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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.