Zhang Moyan was pulled to the backyard by Xiao Xingyu, and opened a door, which turned out to be a porcelain art studio.
There is a complete range of equipment for making porcelain such as beaters, molding machines, clay scouring machines, and drawing machines. There is a gas kiln against the wall, and the fire in the kiln is booming.
There is a long workbench in the middle of the room, which is a bit messy. There are large and small clay blocks, turning tools, calipers, scrapers, pencils, carving knives, pliers, and a pile of alcohol and release agents.
Bottles and cans.
Zhang Moyan understood everything at this glance: "It turns out that Jiang Dazhu asked you to make porcelain for him here!"
"Otherwise, what do you think it is?" Xiao Xingyu asked curiously.
Zhang Moyan did not dare to look directly into his eyes, and smiled a little naively. She handed him the cloth bag in her hand: "By the way, Teacher Xiao, these are the clothes you want."
Xiao Xingyu took the bag, looked inside, and praised: "It's quite complete, thank you! But I took the wrong underwear, I won't wear boxers now."
Zhang Moyan couldn't help but glance at him, and changed her prepared "you're welcome" to "oh".
"Because boxers mean too weak in Japanese."
"...Oh."
Zhang Moyan didn't know what "oh" meant, and his face felt a little hot. But looking at Xiao Xingyu, his expression and tone showed no scruples at all. It was really just common knowledge.
Xiao Xingyu put the cloth bag on the sofa aside and told Zhang Moyan to help himself. He sat down at the workbench and took a pick knife to carve a fist-sized piece of clay.
He wasn't wearing any work clothes or apron, and was still wearing the same big-name outfit as yesterday, so the whole scene looked like a professional model posing for a hard photo.
His familiarity and familiarity are very vivid, and his engaging expression is very charming.
"Why haven't you seen the finished product? Isn't it difficult to make what Jiang Dazhu wants?" Zhang Moyan walked around the room and asked doubtfully.
Xiao Xingyu kept his hands on his hands and said lazily: "You can't look."
Zhang Moyan turned her head, her curiosity piqued by this sentence. She walked over and sat down opposite Xiao Xingyu: "Why can't you show it to me?"
Xiao Xingyu raised his eyes and glanced at her: "It's not that I won't show it to you, but that you can't see it."
Zhang Moyan's curiosity became even more intense: "I really want to take a look at Teacher Xiao's works. I've only seen you make embryos at Mr. Xiao's place before. I haven't seen your complete creations yet. Teacher Xiao's craftsmanship
It must be really good, otherwise Jiang Dazhu wouldn’t have detained you here?”
Xiao Xingyu put down what he was doing and stared at her for a while: "Do you really want to see it?"
"Well, I want to see it."
"You may be disappointed after reading this!"
"..." Zhang Moyan, "It shouldn't be possible..."
Xiao Xingyu seemed to be very kind but reluctant. He wiped his hands with a piece of cat essence at hand and stood up: "Okay, then come here!"
Zhang Moyan followed him to a wooden cabinet in the northwest corner of the house. Xiao Xingyu opened the door of the upper cabinet and took out a brocade box slightly smaller than a shoe box.
Zhang Moyan came up with great reverence and met Xiao Xingyu's slightly smiling eyes. His smile was full of meaning, but it was a pity that she couldn't tell the clues.
Under his tacit and encouraging look, Zhang Moyan happily reached out and opened the brocade box, and then stared at it with eyes wide open.
This, this, what is this?!
In the brocade box lay several small ceramic baubles, each about the size of a fist, and they were actually a man and a woman...
Zhang Moyan's vision was shocked and he looked at it in surprise. He was dumbfounded for at least three minutes.
Then he watched Xiao Xingyu take out a piece from a box lined with soft silk, and hung it ten centimeters in front of Zhang Moyan's eyes to admire it: "My craftsmanship is good, right?"
Zhang Moyan's eyes naturally followed.
His fingers are slender, and his thumb and middle finger are holding porcelain to play with, while the other fingers are naturally relaxed, just like the lotus mudra that the Buddha formed during his first sexual intercourse after he attained enlightenment to pray for all sentient beings to become Buddhas.
It's just that what the Buddha picked up was a lotus. What he picked up would make people blush.
"This is called Secret Play Porcelain. It is a type of bionic porcelain. Ordinary craftsmen's bionic porcelain can only imitate birds, beasts, insects, fish, and plants. But I can make this. Do you think it is lifelike and lifelike?"
It is indeed lifelike, the male statue even has abdominal muscles, it is really scary!
Zhang Moyan's face was burning. She wanted to say something to him, but when she raised her head, she saw a smooth neck and Xiao Xingyu's clear jawline.
Suddenly my heart started beating wildly and I forgot everything I wanted to say.
In the dark corner of the room, she almost leaned her head to admire this good thing. Neither of them said a word. There was nothing unfamiliar to her in the air warmed by the kiln fire.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Xingyu asked from above his head.
