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…

if I really die here, I’ll have to repay

replied, “You’re dreaming. In my next life, I

want to

felt an indescribable sense of

who were by her side, seemed to

die, Cheyenne wouldn’t

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

“Mmm.”

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

felt a bit at a loss. Even

hate owing favors the most. Once we’re out of this door, we’ll

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

to be even with

they lost count of how many times they woke up in this extremely quiet

they felt such tranquility

hunger pangs in their stomachs became unbearable. Cheyenne rested against the wall, closing

“Gurgle…”

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,

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

“It’s okay.”

“Actually, I’m hungry too.”

resounded. Cheyenne didn’t find it embarrassing at

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

impatiently opened her eyes. The flickering brightness in her gaze warmed

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

a cold

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

attention to what she liked to

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

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

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