Just met you: This guy is a bit warm

"Nannan, look at my flowerpot." Chu Yanshu turned around and asked Su Ruonan.

Su Ruonan stopped what she was doing and looked at Chu Yanshu's work.

The wavy rim adds a touch of interest, and the basin body is carved with several heart shapes.

"It looks good," Su Ruonan commented objectively.

He looked at his water cup again. Compared with Chu Yanshu's, its shape was a little weird. If she hadn't told him, he would have thought she was playing with abstraction.

The pottery teacher has helped Su Ruonan adjust it many times, but the finished product is still a bit terrible, and Su Ruonan does not plan to make it again.

It’s getting late, so let’s just leave it at that. No matter what, this is also a commemoration of my first time making pottery.

At this time, the pottery teacher standing nearby heard the conversation between the two and also praised: "It's very beautiful."

Hearing this, Su Ruonan and Chu Yanshu had different expressions.

With the help of a pottery teacher, the two painted their works with their favorite colors, and then the staff took their works to be fired.

Since firing takes time, Chu Yanshu and Su Ruonan can only come back to pick up the finished product in a few days.

After leaving the store, the two found another dessert shop.

Su Ruonan ordered a strawberry-flavored cake, while Chu Yanshu ordered a matcha-flavored cake.

Su Ruonan ate the cake in small bites and looked at her best friend, thinking about the different treatment between her and Chu Yanshu by the pottery teacher.

When the pottery teacher helped Su Ruonan adjust her work, he was like a professional mentor. He simply pointed out the problems, gave some advice and guidance, and then let her try to solve them herself.

In contrast, when he helped Chu Yanshu, he seemed particularly intimate and even taught her how to operate it step by step.

In Su Ruonan's opinion, the boy's behavior of holding hands tightly together made her feel uncomfortable.

No matter if it was her illusion or something else, as long as people had this feeling, it proved that everything was not groundless.

This difference made it hard for Su Ruonan not to think too much.

"Yanshu, what was your blind date's original occupation?" Su Ruonan asked curiously.

Chu Yanshu replied calmly: "He seems to be a second-generation or third-generation rich. His family runs a company, so he works in his own company." Her tone was calm, as if she didn't care about the other person's identity and background.

Su Ruonan was not surprised by the boy's wealthy family background. Chu Yanshu's family was wealthy, so her aunt and uncle would naturally not find someone with a family background too different from theirs to go on a blind date with Chu Yanshu.

Chu Yanshu paused, then continued, "However, I didn't know before that he was still running a pottery workshop."

This sentence made Su Ruonan realize that this man had concealed her information intentionally or unintentionally when he went on a blind date with her best friend.

Suddenly, Su Ruonan's impression of boys was greatly reduced.

Fortunately, the best friends had no feelings for each other, so Su Ruonan felt relieved.

"Yanshu, let's come together to get the fired pottery next time." Su Ruonan suggested.

Chu Yanshu nodded in agreement: "Okay, it just so happens that we can have another meal together."

The heating in the dessert shop was turned on very high, and the air was filled with a sweet smell.

Su Ruonan felt a little hot, so she gently untied the scarf around her neck and let it fall to the side.

Suddenly, her slender and fair neck was exposed to the air, and her delicate skin exuded a faint luster.

However, at this moment, an unintentional action caught Chu Yanshu's attention.

When she raised her head, her eyes fell on Su Ruonan's neck.

The dark red marks, which were not so obvious originally, were clearly reflected in Chu Yanshu's eyes because of the close distance.

Chu Yanshu's hand, which was originally holding the fork, stopped in mid-air, and she blinked her eyes involuntarily to make sure it was not an illusion.

Then he put down the fork in his hand, with a malicious smile in his eyes: "Nannan, why is there a red bag on your neck?"

As she spoke, Chu Yanshu pointed out the spot on her neck with her hand.

Su Ruonan touched the same spot on her neck, and found nothing unusual on the skin, so she casually said, "Maybe it's a mosquito bite that hasn't healed yet."

The marks on the neck left by Song Shiye have been there for a few days. Su Ruonan thought that the marks should fade away after a few days.

"Oh? Really? There are still mosquitoes in this cold weather." Chu Yanshu stared at Su Ruonan and said.

"Are the mosquitoes in your house very big? Otherwise, how could the bites be so big and so numerous?" Chu Yanshu said as she gestured the size of the mosquito with her hands, looking at Su Ruonan with a teasing look.

Hearing this, Su Ruonan hurriedly took out the mirror she carried with her from her bag. After looking carefully, she found that the "mosquito bite" Chu Yanshu mentioned was actually a kiss mark, and the so-called "mosquito" referred to was Song Shiye.

Although the mark was very shallow, it was still very noticeable on her snow-white skin. Su Ruonan pursed her lips tightly, and for a moment she couldn't find any words to defend herself.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Chu Yanshu made a clicking sound as she looked at Su Ruonan.

Su Ruonan's face turned red instantly. She suppressed the heat in her heart and quickly put the scarf back on.

"It really is different after marriage, don't you think, Nan Nan?"

After saying that, Chu Yanshu deliberately glanced up and down at Su Ruonan with a sly smile on her lips.

The skin on Su Ruonan's face turned even redder. Chu Yanshu was about to make a teasing remark, but seeing her best friend's pitiful and shy look, she dropped the topic.

The two chatted for a while, and seeing that it was getting late, Chu Yanshu said to Su Ruonan, "Nannan, it's getting dark, let's go home."

Su Ruonan looked at the time on her phone, nodded, and sent a message to Song Shiye.

"Yanshu, let's go. I'll ask the driver to take you home." Su Ruonan said to Chu Yanshu, and then the two of them walked slowly towards the outside of the mall, arm in arm, waiting for the driver to arrive.

Before the two of them walked out of the mall, Su Ruonan's phone rang.

Su Ruonan glanced at the phone screen and saw that it was Song Shiye calling, so she answered the call with a smile: "Hello, Shiye."

As soon as Su Ruonan said this, Chu Yanshu automatically went to the side to wait.

"Wife, we're here. Come to the north gate of the mall now." Song Shiye said softly on the other end of the line. His voice was low and gentle, as if it carried a kind of magic that made Su Ruonan feel extremely relieved.

Su Ruonan raised the corners of her mouth slightly and replied softly, "Okay." Then she hung up the phone.

Su Ruonan thought it was the driver who had arrived, and said to Chu Yanshu cheerfully, "Yanshu, the car is here, let's go."

After saying that, she took Chu Yanshu's hand and walked quickly towards the north gate of the mall.

At this time, the sky had gradually darkened, covered with dark clouds, and the entire sky looked particularly gloomy.

Despite this, the rain did not fall for a long time, giving people a depressing feeling.

A cold wind blew by, and Su Ruonan couldn't help but shiver. She wrapped her coat tightly.

The two quickened their pace and soon arrived at the north gate of the mall.

Standing at the door, Su Ruonan looked around, looking for the driver. However, Su Ruonan did not see the familiar car, and she couldn't help but feel a little confused.