Reese lowered her hand, and Oliver immediately reached out, taking her phone.
He put the phone in his pocket, then picked up the towel again, wrapped it around the ice, and continued to apply the cold compress for her.
Reese turned to look at him serious about the cold compress, and let out a long sigh.
"Oliver, you're like a jack-of-all-trades."
Oliver smiled warmly.
Reese leaned in.
"Hey, think about it, how about being my boyfriend?"
Oliver lifted his face, "Miss Reese, are you... serious?"
"Don't be afraid." Reese laughed out loud, "I'm just kidding with you, don't be nervous, relax, relax. If I were to cause trouble, I'd do it to someone else, definitely not you."
Oliver frowned, "Why does Miss Reese say that? I think you're a great girl; any man would be lucky to have a girlfriend like you."
"Oh!" Reese raised an eyebrow, "Couldn't tell; you've really got a knack for charming women."
