Fortunately, Yao Ran's head was easy to use, and it turned fast enough, Yao Ran hurriedly ran back to the glass shed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The old man was still concentrating on blowing his glass at the moment, and he didn't have too much change in expression when he saw Yao Ran coming back.

I saw Yao Ran pick up the glass blowpipe he used just now. Reaching out, he dug out a spoonful of glass from the largest crucible, put it on top of the blowpipe and began to blow violently.

In fact, although Yao Ran's movements are fast, everything is still under the guidance of the retina system, Yao Ran just chose, to make a glass product and give it to Hou Yun. There is no need to use rhetoric, because it is easy to misunderstand if there are too many explanations, just some little tricks, small gifts, and that little routine full of love.

Soon Yao Ran blew a palm-sized round glass water bottle, but this time he didn't directly reduce the connection between the blowpipe and the glass, because to make a water bottle, there must be a bottle mouth and a bottleneck.

I saw Yao Ran holding a blowpipe in one hand to block one end, and holding a crucible plier in the other hand to jam the bottom of the bottle, turning slightly in his hand, and the hand blocking the blowpipe sent the blowpipe. The bottle and the blowpipe were separated at once.

Then Yao Ran used two crucible pliers to jam the bottom of the bottle at the same time, as well as the bottom of the bottleneck. I put the little glass bottle on the fire and heated it up for a while, and it didn't take long to get it out.

The bottle that had been taken out of the flames was half an arm's length. And the flat body is evenly slender. These are not over, Yao Ran put the bottle he just took out directly on the flat plate made of glass sheets, and flattened the bottom of the bottle. Then he pressed the mouth of the bottle again.

After a few repetitions. Yao Ran felt that the temperature of the bottle had completely cooled down, but who knew that Yao Ran was not finished. Again, in the crucible pliers of the molten glass, he took a small spoonful of molten glass. This time, I poured the melt directly on the ceramic plate little by little.

I pressed it with the same grinder that pressed the glass piece before, and then quickly carved a few words on it with a knife in my hand, fortunately, there is a retinal system, otherwise these words, just with the knife buckle would be similar to Yao Ran.

By the time the end of the day, the little piece of glass had cooled down. Yao Ran hurriedly took it and heated it on the fire, and then carefully pasted a few words written in reverse onto the green green that looked like the bottleneck of a red wine bottle and the arc connected to the bottle.

At this time, I could see that the words that were originally engraved backwards were written when I was looking at them, 'Xiao Yunwu Love'. After everything was completed, Yao Ran walked out of the glass shed again with the bottle, and the old man who originally blew the glass had not blown much of the hourglass at the moment. One is afraid that the force is too strong to blow through, and the other is to change the blow to master a certain force and rhythm.

So Yao Ran made a finished rhythm in 10 minutes, which completely convinced the old man. A patriarch is a patriarch, an all-powerful patriarch!

Because when Yao Ran walked out of the glass shed just ten minutes ago, he saw many people wandering around the entire blast furnace camp in the retina system, and they seemed to be looking for something, or someone, including many people walking around the blast furnace camp.

It's because Yao Ran has been wandering around for too long, and now it's almost sunset. Because Yao Ran only remembered when he saw Hou Yun also wandering around, he didn't have nothing to do today.

Maybe it's too much touching, or maybe you're too involved in playing with glass? Of course, none of this can be a reason to explain, but what would be the reaction if this reason was replaced by a wordless relative, and then a beautiful gift was stuffed into the arms of a little girl, and if you made yourself relatively depressed because of this gift. That's all that's left to move.

Yao Ran, who had just walked out of the glass shed, suddenly noticed that a cart of coal was loaded on a trolley at the door, and hurriedly, he grabbed a handful with his hand and touched it and then began to rub it on his body.

It makes a few cuts on the face and a few on the body, a bit like a special forces, or the pre-war attire of the tribe during wartime. After everything was drawn, Yao Ran stood up again, and then used the retinal system to see Hou Yun's location.

At this time, I saw Yao Ran's little trick, we must let Hou Yun be the first to discover himself, instead of being taken by others to find Hou Yun.

This is an inexplicable fate, and a destined meeting. It is a plot that women always think about, of course, it is used in little girls, and women who are full of yearning for love will be surprised by such things. A woman who is accustomed to seeing the world and has seen the world may not take it seriously.

If you don't do it well, it will arouse the suspicion of the other party. So there is no good or bad trick, but the most important thing is to prescribe the right medicine. Different methods can only be effective when used on different women, and if you blindly follow the routine, you can only trap yourself.

Yao Ran walked the streets and alleys. avoided many people who searched for him, and then came behind Hou Yun. Seeing Hou Yun walking quietly in front, he didn't shout, just looking forward to hope. Yao Ran was still a little disappointed in his heart.

Is this looking for someone? It's more like trying to scare people. But Yao Ran hadn't spoken yet, Hou Yun exerted a woman's powerful sixth sense, and she turned her head suddenly. I happened to see Yao Ran with a black charcoal gray face.

Then the delicate little faces gathered together in an instant, and then they began to cry and shed tears, and muttered in their mouths, what..... You don't want me anymore? ..... Don't you want Xiao Yunyun...... Where have you been..... Are you hungry...... I didn't eat in the morning......

These few sentences almost didn't poke Yao Ran's tears down, what a good girl, why did she forget it, Yao Ran's face was a little red with shame. But in order not to leave a handle for his future to be pinched by Hou Yun, Yao Ran still has to act.

As a result, after Hou Yun ran to Yao Ran's side, he hugged Yao Ran's chest. It doesn't matter if Yao Ran's clothes are dirty or not, in short, he wants to hug. It's good that I didn't have to lift it high.

Hou Yun still muttered those words in his mouth, but after crying for a while, Hou Yun stopped crying, pushed Yao Ran away, and then clenched his hands into fists and began to hammer Yao Ran's chest with his small fists.

While hammering Yao Ran's chest, he was still saying in his mouth, "You are a bad person, let you throw Xiao Yunyun and forget it, and kill you." ”

Yao Ran also let Hou Yun hammer himself there, and made an exaggerated expression of great pain, and Hou Yun was a little tired from the last beating, and Yao Ran was still humming and screaming sadly.

Looking at Hou Yun's puffing smiling face, Yao Ran wiped a handful of ash from his face, and then raised the light green long-necked bottle in his hand. The piece with the words on it is right in front of Hou Yun, and it reads 'Xiao Yun Wu Love'.

Hou Yun saw the bottle, and then looked at Yao Ran in disbelief, only then did he notice the dust on Yao Ran's body, and then covered his mouth to prevent himself from choking out.