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…

heads, and he said, “Cheyenne, if I really die here, I’ll have to repay you in my next life for everything I owe

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

want to

sense

who were by her

to truly die, Cheyenne wouldn’t be

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

“Mmm.”

a lot of effort for her to use her teeth to pull the broken needle out. Cheyenne wiped her lips and

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

it. I hate owing favors

voice, Kelvin felt as if he had fallen

he didn’t want to be even with

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

they felt such

pangs in their stomachs became unbearable. Cheyenne rested against the

“Gurgle…”

had never experienced the feeling of a hungry stomach in his life. Cheyenne didn’t say anything, but Kelvin

with his hand and apologized,

“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

who felt a pang of heartache. He attempted to divert her attention, and in a deep voice, he asked, “Cheyenne, what do you like to eat?” When we get out,

her eyes. The flickering brightness in her gaze warmed

pan-seared steak,

gave a cold smile,

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

he had never paid attention to

countless words, but he didn’t know how to say them. “I’m

times when I was a child. There’s no need to make a big deal out of

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