Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Ruomu turned off the machine and stood in front of Xiao Jun anxiously, "Did I wake you up?"

Xiao Jun walked into the balcony, "Get up and drink a glass of water, I heard some movement from your side."

In fact, I came to see her because I was afraid that she would not be able to sleep.

And I stood behind her and watched for a long time. I thought she would find him, but I didn't expect that she was so focused that she didn't hear his voice at all.

Of course, what surprised him even more was that she could use a drawing machine.

This is something Xiao Jun is interested in recently, and he is still learning, but the finished product is still like a rough thing in a child's handicraft class.

But when Ruomu was making pottery just now, he was skillful and beautiful in shape. If Xiao Jun hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that it was made by her hands.

She has studied it?

This surprised Xiao Jun very much.

Looking at the ruined belly vase at this moment, Xiao Jun felt that it was a pity. If it took shape, it should be a great work of art.

"You haven't fallen asleep since I left?" Xiao Jun sat on the small chair, picked up the soft yellow mud on the drawing machine, and squeezed it casually in his hands.

Ruomu stood beside his body and said, "I couldn't sleep all this time. I wanted to water the flowers. When I saw this casting machine, I couldn't resist playing with it... Can I give you back a piece of mud tomorrow?"

What this silly girl said almost made him laugh, would he care about this piece of mud?

But he deliberately maintained a serious expression and said, "No."

"Ah..." Seeing that she was at a loss.

Xiao Jun changed the subject: "Unless you teach me how to make that kind of vase."

Ruomu was stunned for two seconds, realized that he was joking, smiled relievedly, and squatted beside him, "You turn on the machine, and I will teach you now."

When she was excited, she was more like a child.

Xiao Jun then moved the chair back and glanced behind her: "Take the stool and sit here."

She found a small bench from the wall, held the small bench, and sat obediently beside him.

Xiao Jun turned his body sideways, pointed in front of himself: "Sit here."

She blinked, but still hugged the small bench, put it in front of him, leaned against his chest, sat between his legs, and was almost hugged by him in his arms.

Xiao Jun stretched out his hands to hug her, and stretched out his hands to knead the mud balls together.

The distance between the two was very close, their ears were almost touching their ears, and Xiao Jun's chin was almost on her shoulder.

Such a posture is extremely ambiguous and intimate.

Xiao Jun felt her spine becoming more and more stiff, and also heard her more and more rapid breathing, looked at her sideways, and asked deliberately: "Why is your face so red?"

Her eyelashes trembled, and she smiled unnaturally: "You are too close to me, it's a little hot."

Xiao Jun nodded: "There is no way, the place is only this big."

"……Um."

She looked even more embarrassed, but Xiao Junquan pretended he couldn't see, continued to hug her, shaped the mud ball into shape, and asked in her ear, "Shall we start?"

She nodded: "You wet your hands a little first."

"it is good."

Xiao Jun dipped his hands in water, put them on the mud again, and held her hand.

Ruo Mu panicked, and quickly pulled out his hand.

Xiao Jun grabbed her finger again and put it on the mud: "I'm still in the learning stage, you should cover it up first."

She nodded, gave a muffled "hmm", then took a deep breath, as if adjusting her emotions.

Seeing her nervous appearance, Xiao Jun couldn't help raising the corners of his lips.

Is it too much to tease her like this, but I just like to see her nervous...

After Ruomu adjusted her emotions, she seemed to have no distractions. She turned on the machine, dipped her hands in water, and explained while demonstrating: "You put it on the mud like this first, and then put your thumb here, ready to give the mud ball Open your mouth..."

"Left hand or right hand?" Xiao Jun asked sideways.

As soon as he spoke, Ruomu trembled in his arms and hid to the side, but she was sitting in his arms, where else could she hide.

She shrank her neck and said in a low voice: "Well...it doesn't matter, it's fine, it depends on your habit."

"Okay, then the left hand," he said, looking at the drawing machine: "Go ahead."

"Well, after opening your mouth, you just lift it up and lift up the mud ball. At this time, you can reduce the speed a little, so the success rate will be higher..."

"Let me try."

"it is good."

Ruomu slowly withdrew his hand and let his hand replace it, and then assisted him with both hands, helping him slowly lift the mud ball up.

Following the turning of the mud, their hands gradually intertwined. Both hands were covered with clean yellow mud, slippery and sticky, and there was an indescribable sense of intimacy.

And when she was concentrating on making pottery, there was a special light in her eyes, and that expression of incomparable concentration, Xiao Jun couldn't help staring at her all the time, feeling that this girl had become very charming and charming at this moment. sexy.

So she stared at the machine, while Xiao Jun stared at her closely, thinking about many things.

How did she do this, who did she learn from, and how many things she has left, he doesn't understand...

I don't know if it's because of his joining or because she has something on her mind. What was originally intended to be a pot-bellied vase turned into a large bowl with a thin base.

In the end, it was crooked, and with the high-speed operation of the machine, the large bowl with inherent deficiencies eventually turned into a puddle of mud.

Wakagi: "..."

Xiao Jun: "..."

She looked back at him: "how about we do it tomorrow."

Her words made Xiao Jun think too much...

He looked deeply at the girl in his arms and said, "But I want to do it now."

Her mind was pure, she didn't think too much, she just looked at the pile of mud in embarrassment: "You can see it too, I'm not in good condition, I can't teach you today."

"Didn't you make all of them just now, why did I feel bad when I came here?"

As he spoke, his lips touched her face by chance.

Ruomu shrank back and looked at him timidly: "Master Xiao, tomorrow, okay..."

Xiao Jun knew that he should just let it go.

But he was still not reconciled, so he said in a hoarse voice: "Do it again, this time I won't make trouble for you."

She was about to get up, and after hearing this, she sat down again: "Okay, then you can put your hands up after I've fixed my shape."

"it is good."

She cleaned the turntable for mud removal, and put a new mud ball in the center, which was slightly smaller. She mixed the mud ball, and when the machine was running, she held the mud ball with her hands, and Xiao Jun gently covered the mud ball with her hand. On the back of her hand: "Will this affect you?"

She shook her head: "Just don't move around."

"it is good."

This time, the two cooperated tacitly, and once it was formed, Ruomu gently cut the bottom with a rope, took the small round bowl off the turntable, and said to him excitedly: "Look, it's done."