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…

really die here, I’ll have

replied, “You’re dreaming. In my next life, I don’t want to meet

to

an indescribable sense of

were by her side, seemed to treat her really

truly die, Cheyenne

already very thin, and since I can’t see it, if I

“Mmm.”

pull the broken needle out. Cheyenne wiped her lips and

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

it. I hate owing favors the most. Once we’re out

voice, Kelvin felt as if he had fallen into an

to be even

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

felt

their stomachs became unbearable. Cheyenne rested against the wall, closing her eyes to

“Gurgle…”

direction. Kelvin, 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 felt

with his hand

“It’s okay.”

“Actually, I’m hungry too.”

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

felt a pang of heartache. He attempted to divert her attention, and in a deep voice, he asked, “Cheyenne, what do you like to

speaking, Cheyenne impatiently opened her eyes.

soup, pan-seared steak, stir-fried

gave a cold

a sense of indescribable sadness filled Kelvin’s heart. The

paid attention to

with countless words, but he

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

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