Chapter 1713
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"I'll eat your ass! Aren't you childish? "Ye Qianqian pushed him away and turned around." Let's go. The clay classroom is over there. "
Ye Qianqian walked awkwardly. Shen Zhilie quickly caught up with her and held her arm. "Let's go together."
Ye Qianqian glared at him and began to look around.
The purpose of her visit was very clear: the clay classroom.
When they entered, they found many girls and men accompanying their partners.
Ye Qianqian and Shen Zhilie swiped their tickets and walked in. They walked to a table that no one had used before.
The tables were separated from each other by a partition, so neither of them could see what she was doing.
It was Ye Qianqian's first time playing with such a thing. She put on an apron and sat down. She looked at the simple tutorial posted on the partition and quickly got the hang of it.
Shen Zhilie had never played with it before either. The two of them squeezed the clay into a ball. Their hands were covered with grayish-white clay.
"What's next?" Ye Qianqian was a little confused. "How do I start the clay machine?"
"Let me study it …" Shen Zhilie looked around and pressed the switch. Then, the clay machine began to turn slowly.
Ye Qianqian was a little excited when they finally got to the main topic.
She placed her hands on the clay and looked at the marks left by her fingers. The shape of the clay began to slowly change. The joy she felt was indescribable.
The clay grew and was pressed into a short and fat person. Ye Qianqian was playing with it excitedly.
Shen Zhilie watched her play. Ye Qianqian glanced at him and said, "Go play at the table next to you. This thing is fun."
"No." Shen Zhilie moved forward and pressed his tall body against her back. "Let's play together."
Ye Qianqian's body tensed slightly. With him pressing against her, the heat immediately rose.
Ye Qianqian looked around and felt a little embarrassed. She said, "Don't do this. It's not good if others see us."
"Huh?" Shen Zhilie lowered his head. His warm breath blew on her neck. "We're not doing anything. Why are you afraid of others seeing us?"
As he spoke, he reached out and gently placed his hand on Ye Qianqian's.
Both of their hands were dirty and stuck with grayish-white clay.
Ye Qianqian looked at the clay that was gradually being pressed down and suddenly remembered a scene from a movie she had watched before.
Shen Zhilie's body pressed closer and closer to her as he whispered, "Is this your first time playing this?"
It was rare for Shen Zhilie to speak in such a gentle voice. In an instant, Shen Zhilie's temperament seemed different.
Was he deliberately flirting with her?
Ye Qianqian saw through him in an instant, but she couldn't believe that Shen Zhilie had seduced her.
Ye Qianqian felt even more uncomfortable when she heard his question from behind her. She nudged him gently and said, "Get away from me! You're making me feel so hot!"
Shen Zhilie moved away slightly. He looked at the slowly rotating ceramic machine and said, "Come, I'll teach you."
"You can?"
"I used to accompany my mom to play a few times. I've probably seen how other people play."
Shen Zhilie used his finger to gently push it to the center, and a dent slowly appeared in the clay.
Ye Qianqian looked over and poked it with her finger. She chuckled and said, "This is easy. I heard that the difficult part lies in the heat control and timing. Otherwise, it will crack easily."
"Let's try."
Shen Zhilie couldn't help but wrap his arms around her. Especially when he thought about the taste of last night, he felt uncomfortable all over.
Ye Qianqian immediately sensed that something was wrong as the heat surged.
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