The eyes of Chi Xingyu and Zhong Yi lit up almost at the same time.

Who would refuse such a good thing.

The two people who knew the location hurriedly changed their clothes, and found a very embarrassing thing just before going out.

Chi Xingyu is too young, and he hasn't passed his driver's license yet.

He can't drive a car.

Zhong Yi sat in the driver's seat smartly, saw his embarrassment, and smiled, "What's the matter, are you waiting for me?"

Chi Xingyu: "..."

annoying.

He originally wanted to take out his mobile phone to hail a taxi by himself, only to find that his mobile phone had also been confiscated by the program crew. Chi Xingyu, who had never begged anyone in his life, stood aside and frowned coolly.

Zhong Yi said: "Why don't I suffer a little bit, you call me brother, how about I let you rub the car again?"

"..."

Chi Xingyu's face darkened, he raised his head to look at the program crew not far away, and a wicked light flashed in his eyes.

The staff flinched.

Chi Xingyu walked over and extended his hand to the choreographer who had put away his phone.

The director said: "You, what are you doing?"

Chi Xingyu said: "Mobile phone."

Although Chi Xingyu was young, his aura was not inferior to the other guests at all, and it was even sharper and more difficult to deal with.

The director was terrified, but still bit the bullet and said: "Mobile phones are not allowed in the show, this is a rule."

Chi Xingyu was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he went to find it by himself, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

The director felt that his wig was about to be pulled off, so he had no choice but to say: "The phone is really not with me, so I handed it in for safekeeping."

Chi Xingyu clicked his tongue in displeasure, "Then I can't possibly walk over with my feet."

It's annoying not having a driver's license or something.

Just then, a figure in a black suit walked into the camera.

"You want to use the car, right?"

Chi Xingyu glanced over and thought it was the staff of the show at first reaction, but it was obvious that he was not in the same style when he looked at the clothes.

Zhou Zhe explained: "I am Mr. Jiang's secretary, and he asked me to come see you off."

Mr. Jiang, Jiang Ciyan?

Chi Xingyu turned to look at Jiang Ciyan who was sitting behind the glass window.

At first, Jiang Ciyan, who had been working all the time, raised his head at some point, and nodded to Chi Xingyu as a greeting.

Chi Xingyu couldn't control why Jiang Ciyan helped him, so he followed Zhou Zhe into the car and drove towards the location given by the program team.

Seeing this, Zhong Yi hurriedly followed.

The two arrived at the pottery shop almost at the same time, and saw Tong Sui and Zhou Siyuan sitting on a small bench in the shop through the glass window.

They sat next to each other, with a turntable in front of them, making the same mud embryo, and their fingers stained with mud would "accidentally" bump into each other from time to time.

Chi Xingyu was like a stray dog who was locked outside to watch other people make out, but the dog inside was still smelling like tea.

He didn't think he was inferior in any way.

So Chi Xingyu pushed open the door of the pottery hall vigorously, and with the crisp sound of wind chimes, the owner raised his head.

The owner of the shop is a young and beautiful girl. She never thought that she could receive so many outstanding customers in a row today.

When Tong Sui and Zhou Siyuan came, she was a little dizzy, and she calmed down after seeing the following cameras.

Although she didn't know him, it should be an artist or something.

I just didn't expect anyone else to come.

What kind of a good day is today, to be able to receive so many handsome guys with different styles at the same time?!

The shopkeeper, who had been excited for a long time, came back to his senses. Thinking that the show would be broadcast, in order not to let himself die too much, the shopkeeper took a few deep breaths and said calmly, "Are you two together?"

"Who was with him?"

Chi Xingyu and Zhong Yi spoke in unison, and each took two steps away.

And their voices reached Tong Sui's ears.

Tong Sui raised his head, and saw the two pillars standing at the door that were about to block the entire store door, and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Compared to Tong Sui's obvious surprise, Zhou Siyuan sitting beside him was much calmer.

Sure enough, the program group was not that kind.

The location of the pottery hall is quite large, but Zhong Yi and Chi Xingyu chose a location near Tongsui with a tacit understanding.

The scene where there were only Tong Sui and Sui suddenly became crowded.

The owner distributed aprons for them all.

Hearing the explanation beside his ears, Chi Xingyu's attention actually fell on Tong Sui next to him.

Tong Sui lowered his head and was seriously fiddling with the mud embryo in front of him. His snow-white fingers were stained with dark mud, and he didn't know how he rubbed a little on his cheek.

He was very clean.

The mud embryo was shaped into the shape of a cup little by little under the careful production of childhood.

Tong Sui pouted his lips in satisfaction, revealing the little joy in his heart.

Chi Xingyu snorted.

He is so childish, how can he be so happy playing with mud.

At this time, the other hands came up and twirled Tong Sui's fingers, like a tangled vine, Zhou Siyuan whispered in his ear: "Would it be better to grind it here?"

Tong Sui said: "It seems to be."

The scene in front of him hurt him deeply.

Chi Xingyu just watched Tong Sui foolishly being grabbed by someone's hand, and still didn't notice the strange idiot look, not to mention that the distance between the two was only a few centimeters.

