Wen Yan, Gu Anhui's face is green and red, standing in the spot is particularly awkward.

Zhao Siqing looked at her and didn't speak. He dragged Huo Jingchen to the wheel of the wheel car. He said softly, "can't you really be beaten?"

Huo Jingchen sneered and looked at her with black eyes: "Oh, you dare to hit me."

Zhao Siqing avoided his sight and sat in front of the wheel car and whispered, "who let you take advantage of me?"

Looking at the little woman not far away, Huo Jingchen's eyes are dark and unclear.

Recently He's going crazy.

More and more uncontrollable want to kiss her, want to make her cry!

Huo Jingchen's Adam's Apple moved, slowly lowered his eyes to cover his surging desire, and tried to make himself appear calm.

Putting the clay on the turntable, Zhao Siqing realized that he didn't seem to have figured out what kind of ceramic bottle to make, and dragged Huo Jingchen to the shelf on the other side.

Looking at her holding her hand, Huo Jingchen's lips slightly raised a arc and followed her.

"Which shape do you like?" Zhao Siqing carefully looked at all kinds of bottles and jars on the shelf, but he didn't figure out what he would like to make.

Two people look seriously, Gu Anhui and her companion are standing in the position of the front desk.

"Huihui, what shall we do now?" Asked the companion in a low voice.

Gu Anhui, under the pressure of jealousy at the bottom of her heart, moved her eyes away from the backs of Huo Jingchen and Zhao Siqing, and then fell on the clay on the wheel of the wheel car.

Because the clay is stained with water, it is much softer than the clay that has not been kneaded.

Gu Anhui's eyes narrowed, and her fundus flashed a little calculation.

She walked forward quietly, took out the thin blade from the toolbox on the other side, then looked at the backs of the two men, stepped forward, and inserted the blade into the clay from the back.

After all this, Gu Anhui stares at Zhao Siqing's back, gently tugs at his lips, and then says to his friend Wen, "let's go."

"But But Huo Shao... "

Gu Anhui looked at Huo Jingchen's back and said slowly: "now his heart is on Zhao Siqing. It's useless for us to stay, but there are so many beautiful women. He will be tired of one day."

Smell speech, friend nodded, some unwilling way: "really don't know this Zhao Siqing in the end to make what means!"

*On the other side, Zhao Siqing and Huo Jingchen finally chose a vase shape with a wide mouth and a thin waist. Zhao Siqing plans to wait until the blank is dried, and then apply the sky blue colored glaze, which should be very beautiful.

When the two returned to the wheel car turntable, Huo Jingchen first sat in the right chair.

Then, without waiting for Zhao Siqing to react, he pulled him down and sat in front of him.

Zhao Siqing turned his head and looked at him. He brushed his cheek and his side face lightly, which made her uncomfortable.

This time, this man is really more and more lawless.

Zhao Siqing knew that her psychological defense line was also in a bit of rout, just like now, it's hard for her to have the first kind of exclusion against him.

Zhao Siqing turned his head, and his eyes fell on the turntable in front of him. His hands fell on the outside of the clay. He said softly, "can you pull the blanks?"

"Can't pull the blank, can kiss, learn?" Huo Jingchen spoke lightly.

The warm breath fell in Zhao Siqing's ear, and his voice was frivolous.

Zhao Siqing's ears are slightly red. She doesn't look back. Wen Sheng says, "Huo Jingchen, will you promise me to be a person?"