"I really don't need your help..." She covered her forehead and said with a headache, "Can you go out first? There is really no room for three people here."
Besides, you can’t see, how can you help me wash it?
Su Qianqian remembered that when Lance's eyes were intact, he would pick one up and throw another. Now in this situation, there is no need to count on it, right?
"Why are you being polite to me? I think two people can squeeze in." Lance smiled slightly, "Why don't you ask him to go out first. There are so many dishes and chopsticks today, how long will you have to wash them by yourself?
"
Yi Ningxiu: "..."
Although he didn't speak, his face turned obviously dark.
Seeing his expression, Su Qianqian knew that this guy was sulking again. She raised her head and rolled her eyes, "I don't have many bowls here. If you broke them for me, I won't have anywhere to buy them."
Lance was extremely innocent: "You can't say that. Since last time, I have actually practiced washing dishes in the past few months. If you don't believe me, let me show you?"
He stretched out his hand, walked slowly to the sink, and fumbled to pick up a dish.
"Bang!"
Su Qianqian: "..."
"..." Lance was stunned for a moment, "I didn't catch it just now, and I won't catch it this time."
"Bang!"
Su Qianqian: "..."
Lance: "Maybe I'm not used to these bowls yet..."
Su Qianqian rolled her eyes again.
"..." Yi Ningxiu said nothing, rolled up his sleeves, pushed Lance aside, and picked up a bowl and plate very neatly.
"Bang!"
"..." Su Qianqian covered her face hard and couldn't bear to look anymore.
The dishes she bought were all blue and white porcelain bought at a high price... and they were all smashed!
Her flesh aches!
"Pfft." Lance laughed mercilessly when he heard the voice, "I thought you were so awesome, but it turns out you don't know how to wash dishes!"
"..." Yi Ningxiu's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he said coldly, "Both each other."
Su Qianqian was really tortured and asked feebly: "Are you sure you don't want to go out?"
"..."
"..."
Neither of them spoke to each other, but the silent response was equivalent to acquiescence.
Su Qianqian took off her gloves, put them in Yi Ningxiu's hands, and said earnestly: "Since you are so enthusiastic, let me wash them. Three people are really crowded, and two people are enough."
After that, he turned around and left, closing the door for them very considerately.
Yi Ningxiu looked at the gloves on his hands silently, then looked at Lance next to him, his face getting darker...
Lance didn't expect this to happen. He was stunned for a long time and then asked: "Do you want to wash it?"
Yi Ningxiu snorted lightly, turned around and started to put on his gloves.
Wash, of course, he won't run away from the battle!
Outside the kitchen, Doreen came over with a cut cantaloupe. She heard the sound of porcelain breaking in the kitchen one after another. She raised her eyebrows in surprise: "What happened in the kitchen? Did something fall?" She looked again.
He looked around and became confused, "Where did that boy Lance go? Hey, Yi Ningxiu is also missing? Qianqian, do you know where my silly brother is?"
Su Qianqian was sitting on the sofa, listening to the continuous banging sounds in the kitchen, and felt a great pain in her body. She covered her forehead and weakly said to Doreen: "Both of them are in the kitchen... help me...
…do the washing up."
She said the last two words through gritted teeth.
"..." Doreen was stunned, patted Su Qianqian's shoulder sympathetically, and comforted, "I understand."