My Love, Enlighten me

Chapter 473: Do Me A Favor

Gloria Taylor leaned against Kenny Clarke's arms, with one arm hanging weakly on one side her body, and the other arm barely raised to grab the corner of Kenny's clothes.

Although Kenny Clarke was stained with mud, Gloria Taylor couldn't help but hugged him tightly.

A heart settled down like that.

Kenny Clarke rarely said anything, he just let her stay in his arms, and didn't push her away.

After a few seconds, Gloria Taylor said, "I can walk, but I need to rest for a while."

Her body was too stiff, she needed to move.

Kenny Clarke heard the words and looked down at her.

Gloria Taylor also looked at him, curled her lips, and smiled at him.

Her smile was so tender that he had never seen before.

Kenny Clarke's eyebrows frowned, and he reached out to touch Gloria Taylor's forehead.

Only when his hand touched Gloria Taylor's forehead, he was shrunk by the heat from her forehead.

He put his hand on Gloria Taylor's forehead to test the temperature, then put it on his forehead to feel his, then he calmly stated, "You have a fever."

"Really?" Gloria Taylor said, and reached out to touch her forehead: "That's why I feel hot."

Her voice was already very weak, tilting her head and leaning against Kenny Clarke's arms, she didn't have any strength at all.

Kenny Clarke kept frowning.

He held Gloria Taylor with one hand, and said solemnly: "Wait."

Immediately, he squatted down and took Gloria Taylor's hand to let her hug his neck.

Gloria Taylor was so weak, she hugged his neck and slumped on his back. Her brain was already unclear now because of the fever: "Are you going to carry me? But I seem to have gained weight recently. It will be a bit heavy..."

Kenny Clarke ignored her nonsense and walked forward with her on his back.

Before he took a few steps, he heard Gloria Taylor ask him: "Am I heavy?"

Kenny Clarke replied, "No."

She was not heavy, but very light.

If she got fatter, she should be much better.

"Oh, that's good..." The ending sound became extremely small, until there's no sound.

Fortunately, this section of the road was better than the one where Kenny Clarke came from, and it was easier for walking.

But it didn't get much better.

On the dirt roads in the countryside, when it rained, their feet would be muddy. With a person on his back, although Kenny Clarke had good physical strength, when he walked for a long time, it's a bit overwhelming.

What's more, the woman on his back still talked nonsense from time to time.

"Am I heavy?"

Kenny Clarke no longer remembered how many times she asked this question.

He said in a calm voice, "Yes, so you'd better shut up and stop talking from now on."

"Oh." Gloria Taylor was so obedient, she stopped talking after responding.

Kenny Clarke also felt that Gloria Taylor's body temperature was getting higher and higher.

He can't let her burn down like this, he should find a place to let her have a rest and see a doctor.

But...

Kenny Clarke raised his eyes and saw that the distance was either dense forest or mud.

He didn't know how long he had been walking, there were houses in the woods on the roadside.

Kenny Clarke watched for a moment, then walked over with Gloria Taylor on his back.

It was a tiled house made of blue bricks. It was extremely simple and poor, but for them at this time, it was already an excellent habitat.

The door was open.

Kenny Clarke walked to the door with Gloria Taylor on his back, and saw an old man over half a hundred years old sitting on a chair, holding a fish, and teasing a cat.

Hearing the movement, the old man raised his head and looked over, squinting his eyes and asked, "What did you do?" Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

"I encountered a landslide, could you please let us stay here for one night?" Kenny Clarke said very concisely.

But the old man did not understand his language, he only spoke dialect.

Kenny Clarke failed to communicate with him.

But fortunately, the old man was kind. Seeing that he and Gloria Taylor were so embarrassed, he probably guessed what happened to them, so he greeted them both in.

Although the old man's house was very simple and poor, but the house was exceptionally clean.

The old man took him to the kitchen, pointed at the water tank, and then at the big iron pot, indicating that if they wanted to take a bath, they can boil water.

After preparing a bucket of hot water to Kenny Clarke, the old man went to find two sets of his clothes for Kenny Clarke, and then went back to the previous room and continued to tease the cat.

Kenny Clarke glanced in the direction where the old man was leaving, then he put Gloria Taylor on the stool, patted her face, and called her name: "Gloria, wake up."

Gloria Taylor barely opened her eyes, and saw that the person in front of her was Kenny Clarke, she said: "I'm so sleepy."

Then she closed her eyes again and fell asleep peacefully.

She trusted him so much?

Kenny Clarke took a deep breath and threatened her: "Gloria, you'd better open your eyes and take a bath, or I will just throw you here."

Gloria Taylor, who was threatened by him, barely opened her eyes: "You won't leave me alone here... I'm so sleepy now... you can help me wash..."

Kenny Clarke's expression changed and changed again, and in the end, he could only compromise.

Gloria had to take a bath and he should find a way to reduce her fever, otherwise, she would ill badly.

In Kenny Clarke's current memory, there was no memory of serving a woman to take a bath.

But when he stretched out his hand to take off Gloria Taylor's clothes and helped her take a bath, his movements were smooth and skillful, as if he had done this before...

Kenny Clarke paused slightly.

What magic power did this woman have, he has done this for her before?

As the mud on her body gradually washed away, the fair skin on her body was revealed inch by inch.

Her skin was very fair, and dazzling.

Kenny Clarke felt that his desire was rising, he frowned and stopped looking at her, but the touch on his hand was particularly clear.

Kenny Clarke calmed himself down and help her take a shower, glanced at the clothes the old man offered, he silently took off his jacket, took off his shirt and put it on for Gloria Taylor.

It didn't rain much along the way, his coat was all mud, but his shirt was still clean.

He took Gloria Taylor to the room, took a cold shower, and took Gloria Taylor's clothes to dry them.

He didn't know how to wash clothes by hand, but he can still do it by washing off the mud.

The room the old man arranged for them was on the second floor, and the old man lived on the first floor because he had trouble with his legs.

When Kenny Clarke put Gloria Taylor into the room, he saw the old man at the top of the stairs who was climbing up the stairs with the handrails.

The old man was holding a wet towel in his hand and a bottle of wine in the other.

Kenny Clarke discovered that the old man was a little lame.

He walked downstairs, walked to the old man, and took the things over: "Thank you."

The old man spoke slowly: "Cool down your wife with this. There is no place to see a doctor in this weather."

This time, Kenny Clarke vaguely understood some of his dialects.

He faintly responded: "Yeah."

The old man nodded and went downstairs.

The cat followed him.