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…

and he said, “Cheyenne, if I really die here, I’ll have to

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

want to

indescribable sense

by her side, seemed to treat

die, Cheyenne wouldn’t

very thin, and since I can’t

“Mmm.”

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

her, and Cheyenne felt a bit at a loss.

owing

if he had fallen into an icy cave. Even

want to be

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

had they felt such tranquility

pangs in their stomachs became unbearable. Cheyenne rested against the wall, closing her eyes to conserve

“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

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

“It’s okay.”

“Actually, I’m hungry too.”

resounded. Cheyenne didn’t find it embarrassing

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

finished speaking, Cheyenne impatiently opened her eyes. The flickering brightness in her gaze

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

gave a cold smile, “Sound

sadness filled Kelvin’s heart. The dishes

never paid attention to

filled with countless words, but he

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.”

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