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…

I really die here,

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

want to meet

an indescribable sense

by her

were to truly die, Cheyenne wouldn’t be

since I can’t see it, if I accidentally bite you,

“Mmm.”

use her teeth to pull the broken needle out.

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

it. I hate owing favors the most. Once

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

didn’t want to be even

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

had they felt such

hunger pangs in their stomachs became unbearable. Cheyenne rested

“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

stomach with his hand

“It’s okay.”

“Actually, I’m hungry too.”

Cheyenne didn’t find it embarrassing at all; she continued to keep her eyes

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

impatiently opened her eyes. The

pan-seared steak, stir-fried broccoli,

a cold

of indescribable sadness filled Kelvin’s heart. The dishes she mentioned were all

had never paid attention to what she liked

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

deal out

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