Zhang Moyan's gaze moved upward, and he met a pair of soul-stirring eyes, and his brain stopped functioning for a few seconds.
"Mo Yan." Xiao Xingyu's throat rolled, and he shouted her name without any warning. His voice was a hundred times deeper and sexier than what he heard on the mobile phone.
...My legs are so soft.
"Huh?" Zhang Moyan regained some consciousness.
Xiao Xingyu grabbed her eyes, was silent for a while, and said sternly: "Your eyes are very dirty."
"What, what?" Zhang Moyan's heart stopped and he turned away with a blushing face.
No, is her look really obscene?
I can’t help but reflect on myself.
After adjusting his mood slightly, Zhang Moyan hurriedly changed the topic: "How can Teacher Xiao's skills be used to make these things?"
"Of course I wouldn't do it normally," Xiao Xingyu raised an eyebrow, "But didn't you break Lang Hong? I want Jiang Dazhu's Lang Hong on this condition. He is really smart. I don't want anything else in my life.
I know how much I have to do, but this is the only way I can do it once in my life."
Zhang Moyan bit her lip and said nothing. Under Xiao Xingyu's gaze, her cheeks turned crimson and her lips were bright red. This look of curiosity, shyness, and a bit of a dilemma made people want to be tortured and they wanted to catch her.
Come here and eat it hard.
"Idiot."
Zhang Moyan looked up in confusion, why did he scold her again?
"Did you break the porcelain?" Xiao Xingyu scolded gently, "You don't deny it! Why should you be responsible if it wasn't your fault?"
Zhang Moyan: "But I didn't admit it either..."
Hearing this, Xiao Xingyu laughed for a moment, and then focused his probing eyes on her: "Don't admit it, don't deny it either. Is this your attitude?"
Zhang Moyan was speechless, yes, that was her attitude.
Xiao Xingyu glanced at her and put the things in his hands into the brocade box.
"You will definitely be a scumbag in the future."
Zhang Moyan's eyes widened: "Ah? What?"
Xiao Xingyu looked very experienced: "It can be seen from your attitude of neither admitting nor denying this matter that you will definitely be a scumbag who does not take the initiative, refuses, and is irresponsible in the relationship between men and women in the future!" Zhang Moyan was stunned and said: "How can this and this be the same thing? There is no deductive relationship between the two. I am not a scumbag!"
"Oh," Xiao Xingyu seemed to be in disbelief, "then what would you be like?"
Zhang Moyan couldn't wait to express: "I will confess to the person I like, I will take the initiative, and I will definitely be responsible!"
He spoke so vigorously and so loudly that Xiao Xingyu almost laughed.
Only then did Zhang Moyan realize that it seemed like she was confessing her love to Xiao Xingyu!
My temples were pounding, and I wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl under.
"Do you think Jiang Dazhu is making things difficult for me?" Xiao Xingyu lowered his eyes and approached the woman who was burying her head, and gently smelled the fragrance on her hair.
Zhang Moyan nodded.
"How do you think he will embarrass me?"
"..." She didn't dare to say
"Be tortured? Forced to drink chili pepper? Eat pig and dog food?"
"..." It's much more outrageous than these!
"Do you think he is particularly dangerous here?"
This can be admitted. Zhang Moyan looked into his eyes and nodded.
Xiao Xingyu paused for a moment: "Then you are still coming?"
Zhang Moyan was slightly stunned.
Then I thought this question was strange: "We are friends, of course I care about you if you are in danger!"
"...Friend?" Xiao Xingyu showed displeasure.
Zhang Moyan looked at him in confusion, and then seemed to realize, yes, she just wanted to treat Xiao Xingyu as a friend, but others may not.
"Yes... I unilaterally think we are friends." So disappointing.
Xiao Xingyu is really speechless, my friend, you are a ghost!
His tone immediately became unhappy and he said deliberately: "That's good, I thought you wanted to do something that would move me so that I could accept you!"
Zhang Moyan was speechless for a few seconds and quickly denied: "No, no, I didn't mean that. I told you last time that we are not suitable! I will not force Teacher Xiao to do something that goes against my own will."
She also absolutely cannot accept formal marriage.
When Xiao Xingyu heard this, he was so angry that he finally managed to hold back: "It's true, you have low self-esteem because of your family background. What if you put aside your family background?"
Zhang Moyan smiled lightly: "You are so outstanding, I'm so happy to meet you! I want to find a man who is the right match for my family. I don't want the gap between the two families to be too great, which will make my parents feel inferior for no reason!"<
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What a perfect match, what a filial daughter!
You no longer feel inferior, but I feel inferior because the conditions are so good!
Xiao Xingyu's lips curved slightly to hide his depressed mood, and he put the brocade box into the cabinet with a "dong" sound.
"I'm going to be busy. There's a bed in one of the rooms. You can go and sleep!"
