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…

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

at his words, her voice turned cold as she replied, “You’re dreaming. In my next life, I don’t

want to

indescribable sense of loss,

Eddie, who were by her side, seemed to treat her really

were to truly die, Cheyenne wouldn’t

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

“Mmm.”

use her teeth to pull the broken needle out. Cheyenne wiped her lips

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

a casual tone, she said, “Don’t overthink it. I hate owing

felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave. Even

he didn’t want to be even with

times

felt such tranquility

their stomachs became unbearable. Cheyenne rested against the

“Gurgle…”

Kelvin, being born into a wealthy family, probably had never experienced the feeling of a hungry stomach in his

covered his stomach with his hand and apologized, “Cheyenne, sorry for disturbing

“It’s okay.”

“Actually, I’m hungry too.”

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

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

impatiently opened her eyes. The flickering brightness in her

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

a cold

filled Kelvin’s heart. The dishes she

never paid attention

he

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

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