teammates wouldn't even be a match for EA Team.In this qualifying round, they are doomed to lose.Ming Sihan pondered for a while, his mind suddenly lit up. Finally, the frown between his brows eased,..."My child, can only be mine and Yimo's. If Yimo cannot give birth, then I will not want a child." 。pter cockpit.His facial features were sharp and cold, with a high nose bridge and thin lips tightly pressed together. It was a handsome and masculine Eastern face.Among all the male warriors in the Sp...