Sweat beads dripped from his forehead, soaking through his clothes and clinging to his chest muscles.He looks very manly with sweat dripping down his face."Mr. Leng, good evening!" Liang Yimo came to..."My child, can only be mine and Yimo's. If Yimo cannot give birth, then I will not want a child." 。tched slightly."I'll cut off your manhood!" Tong Yimo narrowed her eyes, grinning wickedly and gesturing with her fingers.Leng Ye Chen took a deep breath of cold air and smiled, “Don't worry, I will g...