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681、I'm sorry to think about it? (2)

He was worried that Jian Qing was pregnant with his child, along the way, Jian Luo slowed down his car. It was obviously a sports car, but he drove a feeling of déjà turtle.

"Lolo, if you drive like this, we probably won't be able to arrive at the pottery hall at night." Jian Qing put his hand on the car window and joked slowly.

"Don't worry, your sister is pregnant with a child, not a bomb, there is no need to be so fast."

Upon hearing this, Jian Luo got embarrassed and his car speed returned to normal and slow speed, unlike before, who was almost moving the car.

"Didn't you hear you go to find Bai Jue two days ago? Why didn't he come back with you?" Jian Qing asked casually.

Jian Luo said: "Don't mention that sensual carrot. After watching the racing car, he picked up a girl there, and then he didn't know where to go."

Jian Qing's eyebrows were raised lightly, but he came and went casually.

The pottery hall is still a little far from the manor. After driving for more than half an hour, I finally arrived. Looking at the pottery hall that I haven't come to for a long time, a trace of nostalgia flashed in Jian Qing's eyes.

I still remember it was here that the siblings and brothers really became friends with Hei Jack and Bai Jue.

Jian Luo closed the car door and walked to her. Seeing her staring at the pottery hall, he smiled and said, "Sister, let's go."

Jian Qing nodded, and the two of them walked in.

The exhibition hall of the Ceramic Arts Museum displays a wide range of pottery works, shapes, styles and colors. At first glance, some even works by pottery masters.

Although I haven't been here for a long time, Jian Qing and the others still have some memories of the route here. They chose a no-one umbrella room and began to practice their hands to find out what they felt.

Jian Qing pulled the chair and sat down, took a piece of clay and placed it on the machine's disc, protected it with both hands, and moved his fingertips as the machine rotated.

On the other side, Jane Luo was not bad either, and a cup was quickly formed in his hands.

"Jian Qing, Jian Luo!"

Suddenly, a surprised voice rang out.

Jian Qing and the others looked up. Through the glass door, the woman's deep facial features came into their eyes. The beautiful facial features were slightly pink, adding a little more beauty.

There were two men and one woman beside her. Seeing Jian Qing and the others here, she looked surprised.

Jian Qing's lips curled slightly, this is really a bloody ape feces.

Why do you meet these people every time you come here? Are there no other pottery art museums in M ​​Country?

Before they could speak, the woman who had just spoken out had already pushed open the door and came in.

"Jian Qing, what a coincidence, why are you here too?"

"Is there anything wrong?" Jian Qing asked lukewarmly when he looked at the small cup that was about to form in his hand.

Her indifference made Lina look a little embarrassed. She smiled embarrassedly and said, "It's nothing, I just meet you here, so come in and say hello to you."

"After saying hello, you can leave." Jian Luo said unceremoniously.

After saying that, the three people who came in followed Lina became gloomy and their eyes swept to Jian Luo with a little dissatisfaction.

"Jane Luo, at least everyone has been in the same school, why do you still hold a grudge against what happened back then?" another woman complained.

The relationship between several people and Jian Luo has to be discussed in his youth. At that time, Jian Qing and Jian Luo were famous ice cubes in the school and were difficult to get close to. Although many people were hostile to their siblings, they did not dare to face them face them. Because at that time, Jian Qing was famous for being tough in school. Whoever dared to fight with her would end up being repaired very desolately, so many people pointed their finger at Jian Luo.

Just when the school assigned a pottery work, they happened to meet Jian Qing and his brother in the pottery hall. Taking advantage of Jian Qing's inattention, several boys and girls joined forces to bully Jian Luo, but they were caught by Hei Jack and Bai Jue. That time, Jian Qing and Hei Jack beat all the people who bullied Jian Luo, and the group of people stayed in the hospital for a month, including the four people in front of them.

Jian Luo pulled a cold smile at the corner of his lips: "Go out, don't let me say it again."

I finally came to the pottery restaurant once, but I met these annoying guys. I was really annoyed.

"Jian Luo, are you married?" Lina saw the ring on Jian Luo's hand with sharp eyes, and a little shocked appeared on her face.

The whole world knew about Jian Qing’s marriage. When she learned that the person Jian Qing married was the president of JK International, she was jealous and envious. However, when did Jian Luo get married, why didn’t they hear any noise?

The noisy sound in my ears and the scorching and inquiring eyes made Jian Luo feel a little upset, and his eyes darkened: "I think there should be more than one umbrella room here, right?"

The subtle meaning is that you can get out of here.

"Jane Luo, you..." Lina couldn't help but get angry. Just as she was about to have an attack, she was pulled by the man beside her.

"Linna, don't be impulsive." The man winked at her. It was not something they could offend the Jian family.

Lina looked at Jian Luo, and was so angry that she was itchy. She shook the man's hand away, turned around and walked out, stepping every step very heavily, as if she was about to stomp the floor.

"What's so great?" Another woman murmured, lowered her head and saw a pinched cup placed on the small table beside her. Her eyes turned, and she reached out and pretended to accidentally brush off the unfired cup embryo.

Dong!

The cup that had just been formed fell to the ground and instantly returned to a pile of clay.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." The woman covered her mouth, showed a panic, and said sorry, but there was no sign of apologetic in her eyes.

The two men were about to go out, and when they saw this scene, their feet froze in place and looked at Jian Luo carefully.

Jian Luo raised his eyes and looked at the cup that fell to the ground. The cold light flashed in his eyes, and a cold curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I'm sorry and I'll think about it?"

The warm voice is filled with a cold feeling, as cool as a biting.

A bitter aura came towards her. The woman turned pale, but she didn't regret it at all: "I really didn't mean it. At worst, I can just compensate you one."

Jian Luo sneered, and his fingertips suddenly retracted, grabbed the unformed clay on the disc, and smashed it at the woman without saying a word.

The rapid movements, before everyone could see clearly, they heard the screams of the woman.

"ah!"

The brown and yellow clay was impartial and hit the woman's face. Looking at it from a distance, I didn't know that she had fallen into the cesspool and was covered in shit.

"Jane Luo!"

The woman raised her hand and waved the clay on her face, staring at Jian Luo with a fire, and was so angry that her whole body shook like a sieve.

"Get out for three seconds, otherwise the next time it will be like clay that hits you," Jian Luo said with a smile, with a bit of danger.

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