Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Japan

Chapter 568 Extra: Christmas Birthday Pottery (Part )
The life skill tree of the little princess of the underworld is terribly crooked.

If it's about playing games, she can turn on the screen, connect to the console, and match the controller in one go. When it comes to fighting game skills, even Lu Mingfei, who cheated and got free drinks by playing games in high school, might not be her match.

But when it comes to making pottery, Eri doesn't behave like a girl at all.

She flattened one part of her face and broke another part of it. She even didn't know when her cute nose was covered with small spots of dust and mud. Seeing her clumsy appearance, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but call her cute.

Eiry was not disappointed either. She sat on the bench in front of Lu Mingfei and struggled seriously with the lump of mud in front of her. Her perseverance was evident.

But if this continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it the shape that Eri wants until dinner time.

"Can I help Eri?" Lu Mingfei asked Eri.

However, what surprised Lu Mingfei was that Eiry shook her head seriously and motioned Lu Mingfei to hand her the pen.

Lu Mingfei picked up the notebook, and Eri wrote with her muddy hands: "No, only I can do this. Sakura's task is to make the heart inside."

The love inside?
Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered the broken pieces he had seen on the bar just now. The broken pieces can be put together to form a circle, with a heart-shaped circle inside, and a heart of the same size can also be made, so that it can fit perfectly inside.

Eri's clear eyes sparkled, and her lips were tightly pursed. She looked as serious as if she was facing a powerful game boss, concentrating on fighting with the seemingly docile but actually unruly clay.

He immediately understood what Eri meant. She wanted to fill the inner ring of the heart with her own hands, and Lu Mingfei's job was to fill the "heart" inside the inner ring.

“Okay.” Lu Mingfei rolled up his sleeves: “Then I’ll be the heart inside.”

He sat down in front of the turntable next to him and grabbed a ball of mud.

But compared to Eri's "battlefield", his situation didn't seem to be much smoother. The turntable made a low humming sound, and the mud ball changed shape as it rotated at an uneven speed.

At some point, Eri stopped what she was doing, tilted her head, and watched Lu Mingfei's operation without blinking. Her beautiful crimson eyes reflected the spinning heart-shaped clay on the turntable and Lu Mingfei's focused silhouette.

The underworld princess was so absorbed in watching that she even forgot to wipe the dirt off her nose. The small notebook was placed on her knees, temporarily useless.

Sakura is great at everything she does. She thought silently to herself.

As if he noticed her gaze, Lu Mingfei raised his head and happened to meet those clear and focused eyes.

"What's wrong?" Lu Mingfei touched his nose subconsciously. Is there mud on his nose?

Eri shook her head, pointed at the heart shape that was gradually taking shape under his hand, then pointed at her own chest, and nodded vigorously. The meaning was obvious: what you did was very good, I like it very much.

It seems that being straightforward is the best way to overcome everything. Lu Mingfei was actually a little shy because of her straightforward expression. Lu Mingfei said as if to change the subject:
"As long as Eri likes it, how's your ring going?"

Only then did Eri remember her "important responsibility". She looked down and her face immediately fell.

The clay ball in front of her still stubbornly maintained the appearance of an abstract sculpture. Not to mention a smooth circle, even a regular shape was hard to define. The place where she had finally created a little arc collapsed again because of excessive force. She picked up the small notebook in frustration and wrote quickly: "It's not as obedient as Sakura's ball!"

The words are full of grievances, like a child being bullied by a toy.

Lu Mingfei couldn't help laughing. He stopped his pottery wheel, walked to Eri's side, and half-knelt down naturally.

"Let me help Eri do it."

Eri nodded. In fact, it didn't matter whether she nodded or not, because Lu Mingfei had already gently held her muddy little hand, which was soft, a little cold, and had the unique wetness of clay.

Eri's body trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly, like a frightened animal, but then calmed down and let him hold her.

"Don't try to make it into a perfect circle all at once,"

Lu Mingfei said: "First stabilize the center and feel the 'temper' of the mud. It is too soft now and will collapse easily. You need to hold it gently, like this..."

Eiry listened carefully, following Lu Mingfei's movements with her hands, clumsily but diligently adjusting the strength and angle.

Miraculously, the unruly mass of mud actually began to calm down under the "comfort" of the two people's hands, and no longer deformed so wantonly. A crooked but recognizable circular shape gradually emerged, and the heart-shaped outline inside was also vaguely discernible.

"Eri is so smart." Lu Mingfei said.

After receiving the compliment, Eri's eyes instantly lit up, as if they were filled with stars.

She devoted herself to dealing with the ring. Although her movements were still clumsy and she needed Lu Mingfei to give her instructions or support her elbow from time to time, the smile on her face showed that the frustration in her heart had disappeared.

Lu Mingfei looked at the stubborn mud stain on the tip of her nose and her cheeks that were slightly puffed up due to concentration. He quietly stretched out his finger and very gently rubbed away the mud stain on the tip of her nose with his fingertips.

The movement was as fast as a gust of wind.

Eri felt it, she raised her head, and looked at him with her big eyes blinking.

Lu Mingfei looked away with a guilty look on his face, pretending to look at her work: "Hmm... the edges here can be made a little more rounded..."

Eri didn't write in the notebook, she just looked at him.

The next second, a smile that was clearer and more vivid than before blossomed on her face. The smile was pure without a trace of impurities, and carried a bit of satisfaction of being taken care of.

……

(I stayed up until 4:30 to write, and I couldn’t stand it anymore, so I got up to finish it. To be continued)

(End of this chapter)