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.

wet towel on Gloria Taylor's forehead, tucked the quilt corner for

cat, holding a long cigarette stick in his

kind of cigarettes he grew, unprocessed,

and he walked over to the old man and sat down.

old man handed the cigarette stick to Kenny Clarke: "Do

said quietly:

is your wife?" The old man seemed to just ask casually.

remained unchanged:

are from the city, what are you doing here?" The old

answered very simply: "For something."

saw that Kenny Clarke wasn't a talkative person, so he didn't ask more, but started

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

...

Taylor woke up,

a while to adjust the light, then she vaguely saw

her head was not the ceiling that she would see every morning

lay on the bed and looked out, but only saw something similar to a cabinet, and the room still smelled of damp

felt the towel on her forehead.

towel had been half-dried by her body temperature.

Kenny Clarke came

over and sat up, her head dizzy, she slowed down for a few seconds before getting out of bed and walking towards the

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

by the door listening for a while, and found that the old man had spoken a long time before the young man

it was only a short answer, Gloria Taylor also heard

was about

a shirt at this time, and quickly returned to the room and found the

was

no electricity here.

mudslides in the past few days, power

the room, she fumbled around and found there was no clothes

the bed, waiting for Kenny

Fortunately, Kenny Clarke did not let her stay for long.

on the bed for less than ten minutes before she heard the

It was Kenny Clarke.

opened the door and walked in. He held a candle

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