Chapter 615

Wouldn't it be fine to treat the male 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 good it would be if one day she could bring Ye Xuan here...

Thus, when Yang Mi was pondering a place, the previous thought popped up again.

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

At this moment, Ye Xuan beside her was quite interested in this kind of unique art museum.

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

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

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

This... was the hand-holding successful?!

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 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 possibility.

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 different world inside.

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

The overall atmosphere was warm-toned, and the beige artistic 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 satisfaction on Ye Xuan's face, Yang Mi 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 saw the museum curator with sharp eyes, and after Yang Mi walked up a few steps to say hello, she soon came back with a card.

"Let's go, great writer, today let me teach you how to do manual work with clay."

Hearing this, Ye Xuan subconsciously raised his eyebrows.

"You know how?!"

Seeming to be stimulated by Ye Xuan's disbelieving eyes, Yang Mi took Ye Xuan's hand and walked toward the manual clay area in the museum.

"I'm telling you, I've tried it once last time, and even the curator said I have quite a talent."

As she spoke, Yang Mi had already taken Ye Xuan to find a seat in the clay manual area.

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

"Let me make you a flower, let's make the petals first."

However, just as Yang Mi's words fell, the force in her hand became unstable, and the petals that were supposed to show a natural growth direction were deformed by being pressed.

Discovering that she seemed to have lost the feel from last time, Yang Mi hurriedly struggled to save face.

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

With this, she tore off another piece of red clay and began to pinch it seriously.

Just as Yang Mi was burying her head in making it, Ye Xuan beside her also started to try.

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 burying her head and seriously struggling with the rose petals, and quickly pinched 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 without blinking.

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 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 abruptly.

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

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 her whole body burning up...

Shaking her head like a rattle, Yang Mi righteously rejected Ye Xuan's proposal.

If Ye Xuan continued to pinch a few times on such a critical part in front of her, facing a doll that looked exactly like her...

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 stay in our art museum?"