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…

he said, “Cheyenne, if I really die

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

to meet

felt an indescribable sense of loss,

by her side, seemed to treat her really

truly die, Cheyenne wouldn’t be sad

is already very thin, and since I

“Mmm.”

broken needle out. Cheyenne wiped her lips and her cheeks felt sore. “You’ve been through a

at a loss. Even though she knew he couldn’t see her, she turned

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

he had fallen into an icy cave.

to be even

and they lost count of how many times they woke up

they felt such tranquility

Cheyenne rested against the wall,

“Gurgle…”

sound and instinctively looked towards his direction. Kelvin, being born into a wealthy family, probably had never experienced the feeling of a hungry stomach

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

“It’s okay.”

“Actually, I’m hungry too.”

his sentence, another loud “gurgle” resounded. Cheyenne didn’t find it

was Kelvin 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, I’ll treat

eyes. The flickering brightness in her gaze warmed Kelvin’s

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

she gave a

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

had never paid attention to

he didn’t know

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,” she

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