Rong Zhao, male, Nin

Qin Xiaoxia was glared at by them, so she had to reluctantly take an old biscuit tin from her own box.,Ke Tang Zhen Zhen immediately sensed something was wrong when she opened the box.,She held a stack of old newspapers, watching Rong Zhaonan effortlessly drag a cart filled with broken furniture – a cabinet, tables, and chairs – along the side.。