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…

above their heads, and he said, “Cheyenne, if I really die here, I’ll have to repay you in my

turned cold as she replied, “You’re

want to

an indescribable sense

who were by her side, seemed to treat her

he were to truly die, Cheyenne wouldn’t be

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

“Mmm.”

took a lot of effort for her to use her teeth to pull the broken needle out. Cheyenne wiped her lips and her cheeks felt sore. “You’ve been through a

a loss. Even though she knew he

I hate owing favors the most. Once we’re out of this door,

Kelvin felt as if he had fallen into an

he didn’t want to be

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

they felt such

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

“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 her gaze on him, and his

his hand and apologized, “Cheyenne,

“It’s okay.”

“Actually, I’m hungry too.”

find it embarrassing

pang of heartache. He attempted to divert her attention, and in a deep voice,

finished speaking, Cheyenne impatiently opened her eyes. The flickering brightness in her

mushroom soup, pan-seared steak,

a cold smile,

indescribable sadness filled Kelvin’s heart. The

he had never paid attention to what she liked

but he didn’t know how

many times when I was a child. There’s no need to make a big deal out of it.” “Being as smart as you are,

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