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…

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

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

to meet

sense of loss,

Eddie, who were by her side, seemed

truly die, Cheyenne wouldn’t be sad

already very thin, and since I

“Mmm.”

pull the broken needle out. Cheyenne wiped her lips and her

a bit at a loss. Even though she

casual tone, she said, “Don’t overthink it. I hate owing favors the most. Once we’re out of this door, we’ll

if he had fallen

didn’t want to be even

count of how many times they woke

had they felt such tranquility in

Cheyenne rested against the wall, closing

“Gurgle…”

heard the sound and instinctively looked towards his 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

his stomach with his hand

“It’s okay.”

“Actually, I’m hungry too.”

resounded. Cheyenne didn’t find it embarrassing at

divert her attention, and in a deep voice, he asked, “Cheyenne, what do you like to eat?” When we get out, I’ll treat

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

mushroom soup, pan-seared steak, stir-fried broccoli, and

gave a cold smile, “Sound

sadness filled Kelvin’s heart.

never paid attention to what she

he

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

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