The 99th Divorce

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"I eat your uncle! Are you childish?" Ye Qianxi pushed him away, then turned away, "Go, the clay classroom is over there."

Ye Qianqian's walking posture was not natural. Shen Zhizheng quickly followed, holding her arm, "Let's go together."

Ye Qianxi glanced at him and looked around.

She came for a very clear purpose, that is, clay.

After entering, I found a lot of girls and men who accompanied her partner.

Ye Qianqian and Shen Zhihuan swiped their tickets and walked in, then they walked to a table that no one had used.

The table was separated from the table, and there was a partition to separate the field of vision, and she could not see what she was doing.

Ye Qianqian was the first time to play with this thing, put on an apron and sit down, watching the simple tutorial posted on the partition, and quickly started.

Shen Zhizheng had never played before, and the two crumpled the soil into a ball, and the hands were all off-white clay.

"Then what?" Ye Qianqian was a little hesitant. "How does this pottery machine work?"

"I'll do some research ..." Shen Zhizheng glanced from side to side, pushed the switch down, and then the pottery machine began to turn slowly.

Finally on the subject, Ye Qianqian seemed a little excited.

Putting your hands on the clay, looking at the traces of your fingers left on it, the shape began to change slowly, and the feeling of happiness was beyond words.

The clay was made old for a while, and then pressed into a short fat again, and Ye Qianqian was excited.

Shen Zhizheng was watching her play, Ye Qianqian glanced at him and said, "Go to the table next to you, this thing is fun."

"Don't." Shen Zhizheng stepped forward, her tall body was stuck behind her, "play together."

Ye Qianqian's body was a little stretched, so hot that the temperature rose for a while.

Glancing from side to side, Ye Qianqian was a little embarrassed and said, "Don't do this, it's not good for others to see."

"Huh?" Shen Zhixuan bowed her head, and her warm breath sprayed into her neck. "Why didn't you do it? What are you afraid of?"

During the conversation, she reached out and gently rested on Ye Qianqian's hand.

Both hands were dirty with off-white clay.

Ye Qianqian looked at the soil that was gradually squeezed down, and suddenly remembered a movie plot that she had seen before.

Shen Zhizheng's body became tighter and tighter, and said softly, "First time playing this?"

The sound was rare and softened, all of a sudden Shen Zhizhen's temperament felt different!

Is this deliberately stinging her?

Ye Qianqian saw it through at a glance, but she happened to be stunned by Shen Zhizheng.

Especially when she felt the question behind her, Ye Qianqian felt uncomfortable. She gently pressed him and said, "Keep away from me, you are so hot!"

Shen Zhizheng parted slightly, watching the slow-moving pottery machine, and said, "Come, I will teach you."

"You can?"

"I used to accompany my mom a few times before, and probably saw how others play."

Shen Zhizheng gently touched the middle with his fingers, and then a notch appeared in the clay.

Ye Qianqian looked at it, poked with her finger, and chuckled: "This thing is simple, I heard that it is difficult to burn, grasp the heat time, or it will easily crack."

"Come and try."

Shen Zhiquan couldn't help keeping her in a circle, especially thinking about the taste of last night, and she couldn't relax.

The heat surged, and Ye Qianqian noticed that something was wrong.

His body was stretched, he looked left and right, and was a little nervous. He moved it slightly, pushed him away a little, and lowered his voice, "Are you crazy?"