CHAPTER 24: SURVIVAL OF YOUTH (3)

“Why don't you dry your hair at all, it will get wet, and your shirt will be wet.” Phong turned me around and carefully wiped my hair with a towel and started drying the curls that were submerged in the sea of water. For a moment my hair was dry, floating in his hands. I turned around to thank him, only to find out that he was only worried about drying my hair and I still had my hair wet, drops dripped down the shoulder of my white shirt, and my skin gradually revealed, I reached out and grabbed the towel. still lying on Phong's neck, trying to reach up on tiptoes to wipe his hair, Phong is taller than me by a head, so I tiptoe in pain, the floor is slippery, and I lose momentum and fall into his lap. Phong quickly wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me in his arms. My whole body was embraced by Phong, once again, my face was close to his, I was embarrassed, and the movement on my hand slowed down.

"You don't wipe my hair anymore?" Phong looked amused, smiling at me, it seemed