Ethan Lu nodded obediently, stood on the bench, hung the towel back, filled Cheng Oliver Pei's toothbrush holder with water, opened the toothpaste, and squeezed it for both himself and Cheng Oliver Pei.
The two of them brushed their teeth with the same toothbrush. After Ethan Lu finished washing his face, he searched for a long time but couldn't find a towel, so he turned around and asked Cheng Oliver Pei to hold him.
Cheng Oliver Pei held him under the arms and took a lot of effort to carry Ethan Lu down, almost falling down.
He felt that Ethan Lu looked like a piece of soft bread, but in fact it was a piece of glutinous rice cake, not made of leavened dough, but solid.
"You are really heavy. Listen, you should lose weight."
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