The Infatuated Second Male Lead Doesn't Exist [Transmigration into Book]

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Yu Yan is a very knowledgeable person. He simply taught them the operation methods and precautions and then walked away, leaving them some space.

Yunpei actually did this with his mother before, but when he was young, it was just for fun. He made two mud dumplings and did nothing.

His mother, on the other hand, would often make something here, and occasionally she would make a small animal out of clay for him to play with. Yun Pei would sit next to her and watch her.

Seeing that he was a little distracted, Qin Mingyuan called him, reached out and rubbed his cheek with his knuckles, "What are you thinking about?"

Yun Pei came back to his senses and shook his head, "No, I just wanted to do something."

Qin Mingyuan recalled the glued tea cup he had seen in his room, and tentatively said: "Let's make a cup. Don't they say a cup means a lifetime? How about we make each other a cup?"

Yun Pei raised his eyes to look at him, feeling that he had guessed what he was thinking. He paused and nodded, "Okay, let's make a cup."

After making a decision, Qin Mingyuan put on an apron. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He didn't feel funny even wearing this. Instead, he seemed to have an extra fashionable item.

Yun Pei understood very well that Aunt Zeng always lamented how good the other person would be if she were her model. The man's figure was indeed as good as a supermodel.

Seeing his unblinking eyes looking at him, Qin Mingyuan felt that he was being pleased. He picked up another apron and went over to help him put it on while asking, "Does it look good?"

Yun Pei came back to his senses and looked away, "It's pretty good-looking."

The corners of Qin Mingyuan's mouth curved, and his hands went around behind him to help him tie his straps. After that, he picked him up from the wheelchair and placed him on the low stool prepared beside the pottery wheel.

Seeing that he wanted to start first, Yun Pei did not shirk. He took the clay, kneaded it briefly, added some water, and put it on the pottery wheel.

The pottery wheel is automatic, and the pottery clay will deform as soon as you touch it with your hand. It is a bit difficult to master, and it is not as simple as it seems when others make it.

When people start to study something new and interesting, they will unconsciously focus on it, and Yun Pei is no exception.

He was so immersed in shaping the clay that he didn't realize that Qin Mingyuan had dragged a stool and sat behind him, put his arms around his waist, and put his chin on his shoulder, watching the movements of his hands comfortably.

Perhaps because of his artistic talent, Yunpei learned things quickly. After mastering the feel and skills, he was gradually able to create decent shapes.