Chapter 383: We’re Even

“Mmm… Ah, Cheyenne… Easy now.”

“Hiss….”

“Mmm, ah…”

In the dark night, a blurry black head could be faintly seen buried against his chest.

As she cleaned his wounds, her soft, damp lips… brushed against him in an instant.

Kelvin’s heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

Her cool, smooth cheek rubbed against his chest, causing an indescribable sensation, as if an electric current had passed through, sending shivers down his spine.

Cheyenne’s ear was also pressed close to his chest, listening to his heartbeat, causing her face to grow warm.

With a bit of impatience, she lifted her head and glared at him, “Kelvin, why the hell are you making such annoying noises? Even slaughtering chickens isn’t as unpleasant as your whining!” Kelvin wryly smiled and helplessly replied, “It’s not my fault, your tongue licked…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Cheyenne’s face turned even hotter, and she retorted angrily, “You think I want to? You’re covered in blood and sweat, and I have to use my teeth to remove the needle!”

“It wasn’t intentional.”

As she said the last sentence, her tone betrayed a hint of guilt.

But it really wasn’t intentional.

He didn’t respond and silently broke into a dazzling smile in the darkness.

Kelvin couldn’t help but think inwardly: How come he never noticed before that Cheyenne could be so adorable…

sigh sounded from above their heads, and he said, “Cheyenne, if I really die here, I’ll have to

at his words, her voice turned cold as she replied, “You’re dreaming. In my next life,

to

sense of loss, “I

by her side, seemed to treat her really

truly die,

since I can’t see it, if I accidentally bite you, I won’t take

“Mmm.”

to pull the broken needle out. Cheyenne wiped her lips and her cheeks felt sore. “You’ve been through a lot, thank

and Cheyenne felt a bit at a loss. Even though she knew he couldn’t see her, she turned her

hate owing favors the most. Once

he had fallen into an

didn’t want to be even with

passed slowly, and they lost count of how many times they woke up in this extremely

had they felt such tranquility

unbearable. Cheyenne rested against the wall, closing her eyes to conserve

“Gurgle…”

being born into a wealthy family, probably had never experienced the feeling of a hungry stomach in his life. Cheyenne didn’t say anything, but Kelvin

his hand and apologized, “Cheyenne, sorry

“It’s okay.”

“Actually, I’m hungry too.”

his sentence, another loud “gurgle” resounded. Cheyenne didn’t find it embarrassing

divert her attention, and in a deep voice,

her eyes. The flickering brightness in

steak,

gave a cold

sense of indescribable sadness filled Kelvin’s heart. The dishes she

never paid attention

words, but he didn’t know how to say them. “I’m

I was a child. There’s no need to make a big deal out of it.” “Being as

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