He sat relaxed in the basin, feeling completely comfortable as if he were the master of the house, obviously no longer embarrassed about having to strip naked in front of Enna Clark.
After enjoying a while, he suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head and asked, "Woman, what do you like about that Dubious Man next door?"
"Bobby, do I need to remind you that you're only 5 years old? Gossiping like this at 5, you'll turn into a gossip entertainment show host before you ever become rich." Enna Clark wet his hair, applied shampoo, and gently massaged it in.
Bobby almost moaned in comfort, but even as Enna Clark trampled on his little manly pride, he did something completely unexpected and didn't get angry, "I won't. I'm just asking, you don't have to tell me. Anyway, you don't have to tell me, I already know - it must be his face."
Enna Clark, "..." What to do? She really wanted to smack his smooth little butt a couple of times.
