Rong Zhao, male, Nin

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.,Tang Zhenzhen rolled her eyes internally, but a helpless smile appeared on her face: "Alright, let's go. We'll have to grab some food for him later. After all, he's our fellow comrade.",Huang Xuedong has always been Tang Zhenzhen's loyal follower. Seeing the furniture on the cart beside Ning Yuan from afar, he blurted out —。