Zhou Yanjing and Bai Jingnan began to clear the dishes on the table. Bai Jingnan moved slowly, picked up a few plates and headed for the kitchen, his steps light as if he was carrying out some kind of mission.
Zhou Yanjing was slowly stacking the empty bowls, his eyes drifting towards Shen Liwu from time to time, with a hint of reluctance.
"Don't get your sleeves dirty." Shen Liwu reminded softly, and went over to help him roll up his sleeves.
“It’s not dirty.”
Zhou Yanjing looked down at her, a smile in his eyes and a slight smile on his lips, "Don't worry, it won't get dirty."
Bai Jingnan came out of the kitchen with a rag in his hand. He happened to hear this and couldn't help but interrupt: "Brother Jing, you are too corny. I am getting goosebumps all over the floor."
Zhou Yanjing glanced at him and said coldly, "If you don't want to hear it, you can leave now."
Bai Jingnan immediately shut up, smiled awkwardly, quickened his pace, and continued to clean the table.
Shen Liwu looked at the two people bickering and couldn't help laughing out loud, her eyes slightly curved. She turned around and walked to the sofa, sat down gently, folded her hands on her knees, and looked at their busy figures with soft eyes.
Zhou Yanjing stacked the last bowl, picked it up and walked towards the kitchen. When passing by the sofa, he deliberately slowed down his pace, lowered his head and glanced at Shen Liwu, with a bit of tenderness in his eyes, "You take a rest first, Xiaobai and I will finish cleaning up soon."
“Yeah.” Shen Liwu nodded, a faint smile on the corner of her lips.
In the kitchen, the sound of running water was loud and the sound of dishes colliding was crisp and rhythmic.
Zhou Yanjing was washing the dishes and said in a deep voice, "Your sister-in-law doesn't like to cook."
"Huh?" Bai Jingnan was confused.
"Don't come to my house for dinner if I don't cook. Your sister-in-law doesn't like to cook. I'm the one who cooks in our house. Her hands are not meant for cooking."
Bai Jingnan: “…”
So, he was disliked? Because sister-in-law doesn’t like cooking, Brother Jing doesn’t like him?
"Brother Jing, you talk as if I'm an outsider." Bai Jingnan curled his lips, his tone filled with a hint of grievance, but his hands were still wiping the dishes numbly.
Zhou Yanjing snorted coldly and turned up the water flow from the faucet. "You are good at making excuses. If it weren't for our many years of friendship, I wouldn't bother letting you in."
Bai Jingnan shrugged helplessly, with a bitter smile on his face, "Brother Jing, you are really biased. You have forgotten your brothers now that you have a sister-in-law."
"You'll understand when you have a wife."
Zhou Yanjing continued to focus on the dishes in his hands, with an unquestionable determination between his brows.
Shen Liwu sat on the sofa, listening to the conversation coming from the kitchen, the smile on her lips deepened. She leaned gently against the back of the sofa, her fingers unconsciously stroking the edge of the pillow, her eyes as gentle as water.
In the kitchen, Zhou Yanjing washed the last bowl and placed it on the drain rack. He turned and looked at Bai Jingnan, "Okay, we've almost finished cleaning up. You can leave now."
Bai Jingnan looked helpless, "Brother Jing, you are too quick to kill the donkey after it has done its job, aren't you?"
Zhou Yanjing raised his eyebrows, "Why, do you still want to stay here?"
Bai Jingnan waved his hands quickly, "No, no, I don't want to be a light bulb."
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