Rong Zhao, male, Nin

He glared at Tang Zhenzhen, twisting his head away in embarrassment, but still clutching the wound on his head.,Huang Xuehong immediately went to help Tang Zhenzhen pull out the boxes: "Tang Zhenzhen is still so generous.",He was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly raised his eyes sharply towards the path leading to the cow shed, a cold glint of alert appearing in his eyes. "Someone's coming."。