Take You to My Past

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"I won't leave."

I whispered in Oliver's ear, "Oliver, let me help you take a shower now."

Oliver replied obediently and kissed me on the lips again. Then he let me take him to the bathroom and put him in the bathtub.

At this time, I was grateful that I had been working out.

At least at this time, I could hold Oliver.

Oliver had fair skin. Under the light of the bathroom, he looked fairer. The alcohol added a layer of pink to his cheeks, which made him look too... Too delicious.

I swallowed and took a bath for Oliver. Then I wrapped him up with a bath towel, helped him to the bed, and dried his wet hair.

After that, I was so tired that I was sweating all over. So I said to Oliver, "You go to bed first. I'll come to you after taking a shower."

Oliver closed his eyes, and his long and thick eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes.

I took a quick shower, put on my nightgown, and walked out.

However, as soon as I walked to the door of the bedroom, I was stunned.