Rong Zhao, male, Nin

Ning Yuan didn't want to be entangled by past emotions anymore.,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.","It must have been Ning Yuan who stole my things!" Tang Zhenzhen's face was twisted in anger.。