as Leng Zhjing was about to push away Ji Siyan, suddenly, his consciousness began to blur and his vision became hazy."Ajing, have you ever met Yimo" Ji Siyan left Leng Zhucheng's lips and held his ch..."My child, can only be mine and Yimo's. If Yimo cannot give birth, then I will not want a child." 。me ever since we met" He Zechuan's voice sounded a little down. 。And even Xing'er herself didn't realize this, but rather at the moment he asked her, she actually didn't know how to explain it. 。The...