Chapter 589: Spiritual Love Mini Games

Chapter 589: A Little Game of Spiritual Love
When I got out of the coffee shop, the time had already pointed to about nine o'clock.
In third- and fourth-tier cities, there are basically no people on the streets at this time, especially in winter when the temperature is low.
But the East China Sea is different.
This is almost a city that never sleeps.
Even if there is snow falling, it still can't stop people's urge to come out and live overnight.
So Qiao Shu led Zhou Yang towards the third stop.
On the pedestrian street, among the crowds, Qiao Shu was like a little girl, shaking her arms and gently twisting her body. She was in a good mood.
Taking a look at the other's hand, Zhou Yang gently put it back.
If it is a normal relationship between men and women, when the girl swings his hands close to the boy's body by such a large margin, the boy can hold her hand.
But this was a "spiritual love", Zhou Yang knew that Quer had to withdraw his hand, and there was an accidental touch that broke this tacit understanding.
Qiao Shu shook his way for a while, then suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Zhou Yang and said, "Hey, don't you really know how to fall in love with a girl?"
"What do you mean?" Zhou Yang spread his hands, not understanding.
"My hands are stretched to your side, can you die by pulling it?" Qiao Shu groaned.
"Isn't it a spiritual love?" Zhou Yang was stunned.
Qiao Shu pinched his waist and said fiercely: "Handle is also spiritual love, as long as you don't go to bed, it is spiritual love."
I'm going, this definition is awesome, Zhou Yang couldn't help but give a thumbs up.
It makes sense, but I can't refute it.
"If you don't hold my hand, you will attract the eyes of many boring men, okay? At this time, you have to swear sovereignty to help me block the sight of those people!" Qiao Shu reached out in front of Zhou Yang with confidence. Hold on!"
"Without a rope, how can I hold it?" Zhou Yang joked, then laughed and walked a few steps quickly, surpassing Qiao Shu.
"Dare to take advantage of me!" Qiao Shu stomped.
"Wait!" Zhou Yang stopped immediately, "I suddenly remembered that falling in love should be a little bit fun..."
"What do you mean?" Joe looked wary.
Zhou Yang smiled faintly: "It's easy, do a little game."
"Come on! Who is afraid of who!" Qiao Shu began to roll up his sleeves.
Zhou Yang said word by word: "Now, I'm starting to clap my hands to learn the sound of horses running, and then you answer how many horses I have, do you understand?"
"What do you mean?" Qiao Shu frowned.
"Let me show you a demonstration!" Zhou Yang looked around for a while, and pulled over two junior high school girls passing by.
"Brother, please help... Let's play a game of clapping and learning to run horses, will it?" Zhou Yang asked with a smile.
"Well, we will, come!" The two junior high school girls immediately came to their spirits.
Then Zhou Yang gave a dry cough, laughed and clapped his hands several times, and then asked the girl: "How many horses are these?"
"Five!" said the girl.
"That's right, I will invite you to eat candied haws later." Zhou Yang smiled, "Come again!"
Qiao Shu immediately raised his ears.
Humph, isn't it just clapping a few times, just a few horses?
This kind of little game can't trouble me.
Zhou Yang took a dozen shots in rapid succession, and then asked Qiao Shu: "How many horses?"
"Twelve horses!" Qiao Shu replied confidently, "right?"
Zhou Yang shook his head regretfully and turned to ask the junior high school girl: "What's your answer?"
"Three horses!" the girl said loudly.
"Yeah!" Zhou Yang and the girl high-five.
The two girls looked at Qiao Shu and smiled: "Pretty sister, the game is not what you want to play."
Zhou Yang said: "Qiao Shu, give you one last chance!"
He patted his hands ten more times, and then asked, "How many horses are it this time?"
Qiao Shu gritted his teeth and said, "Ten horses!"
"Wrong!" The two junior high school girls laughed together.
"How many horses are they?" Qiao Shu was really dazed.
Zhou Yang exchanged glances with the girls and said, "Come on, sisters, let's talk together!"
"Six horses!"
After speaking the answer, Zhou Yang happily bought two bunches of candied haws for the two little girls and let them leave.
Qiao Shu was still thinking about the connotation of this game.
"No... there is a problem here!" Qiao Shu stared at Zhou Yang and asked, "Say, what is the logic?"
"There is no logic!" Zhou Yang shrugged, "I still don't say it, you will kill me if you tell it!"
"No, I will kill you if you don't tell me!" Qiao Shu raised his small fist in fright.
"Then I said...cough cough." Zhou Yang said slowly, "The key is not how many times I clapped my hands, but the last question I asked."
"There are a few words in the last question, you have to answer how many horses! You can think about it..." Zhou Yang enlightened.
Qiao Shu blinked, not really.
The conversation between Zhou Yang and the junior high school girl just now fits perfectly with what he called "logic".
If this "logic" is also logical...
"It's so... Where did you learn this?" Qiao Shu smiled, "It's not fun at all!"
Zhou Yang nodded and said seriously: "Of course I can't play, it's just to tease you!"
"Zhou Yang, you are going to die!" Qiao Shu raised his small fist again, about to smash it down.
Zhou Yang gave a strange cry and ran out first.
Qiao Shu won't lose in speed. He caught up with the bad man in front of him in a few steps, and his small fist rained down on his generous back.
The pedestrians around were very envious to look at this pair of super-looking lovers.
People's happiness is really happiness... sour.
After fighting, the two came to today's third stop and the last stop in the plan-the pottery studio.
Pottery is something that many children and young girls like.
Children come to learn more, and girls play pottery to increase the interest of life.
In the small pottery studio, four female students gathered next to the male boss and listened carefully to his essentials.
When Zhou Yang and Qiao Shu walked in, they attracted everyone's attention.
The eyes of a few female students straightened instantly.
They are all mature around thirty years old. Women have no resistance to the taste of a mature man like Zhou Yang, especially when they are so handsome.
The owner's full attention was on Qiao Shu's face.
So beautiful!
"Beauty, are you here to learn pottery? I can tell you about the price of our courses here." The shop owner wiped his hands on the apron and greeted him.
Zhou Yang smiled and said, "It's not here to learn, or to pinch a few things to play with."
The shop owner said sternly: "I welcome, but I must say that pottery is an art. If you just hold it and play with it, you will be very disappointed. I am sure you need professional guidance."
"No, in the end, you just settle the bill according to the material fee and site usage fee, and we will do the rest by ourselves!" Zhou Yang said.
Qiao Shu looked at him and asked, "Do you know how to make pottery?"
Zhou Yang smiled indifferently: "I know a little bit."
Hey, the skills of a sculptor is not for dry food!