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.

moments of contemplation, he

I'm sorry. I have to step out for a moment, you just wait for me to come

he bent down and planted a light

he was about to

fair hand that

"Cheyenne..."

carried a hint of disbelief, almost instinctively, a reddish glint appeared in his deep-set, dark

slender wrist, the back of the hand revealing

eyelashes, like tiny fans, cast an elegant curve beneath

couldn't help but feel a moment of disappointment, retracting

hand grasped Cheyenne's small hand,

unexpectedly took some

him very tight, despite her undeniably

of helplessness and indulgent

But there's something urgent I need to deal with. I'll be back soon,

He desperately missed her!

if his words had an effect, she did obediently

stared at her completely adorable sleeping posture, unexpectedly

be great if the baby in Cheyenne's belly was

as well-behaved and obedient. He

rang again, reminding him that time could

sighed deeply, lifting his long and strong legs, resolutely

he know, as he stepped through the door, a faint murmur escaped from the bedside just as the door creaked shut, buried within the sound

a peculiar guest. His face concealed behind a silver mask. The man's towering figure seemed to diminish the space

the main hall and headed directly for the

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