Mitsima squeezed and patted, stroked and scraped; and there at last it stood, in shape the familiar water pot of Malpais, but creamy white instead of black, and still soft to the touch.
米季马挤压着,拍打着,抹着,刮着;最后那罐子站在了那里,就是马尔佩斯常见的那种水罐,只是颜色是奶油白,而不是黑的,而且摸起来还软。