His eyes were inexplicably hot, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Tong Sui."

When he called his name, Tong Sui looked over.

Chi Xingyu's face was very stinky, but he restrained himself a little when Tong Sui looked over, and he could still see that he was in a bad mood now.

Probably not interested in doing these crafts.

Tong Sui thought that the program team arranged for them to come and do the task, he said: "Should we leave first after finishing?"

These words fell into Chi Xingyu's ears, but they became the source of ignition.

Tong Sui just wants him to leave quickly?

Chi Xingyu's face was so heavy that he could squeeze water out of his hands. Like when he was eating in the morning, he couldn't help but pull someone's chair, dragging Tong Sui in front of him forcefully.

"But I don't want to go yet."

Tong Sui was taken aback by his actions.

The moment he lost his balance, he supported Chi Xingyu's arm, and made a clear handprint on his clean white shirt with his muddy hand.

He stained Chi Xingyu's clothes.

Tong Sui felt guilty for a while, and completely forgot to pursue Chi Xingyu's unreasonable action.

Chi Xingyu didn't even notice that his clothes were dirty, but stared straight at Tong Sui, "Don't you like playing with mud very much, and you are responsible for this too."

Tong Sui opened his eyes.

Who likes playing in mud?

But his eyes touched the black handprint on Chi Xingyu's sleeve, and he lowered his head again. Anyway, if you do one, you can do it, and you can do two.

Tong Sui obediently played with the mud.

Chi Xingyu folded his hands and watched from the side, like a black-hearted supervisor bullying the honest people under him.

The barrage can't stand it anymore:

—Do you have thorns on your hands?What are you doing hiding so far?

——Sui Bao: Wronged Baba

——Can you, can you change someone?

Compared to the parties involved, the audience in the barrage is even more anxious than them.

Chi Xingyu, who couldn't see the barrage, seemed to have received some hint, and finally took action.

Chi Xingyu leaned forward a little, and vaguely smelled the faint fragrance from Tong Sui's body. It didn't seem like the smell from toiletries, but more like a warm fragrance that was hard to describe in detail.

Tong Suizai completed the homework assigned to him by Chi Xingyu very seriously, completely oblivious to the movements of the people around him.

Chi Xingyu moved closer.

With such a close distance, basically only Tong Sui is left in his field of vision.

Chi Xingyu had never observed anyone so seriously before, his vision followed the slender eyelashes, passed by the small bridge of the nose, and stayed on Tong Sui's lips for an exceptionally long time.

When Tong Sui is serious, his mouth will protrude out a little unconsciously, so that the originally inconspicuous lip beads are squeezed and fall on the lips like water drops.

Chi Xingyu didn't know how long he looked at it before he moved his eyes away with difficulty.

Needless to say, he himself felt that he was a pervert, so he stared at the same position for so long. It was all mouth. Why did he think that the child looks so different?

Chi Xingyu suddenly thought of the saying that he didn't know where he saw it.

To like someone is to discover his difference.

Even the smell on his body was particularly attractive, Chi Xingyu took a breath, and his eyes fell on Tong Sui's hands.

The dark mud made his fingers whiter, like white jade eroded by pollution, adding a touch of flawed beauty.

Zhou Siyuan's actions just now appeared in Chi Xingyu's mind. Apart from pure admiration, there were other thoughts.

His heartbeat involuntarily accelerated, but his expression became more and more tense.

He stretched out his hand and approached. Chi Xingyu was used to being upright and aboveboard in everything he did, because he had never done such a sneaky thing before, and his movements were so deliberate that he could see it as long as he had eyes.

Chi Xingyu is not interested in pottery, he is only interested in childhood from the beginning to the end.

The mud embryo on the turntable had already been made into a basic shape by Tong Sui, but Chi Xingyu's hand moved closer at this moment.

Tong Sui's hand turned away, and a hole was printed on the clay embryo.

"What are you doing?"

Tong Sui muttered dissatisfiedly, without even looking up at Chi Xingyu.

He was almost done with difficulty.

Chi Xingyu didn't care at all what he had made of the mud, so he didn't hide his intentions at all, and directly held Tong Sui's hand.

"Stop it." Come and see me.

Tong Sui's hands were wet with mud, and when pinched, it was smooth except for soft flesh, so soft that it seemed that he could not pinch bones.

Tong Sui looks very thin, how can his hands be so soft to the touch?

Chi Xingyu couldn't help but frowned, why did his hands feel different from other boys?

Tong Sui didn't know what he wanted to do.Just let him fiddle with it, but Chi Xingyu didn't think it was dirty at all, and he didn't intend to let go until his hands were covered in mud.

Tong Sui, who reacted a little slower, also realized that such an action was a little ambiguous, and he struggled to withdraw his hand.

But Chi Xingyu domineeringly grabbed him even tighter.

Tong Sui said: "Let go quickly."

Chi Xingyu said: "Hold it for a while."

He rubbed the back of Tong Sui's hand affectionately, but he was still reluctant to let go.