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.

few moments of contemplation,

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

he bent down and planted a

to take a step out,

hand that held onto his

"Cheyenne..."

a hint of disbelief, almost instinctively, a reddish glint appeared

hand revealing faint blue veins, exceptionally beautiful. Lifting his gaze, she

an elegant curve

but feel a moment of disappointment, retracting his

Cheyenne's small hand, thinking he could easily pull it

unexpectedly took some

held on him very tight, despite her

a hint of helplessness and indulgent faint smile

are you reluctant to let me go? But there's something urgent I need to deal with.

He desperately missed her!

words had an effect, she did obediently retract her hand,

stared at her completely adorable sleeping posture, unexpectedly melting inexplicably at

would be great if the

if she looked like her and was as well-behaved and obedient. He would definitely cherish

again, reminding him that time could

lifting his long and strong legs,

bedside just as

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

and headed directly for the dark-clothed man standing by

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