Chapter 943: Another Strange Illness
Afterwards, Cheyenne quietly reached out and touched his ear, causing her fingertips to recoil from the heat.
"Iker, thank you. Whether it's your affection or your life-saving grace, this 'thank you' comes straight from my heart."
Of course Iker knew she had secretly touched his earlobe; he was just pretending not to notice.
"Uh-huh."
How nice it would be if they could keep walking down this road forever. But even the longest road has an end point. The light on the second floor was right in front of them; all they needed to do was push open that door and Iker would have to return Cheyenne back to someone else. He stood at the doorway for a few seconds.
Cheyenne sensed his change in mood and couldn't help but laugh. "Master Iker, are you a bat? Do you only like thinking in dark environments?"
"My feet are still bleeding; who knows how much chicken soup I'll need later on."
Upon hearing this, Iker felt guilty for spacing out earlier and put her down gently. "I'm sorry; my mind wa

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