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Taking advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Tao Qing specially invited Yue Ziming to play in Tao's pottery room.

The pottery room in their house was set up when he was a child, because his grandmother saw that he liked to play with mud when he was alive, so he set up this pottery room specially.

Tao Qing took Yue Ziming's hand into the pottery room, and showed Yue Ziming his past pottery works with a smile.

"Brother Ming, look, I made all these pottery works, do they look good?"

"You also drew the color?"

Tao Qing nodded proudly, "Yes, it's pretty good, right? Have you been surprised by me?"

Yue Ziming looked around, looking at the pottery works on the display shelf, each one was exquisite, and some of them were very cute.

"Did you make those cute little cups when you were a kid?"

"Well, I made it when I was three years old, and it still has my finger prints on it."

Tao Qing took Yue Ziming's hand and walked to the display stand, and took down a small beige cup, which was very cute in shape, like a small cheese.

"Brother Ming, look here. This is the fingerprint I pressed too hard when I was a child, and it still remains."

Tao Qing pointed out to Yue Ziming where the fingerprint was, and Yue Ziming leaned over to look, and sure enough there was a faint fingerprint.

Yue Ziming fondled Tao Qing's hair, "I didn't expect Xiaoqing to be so good at pottery."

"I don't really understand it, I just play around. Anyway, my parents don't have any requirements for me, just be happy. They will play whatever I want, except for what I can't touch."

Yue Ziming looked at Tao Qing with envious eyes, "Uncles and aunts dote on you very much, and your brother also dotes on you very much."

"I'm the youngest in the family. Of course I should be spoiled. Brother Ming should also spoil me, otherwise I won't want you."

Yue Ziming hugged Tao Qing's waist from behind, and kissed Tao Qing's earlobe, "Well, I spoil you, and I will spoil you all my life."

Tao Qing showed a happy and proud expression, then smiled and said, "Brother Ming, do you want to make a cup? Let's make a pair of cups together and engrave our names on them. For example, my cup is Yue Ziming's lifetime. For one life, your cup will be Tao Qing's life, how about it?"

"Okay, but I don't know how to pottery, you have to teach me."

"Okay, I will teach you patiently."

Tao Qing took things out of the toolbox, cleaned the mold, and then poured grout into the mold.

After about half an hour, the mud in the mold condensed into a mud base, and Tao Qing turned the mud base out of the mold.

"Next, let's dry the mud first, and then trim the mud with a blanking machine. You can make whatever shape you want."

Yue Ziming followed Tao Qing and sat in front of the blanking machine. His hands were placed on the clay cake following Tao Qing's movements. With the rotation of the blanking machine, he slowly squeezed the clay cake into a cup. shape.

However, after all, Yue Ziming was doing pottery for the first time, so he failed somewhat.

"Brother Ming, you're so stupid." Tao Qing teased from the side, "Brother Ming, I never thought you'd have such a strong mind and so stiff limbs."

"Qingqing, if you laugh again, believe it or not, I won't let you get out of bed tonight?"

Tao Qing pursed his lips, "Okay, I won't talk about you, just watch me do it and learn how I do it."

Following Tao Qing's movements, Yue Ziming kneaded the clay into a cup shape little by little, and then gently wiped the rough surface smooth with a sponge and flannelette.

After they finished the cups, Tao Qing put the two cups into a small kiln for the first firing.

As soon as the time for the first firing was up, Tao Qing took out two cups, and after coloring the cups, he engraved "Yue Ziming I am forever" and "Tao Qing is forever" on the cups.

"After the color is good, the second firing can be carried out, and the second firing is complete."

Yue Ziming looked at the mud mark on Tao Qing's cheek, he smiled and helped to wipe it off, but who knew that there was mud on his hands too, and the more he wiped it, the dirtier it became.

"Brother Ming, look at you, you weren't very dirty at first, but now you make it even uglier."

"Qingqing is not ugly, Qingqing is pure and cute."

After finishing speaking, Yue Ziming put his arms around Tao Qing's neck and kissed his soft lips, soft, soft and sweet like fudge.