one had used.

The table is separated from the table, and there are partitions to separate the field of vision, and neither can see what she is doing.

Ye Qianxi was playing this for the first time. She put on an apron and sat down. Looking at the simple tutorial posted on the partition, she quickly got started.

Shen Zhixian has never played, the two squeezed the soil into a ball, hands are all gray clay.

"And then?" Ye Qianxi was a little ignorant. "How to turn on this ceramic art machine."

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

Finally, Ye Qianxi appeared excited.

Put your hands on the clay, watching the traces of your fingers on it, the shape began to change slowly, the feeling of happiness is indescribable.

The clay was made into an elder at one time, and was crushed into a chunky man again, and Ye Qianxi was excited.

Shen Zhixian watched her playing on the side, Ye Qianxi glanced at him, said: "You go to the table next to play, this thing is fun.

"Don't." Shen Zhixian stepped forward and put her tall body behind her. "Play together."

Ye Qianxi's body was slightly stretched, and by his close contact, the hot temperature rose to time.

Looking around, Ye Qianxi was embarrassed and said, "Don't do this, it's bad to be seen by others."

"Huh?" Shen Zhixian lowered his head, and his warm breath was sprayed on her neck fossa. "Why didn't you do it, afraid of others watching?"

Between the words, he had already reached out and put it gently on Ye Qianxi's hand.

Both hands were dirty, with off-white clay.

Ye Qianxi looked at the gradually squeezed soil, and suddenly remembered a movie plot she had seen before.

Shen Zhixian's body became tighter and tighter, and said softly: "For the first time?"

The voice was rarely relaxed, and suddenly Shen Zhixian's temperament felt different!

Is this deliberately flicking her?

Ye Qianqian saw it through, but she was so stunned by Shen Zhixun.

Especially when he felt the question behind him, Ye Qianxi felt uncomfortable. He gently touched him and said, "Far away from me, you are like this, I am so hot!"

Shen Zhixun slightly separated, looking at the ceramic machine turning slowly, said: "Come, I will teach you."

"You can?"

"I went to play with my mom a few times before and probably saw how others played."

Shen Zhixian gently lifted his finger to the middle, and then the clay slowly appeared a notch.

Ye Qianxi looked over, poked her finger, and laughed lightly: "This thing is simple, I heard that it is difficult to burn, and the fire time is well controlled, otherwise it will be easy to split."

"Come and try."

Shen Zhixun couldn't help but encircle her, especially when she thought of the taste of last night, she was uncomfortable.

The heat rushed up, and Ye Qianqian noticed something was wrong.

Stretching all over, he looked left and right, a little nervous, moved slightly, pushed him away a little, and lowered his voice: "Are you ... crazy?"