Chapter 710: Peach Blossom

In this generation, he and Charlotte were the only ones who could survive for five days in the shrine.

Benson's original name was Darren Miller, he never wanted others to call him than.

The blood of the Miller family in his body was, in fact, a kind of restraint for him.

Only in Cheyenne's eyes was he always a complete person.

He was just Benson, not the killer Shane, nor the young master Darren of the Miller family.

Although Kelvin didn't like him, being abroad, he could only nod.

Because he didn't understand advanced sorcery.

But he believed that Benson's feelings for Cheyenne were genuine, he wouldn't harm her.

"Take good care of Cheyenne, I have some things to attend to, so I'll leave first."

As he left, Benson took a final glance at the sleeping Cheyenne, his lips curling into a faint smile, before turning and leaving.

The room now only had Kelvin and Cheyenne, quiet as if the world was just born anew.

He had planned to stay until she woke up.

Suddenly receiving a text from Chris, Kelvin's expression turned grave and hesitant after reading it.

a few moments of

for a moment, you just

and planted a light kiss on Cheyenne's

in the blankets, as he was about to take a step out,

the fair hand

"Cheyenne..."

instinctively, a reddish glint appeared in his

locked onto the slender wrist, the back of the hand revealing faint

dense eyelashes, like tiny fans, cast an elegant curve beneath the dark eyes, complementing her delicate brows

help but feel a moment of disappointment,

small hand, thinking he could easily pull it

unexpectedly took

very tight, despite her

mask, a hint of helplessness and indulgent faint smile emerged on the

reluctant to let me go? But there's something urgent I need to deal with. I'll be back soon, you just

He desperately missed her!

his words had an effect, she did obediently retract her hand, hugging the

completely adorable sleeping posture, unexpectedly melting inexplicably

if the baby in Cheyenne's belly was

if she looked like her and was as well-behaved and

again, reminding him that time

long and strong legs, resolutely heading

bedside just as the door creaked shut, buried within the sound of it closing,

concealed behind a silver mask. The man's towering

clear as he bypassed the main hall and headed directly for the dark-clothed man standing

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