Rong Zhao, male, Nin

Ning Yuan rolled up her sleeves and nodded: "I know a little, I'll practice more later.",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.",Tang Zhenzhen choked, a wronged look on her face: "I also heard Xue Hong say that, and misunderstood."。