"I..." Looking at him, I couldn't speak.

Oliver shook his head, "Don't tell me, I'll wait for you."

Then before I could speak, Oliver had already started to kiss me, and with the kiss, his hand gradually reached into my clothes.

I pushed him away, I think I figured it out clearly.

"Oliver, you know, I can't agree."

"It's okay." Oliver kissed me again, the waves and the beach in the distance, and Oliver and I kissed me intoxicated.

Oliver started to guide me and touched under him.

I withdrew my hand.

"Oliver, if you want to get me, you have to do what I say."

Oliver is a bit...