Such a small two-bedroom, one-living-room apartment, the kitchen is very tiny, barely enough space for one person to stand in front of the sink. Qin Zhiyou, a big guy over six feet tall, is wearing an apron, with a scouring pad in hand, meticulously washing dishes one by one. Lu Weixi stands beside him giving directions, pointing out spots that aren't clean, to which he complies without any sign of unhappiness.
But as Lu Weixi nitpicks more, he squeezes an extra amount of dish soap, deliberately lathers up his hand with bubbles, and smears it on Lu Weixi's face with a turn of his head. She fails to dodge in time and gets a face full of it, instantly erupting in anger. Sticking out her belly, she comes at him, "So you dare to smear on me, Qin Zhiyou—let's see how I'll deal with you!"
She immediately turns the faucet on and splashes water at him.
