grandpa is not sick

Chapter 29 Unexpectedly
The palm of the dry, warm and beautiful big hand like a work of art is covered with the back of the smaller hand, which is also beautiful like a work of art. The whole person is completely enveloped in an instant, and the tip of the nose is covered with the faint smell of clay besides the smell of clay. The clean, as if spotless smell enveloped Fu Qingliu's back almost touching Fu Yixun's chest, and she even felt it through two thin layers of fabric and a thin layer of air. A strong heartbeat in his chest.

Plop, plop, plop... Puff plop puff...

She seemed to be lost in the heartbeat for a moment, unable to tell whether the heart that was beating so fast was hers or the one she had paid for, until the hand covering the back of her hand suddenly trembled, and the cylinder that was slowly forming was formed again. Soft, she was startled and immediately came back to her senses, and wanted to make amends, but the hands covering the back of her hands were retracted, and she pressed the switch, the cylinder was like an old man twisted to the waist, and the posture of convex and concave was strangely fixed over there.

The sound of the machine stopped, the studio fell silent, and a little bit of embarrassment and a little pink atmosphere quietly spread—until Fu Qingliu sighed at the weird twisted cylinder in a puzzled manner, "No wonder I If you can't become a potter, you don't have that talent at all."

No one answered, and after a few seconds, Fu Qingliu heard Fu Yixun's voice from above, "Come up to eat first."

Fu Qingliu turned her head, but only saw Fu Yixun's figure walking away quickly on the open glass door.

Fu Yixun quickly went up to the second floor and walked into his room, turned on the faucet, took a handful of water and splashed it on his face, the cold liquid falling on his face made the scalding feeling even more prominent, he took another After connecting several handfuls, my heart beat like a drum, crazy, crazy, crazy, how could he suddenly make such a move?He must have been tempted by the devil, yes, absolutely, that's not his style, he hates touching people and he hates people touching him the most, even a hair would make him feel disgusted, from childhood to Most of them were like this, the feeling of skin-to-skin contact was so exaggerated that it would make him feel sick and trembling like a poisonous snake crawling up his neck, so it was impossible for him to touch her dirty clay-stained hands without gloves!
Constantly muttering in my heart, Fu Yixun wiped off the water stains on his face, looked at his flushed ears and cheeks in the mirror, took a few deep breaths, and gradually calmed down before walking out of the bathroom and changing out of the clothes with a little paint on his body , then went downstairs into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and took out two fresh steaks and a few brightly colored peppers, took down the cutting board hanging on the wall and the knife inserted in the knife grid, and slowly cut the steak with eyes downcast. up.

Fu Qingliu came out after washing his hands and face in the toilet. Hearing the movement in the kitchen, he walked over, and then saw a tall, delicate and handsome man standing behind the sink with downcast eyes. The gray V-neck thin wool sweater leaked out. Showing his neck and sexy collarbone, his sleeves were pulled up to his elbows, looking very casual, and the clean knife surface that could reflect the silhouette fell slowly along his white and clean fingertips, each slice was cut thick and thin The size is the same, just like him, his house, and his studio, all appear so exquisite and full of artistic flavor.

Fu Qingliu was a little surprised that this person could make dinner by himself, and she even had her share of the dinner he was preparing at this time.

"Do you need my help?" Fu Qingliu asked politely. In fact, she could even peel an apple to remove more than half of the flesh.

Fu Yixun's hand holding the knife trembled, and almost cut into the hand that is more precious to an artist than anything else. He frowned, suddenly feeling displeased, "Go to the living room, don't get in the way here."

Fu Yixun's tone made Fu Qingliu a little unhappy. She could hear the anger towards her in his tone, which was different from his previous neurotic episodes. It could even be said that his neurotic episodes were very cute, just like A tsundere peacock with fried hair, it will only attack after being teased, and it can't be said that it is annoying to be capricious, and she thought they had a good time getting along in the studio not long ago, and even almost made it together A cylinder, and he suddenly attacked her for no reason, which made Fu Qingliu feel like he was slapped.

It felt really bad.

Fu Qingliu has always been proud, so he curled his lips carelessly and said lazily, "If you haven't started yet, you don't have to prepare my share. I'll go back." After saying that, he turned and left.

"I'm already preparing!" Fu Yixun held the knife and stared at Fu Qingliu's back unhappily.

"It's just that you can eat some colored peppers by yourself, or you can put them back in the refrigerator." Fu Qingliu waved his back to Fu Yixun, making up his mind not to stay for dinner, making himself uncomfortable .This guy is not only mentally ill, but also slightly capricious. She really only needs to find inspiration from him, and doesn't need to have a good relationship with him.

Fu Yixun stared at Fu Qingliu's disappearing figure outside the glass door, the knife in his hand was jammed heavily into the cutting board and stood upright, thinking that he didn't need to eat dinner, he was already full of anger.Turned around twice, angry at his inexplicable anger, of course he couldn't be influenced by such an unreserved and nasty woman!Of course not!

The sun had already set, but the sky was still very bright, the moonlight sprinkled a lot on the ground, and there seemed to be the sound of frogs screaming all around.

It's a bit like being in the country.

Fu Qingliu walked slowly along the side of the road. As soon as the wind blew, the unhappiness in her heart quickly disappeared. Her steps were light as if a cat was walking, slowly swaying from side to side as if drunk. It felt that she looked indifferent and cold.It's just strangers who are familiar with each other and need to use each other.

The dazzling headlights shone brightly behind her, and a white Ferrari drove quickly, and then suddenly stopped beside her, and the door of the co-pilot's seat was opened from the inside.

"Get in the car." Fu Yixun sat in the driver's seat and said calmly.

Fu Qingliu slammed the door of the passenger seat, opened the rear door and got in, then grinned heartlessly at Fu Yixun, who saw her face darker from the rearview mirror.

The car shot off from the spot like an arrow, until it stopped in front of Shili Gallery, Fu Qingliu opened the door and got out, neither of them said a word.

Fu Yixun stared at Fu Qingliu's disappearing figure in Shili Gallery, patted the steering wheel as if to vent his anger, and drove away at high speed after a few seconds.

Obviously, like the previous few times, they once again ended their relationship this time with an unhappiness.

(End of this chapter)