“Jealousy, my ass! How childish can you get?” Ye Qianqian pushed him away and turned to walk off. “Let’s go! The clay work studio is over there.”
Ye Qianqian’s posture while walking didn’t look very natural. Shen Zhilie rushed up to her and held her arm. “Let’s go together,” he said.
Ye Qianqian glared at him before looking around for the studio.
It was clear that her main purpose in ing had been for the clay work studio.
When she entered the room, she found it filled with many girls acpanied by their male other halves.
Ye Qianqian and Shen Zhilie swiped their tickets and walked in. They picked an empty table that no one was using.
The tables were arranged apart from each other with a partition to separate them. No one at a table could see what anyone at another table was doing.
It was Ye Qianqian’s first time taking part in such an activity. She put on her apron and sat down. She looked at the tutorial posted on the partition and quickly got to work.
Shen Zhilie had never done this before either. They kneaded the clay into a ball. Their hands were covered with a gray layer of wet clay.
“What do we do next?” Ye Qianqian was at a loss on how to proceed. “How do we switch on this ceramic machine?”
“Let me take a look…” Shen Zhilie scrutinized the machine and pressed the power button. The ceramic machine slowly came to life and began spinning.
They were finally getting to the crux of the activity. Ye Qianqian was filled with excitement.
Ye Qianqian put both hands on the clay and it spun with the machine. Looking at the traces the fingers left behind on the clay and the resulting shape that was created gave her an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
The clay was a long cylinder one moment and pressed into a short stumpy lump in the next. Ye Qianqian was having a lot of fun with it.
Shen Zhilie watched by the side as Ye Qianqian experimented with the clay. She glanced at him and asked, “Why don’t you try your hand at this at another table? This is fun!”
“I don’t want to.” Shen Zhilie went forward. His tall frame leaned onto her from the back. “Let’s do it together.”
Ye Qianqian’s body suddenly sprang back. The sudden nearness of him resulted in a gradual rise in her temperature.
Ye Qianqian looked to the left and the right and unfortably said, “Don’t do that. It won’t be good if someone catches us.”
“What?” Shen Zhilie lowered his head. She could feel his breath at the crook of her neck. “So what if someone sees us? It’s not like we’re doing anything inappropriate.”
As he spoke, he rested his hand gently on Ye Qianqian’s.
Both their hands were dirty as they stuck onto the off-white clay.
Ye Qianqian watched as the clay slowly took the shape of whatever their hands molded it into. She suddenly recalled the scene of a movie that she had watched before.
Shen Zhilie pressed his body even closer to her and whispered, “Is this your first time doing this?”
It was rare for Shen Zhilie’s voice was to be so soft and gentle. Ye Qianqian suddenly found something different about him.
Was he deliberately seducing her?
Ye Qianqian could identify Shen Zhilie’s intentions immediately. Nevertheless, she couldn’t control the effect that Shen Zhilie’s actions had. Her heart began to pound.
When she heard his question, Ye Qianqian’s disfort increased. She nudged him away lightly and said, “Keep a distance from me! You’re making me feel very hot!”
Shen Zhilie inched away a little. He looked at the slowly spinning machine and said, “e, I’ll teach you.”
“Do you know how to use this?”
“I acpanied my mother at the ceramics studio a few times. I learned from watching how other people did it.”
Shen Zhilie pressed his middle finger to the center of the clay. An indentation slowly appeared.
Ye Qianqian looked over and tried poking it with her finger. She chuckled and said, “That’s easy. I heard that the difficult part is in firing it. The temperature and time have to be accurate or the ceramic will crack.”
“e try it.”
Unable to restrain his emotions, Shen Zhilie circled his arms around her. The thought of their activities the night before made Ye Qianqian feel on edge.
A heat suddenly rose within her. Ye Qianqian felt that something wasn’t right.
Her body tensed. She nervously looked at her surroundings. She fidgeted and pushed him away. In a low voice, she asked, “Are you crazy?”
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