My Love, Enlighten me

Chapter 474: There's Nothing Special

Kenny Clarke returned to the room with the white wine and towel the old man gave him.

When he entered the room, Gloria Taylor had already got up and sat on the bed in a daze.

Because of her fever, her cheeks were a little red, her brows were frowning, and her eyes were filled with mist.

When Kenny Clarke came in, she frowned vigorously before squinting to recognize him.

When he approached, Gloria Taylor said, "Where did you go?"

Her tone was a little slow, sounding pitiful.

Kenny Clarke sat down by the bed. She was wearing only one of his shirts. He lowered his eyes and he could see her smooth and white legs.

It's burnt.

Kenny Clarke pulled the quilt to cover her, and said indifferently, "Lie down."

Gloria Taylor curled her lips and refused: "No."

She was delirious at the moment because of the fever, no matter what Kenny Clarke said, she just thought that his tone was so fierce, she would not do what he asked.

Kenny Clarke stared at her for a few seconds, seeming to know what she was thinking, he frowned slightly, his tone softened, and repeated: "Lie back."

"OK." Gloria Taylor was very cooperative this time.

But at this moment, she had unwell, and after hearing Kenny Clarke's words, she fell straight back.

Fortunately, Kenny Clarke quickly caught her.

She was so burnt that she was weak, and Kenny Clarke supported her shoulders and put her on the bed easily.

Kenny reached out and touched her forehead, which was very hot.

Kenny Clarke unscrewed the white wine and took a look, then put it back.

Liquor can physically cool down, but it was better not to use it.

tucked the quilt corner for her, then he went

long cigarette stick in his hand, and was putting a few pieces of tobacco into it

cigarettes he grew, unprocessed, and the smell of tobacco

Kenny Clarke frowned imperceptibly, and he walked over to

old man handed the cigarette stick to Kenny Clarke: "Do you wanna it?"

Clarke said

just ask casually. After taking a very enjoyable

Clarke's expression remained unchanged: "She's

you doing here?" The old man knocked on his cigarette

answered very simply: "For something."

wasn't a talkative person, so he didn't ask more,

eyes and a strong heroic spirit. The rough clothes on him could not conceal the extravagance on him.

...

woke up, it was dim

adjust the light, then she vaguely saw the

was not the ceiling that she would see every morning when she woke up, but the solid wood beams and blue tiles.

but only saw something similar to a cabinet, and the room

felt the towel on

been half-dried by

remembered, it seemed that Kenny

she slowed down for a few

she could see the stairs, and the intermittent voice of the old man came downstairs, and the voice of a

a while, and found that the old man had spoken a long time before the young

Taylor also heard that it was Kenny Clarke's voice.

was about to go downstairs.

she was only wearing a shirt at this time,

the switch, but there was no light in the room.

electricity here.

rains and serious mudslides in the past few days, power outages were reasonable.

the room, she fumbled around and found

return to the bed,

Kenny Clarke did not let her stay

ten minutes before she heard the footsteps of someone

was Kenny

walked in. He held a candle

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