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…

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

a second at his words, her voice turned cold as she replied, “You’re dreaming. In my next life, I don’t

want to meet

an indescribable sense

Eddie, who were by her side, seemed to treat her really

truly die, Cheyenne

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

“Mmm.”

took a lot of effort for her to use her teeth to pull the broken needle out. Cheyenne wiped her lips and her cheeks felt sore. “You’ve been through a

a bit at a loss. Even though she

overthink it. I hate owing favors the most. Once we’re out

Kelvin felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

he didn’t want to

of how many times they woke up in this extremely quiet

felt such tranquility in

their stomachs became unbearable. Cheyenne rested against

“Gurgle…”

probably had never experienced the feeling of

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

“It’s okay.”

“Actually, I’m hungry too.”

“gurgle” resounded. Cheyenne didn’t find it embarrassing at all; she continued to keep her

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

her eyes. The

mushroom soup, pan-seared steak,

she gave a

of indescribable sadness filled Kelvin’s heart.

never paid attention to what she

he didn’t

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

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