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

her voice turned cold as she replied, “You’re dreaming. In my

want to meet

an indescribable sense of

Iker, Eddie, who were by her side, seemed

die, Cheyenne wouldn’t be

and since I can’t see it, if

“Mmm.”

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

Cheyenne felt a bit at a loss. Even though she knew he

tone, she said, “Don’t overthink it. I hate owing favors the most. Once

her indifferent voice, Kelvin felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

want to

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

felt such tranquility

in their stomachs became unbearable. Cheyenne rested

“Gurgle…”

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 on him, and his face turned

stomach with his hand

“It’s okay.”

“Actually, I’m hungry too.”

resounded. Cheyenne didn’t find it embarrassing at all;

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

her eyes. The flickering brightness in her

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

a cold

indescribable sadness filled Kelvin’s heart. The dishes she

attention to what she liked to

throat was filled with countless words, but he didn’t know how to

hunger, isn’t it? I’ve experienced it 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, you should know that in a situation like this, it’s best to speak less and slow down your breathing to minimize consumption

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