Rong Zhao, male, Nin

Rong Zhaonan looked at the cart she pulled over and raised an eyebrow: "Alright, let's go.",As soon as he took the cattle down to the field that morning, no one passed by the cow shed anymore. As long as he went there to ambush Ning Yuan, he could make that bitch a real broken shoe.,She couldn't bear to eat that pack of cookies. After she got it, she only ate one a week!。