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.

put a wet towel on Gloria Taylor's forehead, tucked the quilt corner for her, then he

cat, holding a long cigarette stick in his hand,

grew, unprocessed, and the smell of tobacco

frowned imperceptibly, and he walked over to the old

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

said quietly:

just ask casually. After taking a very enjoyable sip, he asked

remained unchanged:

are from the city, what are you doing here?" The old man knocked on his cigarette stick and looked up at him.

answered very

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

big eyes and a strong heroic spirit. The rough clothes on him could not conceal the extravagance on him. He was not an ordinary person at first glance.

...

up, it was dim insight.

for a while to adjust the light, then she vaguely

her head was not the ceiling that she would see every morning when she woke up,

and looked out, but only

felt the towel on her forehead.

been half-dried by her body

that Kenny Clarke came to

Gloria Taylor suddenly turned over and sat up, her head dizzy, she slowed down for a few

the old man came downstairs, and the voice of a young man was mixed in it.

the old man had spoken a

only a short answer, Gloria Taylor also heard that it

and was about to go downstairs.

she realized that she was only wearing a shirt at this time, and quickly returned to the room and found the light switch by the door.

the switch, but there was no light in the

electricity

heavy rains and serious mudslides in the

she fumbled around and found there was no clothes at

Taylor had to return to the bed, waiting for Kenny Clarke to come

Clarke did not let her stay

for less than ten minutes before she heard the footsteps of someone going

It was Kenny Clarke.

after a while, Kenny Clarke opened the door and walked in. He held

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