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.

Gloria Taylor's forehead, tucked

man sat at the door holding the cat, holding a long cigarette stick in his hand, and was putting a

cigarettes he grew, unprocessed, and the smell of

Clarke frowned imperceptibly, and he walked over to the old man and

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

Clarke said

just ask casually. After taking a very enjoyable

Kenny Clarke's expression remained unchanged:

old man knocked on his cigarette stick and looked up at

answered very simply: "For

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

spirit. The rough clothes on him could not conceal the extravagance

...

up, it was

opened her eyes for a while to adjust the light, then she vaguely saw

she would see every morning when

looked out, but only saw something similar to a cabinet, and the room still smelled of damp wood.

felt the towel

The towel had been half-dried by her body temperature.

She remembered, it seemed that Kenny Clarke came

dizzy, she slowed down for a few seconds

of the old man came downstairs, and

while, and found that the old

answer, Gloria Taylor also heard that it

She was overjoyed and was about to go downstairs.

steps forward, she realized that she was only wearing a shirt at this time, and

switch, but there was

There's no electricity here.

mudslides in the past few days, power outages were

not many things in the room, she fumbled around and found there was no clothes at all.

to the bed,

did not let her stay for long.

the bed for less than ten minutes before she heard the

was Kenny Clarke.

the door and walked in. He held a candle in one hand and Gloria Taylor's

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