Chapter 320

After the two had a full meal, Yang Mi took Ye Xuan to their destination—

The Clay Figure Chen Art Museum.

Now it was Ye Xuan’s turn to be surprised.

After all, Yang Mi is one of the top fashion queens in the circle; no matter how you look at it, she doesn't seem to have anything to do with the traditional temperament of Clay Figure Chen!

Noticing Ye Xuan’s curiosity, Yang Mi whispered an explanation on the side.

"This is a private art museum; I came here once when I was filming last time."

As Yang Mi said, in the TV series she had just finished filming, there was a scene shot in this art museum.

Since the TV series hadn't aired yet, the art museum hadn't become a hit.

Right now, it happened to be a date holy land in Yang Mi’s mind.

As for the reason, it had to do with the scene filmed here for the TV series.

At that time, Yang Mi and the actor playing the male lead happened to have an ambiguous scene.

After all, the two were doing manual work together in the art museum, physical contact, eye contact, all of that was inevitable...

But whenever it came to this scene, Yang Mi couldn't get into it no matter what.

Although the actor she was paired with was an undisputed handsome man in the entertainment industry.

But in Yang Mi’s eyes, everything was wrong.

If his eyes were a little longer, it would be better.

If his nose were a little higher, it would be better.

If his skin tone were a little darker, it would be better.

When she realized this series of thoughts, Yang Mi was surprised to find...

Everything she was thinking about was Ye Xuan!

With this, Yang Mi simply started self-hypnosis.

Wouldn't it be fine to treat the actor in front of her as Ye Xuan?!

Unexpectedly, with this, this scene was actually filmed very smoothly.

At that time, Yang Mi couldn't forget this place, thinking how great it would be if one day she could bring Ye Xuan here...

So, when Yang Mi was pondering a place, her original idea popped up again.

Recalling the cause and effect, Yang Mi felt her face burning again.

At this moment, Ye Xuan was quite interested in this unique art museum.

Noticing a step ahead, and seeing Yang Mi still in a daze, he took the opportunity to pull Yang Mi’s arm.

When his hand slid down, the two hands were naturally held together.

Feeling the temperature and touch that didn't belong to her from her palm, Yang Mi trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes widened suddenly.

Did this... count as a successful hand-holding?!

However, the next moment, Ye Xuan’s voice came from above her head.

"Watch your step."

Feeling Ye Xuan’s hand pull away in an instant, a trace of regret flashed in Yang Mi’s eyes.

They hadn't even held hands for long, why did he let go so quickly?!

But seeing Ye Xuan had already entered the door first, she secretly cheered herself up again.

She had already asked him out, what was she afraid of?!

If she didn't do anything, she wouldn't have a single chance.

If she tried, maybe there would be a possibility of success?!

Thinking of this, Yang Mi followed quickly.

Stepping into the art museum, Ye Xuan discovered that there was a whole new world inside.

The beige semi-arc staircase extended to the second floor, and the surface design close to wood pulp gave the whole place a touch of simplicity and mystery.

The overall atmosphere was warm-toned, and the beige art texture paint added a bit of primitive texture.

Looking at the exquisite furnishings in the museum, Ye Xuan nodded from time to time as he walked.

"Not bad."

Seeing the look of satisfaction on Ye Xuan’s face, Yang Mi also subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, at the beginning, she was also worried about what to do if Ye Xuan didn't like it.

Scanning the area, she spotted the curator of the art museum, and after walking up to greet him, she quickly came back with a card.

"Let's go, great writer, today let me teach you how to make crafts with clay."

Hearing this, Ye Xuan subconsciously raised an eyebrow.

"You know how?!"

Seeming to be stimulated by Ye Xuan’s disbelieving look, Yang Mi took Ye Xuan’s arm and walked toward the clay craft area in the museum.

"Let me tell you, I tried it once last time, and even the curator said I have quite a talent."

As she spoke, Yang Mi had already brought Ye Xuan to sit down in the clay craft area.

Tearing off a small piece from the soft and hard red clay, Yang Mi demonstrated while explaining.

"I'll make you a flower, let's start with the petals."

However, just as Yang Mi finished speaking, her hand lost its steady force, and the petal that was supposed to show a natural growth direction was crushed and deformed.

Discovering that she seemed to have lost her touch from last time, Yang Mi hurriedly tried to save face.

"Hand slip, hand slip, that didn't count just now, this is the first time."

With that, she tore off another piece of red clay and started kneading it seriously.

Just as Yang Mi was buried in making it, Ye Xuan on the side also started trying.

A stunning scene soon happened.

No matter how difficult the clay was to handle, it seemed to come alive under his hands.

Ye Xuan glanced at Yang Mi, who was buried in her head seriously fighting with the rose petals, and quickly kneaded the corresponding head, followed by the hairstyle...

When Yang Mi finally finished the rose, just as she was about to show off the clay in her hand to Ye Xuan, her gaze was deeply attracted by the clay in Ye Xuan’s hand.

Familiar face, familiar hairstyle...

Isn't this herself?

Not daring to interrupt Ye Xuan’s movements, Yang Mi simply put down the clay in her hand and watched Ye Xuan’s operation intently.

She saw that all the clay became extremely obedient in Ye Xuan’s hands, as if whatever shape Ye Xuan wanted it to become, it would become that shape.

In a short while, the upper body of the clay doll also gradually took shape.

Noticing that Ye Xuan seemed to glance at her, Yang Mi was a little confused at first.

When her gaze fell on the corresponding part in Ye Xuan’s hand, Yang Mi’s face turned red suddenly.

Ye Xuan was adjusting the size of the clay doll’s chest.

Biting her lower lip slightly, Yang Mi heard Ye Xuan’s voice suddenly ring out.

"Do you want it a little bigger?"

When she saw the place Ye Xuan’s fingers touched, Yang Mi felt her brain was about to smoke.

Clearly, Ye Xuan only touched the clay part, but why did Yang Mi feel that her whole body was burning up...

Shaking her head like a rattle, Yang Mi righteously rejected Ye Xuan’s suggestion.

If Ye Xuan continued to be in front of her, facing a doll that looked exactly like her, and still kneading those critical parts...

No, no!

Absolutely not!

Seeing Yang Mi’s meaning, Ye Xuan didn't say much.

Ten minutes later, the whole doll was basically formed.

Just as Ye Xuan was about to send it for baking, he heard a strange voice suddenly ring out.

"Such an exquisite work, can it be left in our art museum?"