Yabo felt that his heart was about to explode, and it felt very bad, but when he went in and saw it, Yabo didn't dare.
If you don't go in, or go in?
Such a problem troubled Yabo. He could only walk back and forth in front of the bathroom door, putting his hands on the door armrest from time to time, but eventually he took his hands away.
Just walking around like this, Yabo kept fighting in his heart. Should he go in? Or should he not go in?
Is it better to see Xier take a bath? Or not to see Xier take a bath?
Should I go in and take a shower with Xier? Or should I take a shower by myself in a while?
Yabo asked himself countless questions, but he was unable to make up his mind every time. Even if he decided to go in the previous second, Yabo would regret it the next second. However, when he decided not to go in, Yabo thought about going in again.
Time just slipped away every minute.
Yabo finally made up his decision, put his hand on the handrail of the bathroom door, and planned to rush in and take a shower with Xier. Even if he couldn't go together, he would be content to take a look at Yabo.
But the timing seemed wrong. Yabo opened it before he pressed the handrail door hard. Xier looked at Yabo with a puzzled look, and she was trying to sprinkle her long wet hair with a towel in her hand.
"Why are you at the door?" Yabo looked at Yabo with deer-like eyes. With that innocent trust, Yabo even scolded himself as a bastard in his heart.
How can I think about watching Xier take a shower?
He was a modern person and could only read it, but Xier was an ancient person.
After being asked by Xier, Yabo could only say one sentence: "I'll help you blow your hair."
He quickly took Xier's little hand and sat on the sofa beside him, picked up a hair dryer to help Xier blow her hair carefully.
The unique fragrance of Xier's hair also penetrated into Yabo's nose. The smell seemed to be the best perfume smell in the world, as if it was a natural beauty, which made people feel refreshed.
After blowing his hair, Yabo discovered something strange, that is, what Xier was wearing was not the pajamas she had just taken in, but the pajamas prepared by the cruise ship for the guests?
"What's wrong?" Seeing Yabo staring at him, Xier was very curious.
His eyes even looked around, and even stretched out his arms to look at himself, but after looking at him for a long time, he couldn't see anything.
"Nothing, nothing, Xier, please wait for me, I'll go take a shower."
Yabo quickly covered up the unnatural feeling just now and made an excuse. After all, only after taking a shower can you do that!