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 in my next life for

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

want to meet

felt an indescribable sense of loss,

were by her side,

he were to truly die, Cheyenne wouldn’t be

The needle is already very thin, and since

“Mmm.”

pull the broken needle

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

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

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

to be even

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

they felt such

stomachs became unbearable. Cheyenne rested against the wall, closing her

“Gurgle…”

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

covered his stomach with his hand

“It’s okay.”

“Actually, I’m hungry too.”

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

a deep voice, he asked, “Cheyenne, what do you like to

speaking, Cheyenne impatiently opened her eyes. The flickering

mushroom soup, pan-seared steak, stir-fried

a cold smile,

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

had never paid attention to what she

he didn’t know

Kelvin, you underestimate me. It’s just 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 of energy,”

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