Rong Zhao, male, Nin

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.",She wore an expression of helplessness on her face: "Oh, Ning Yuan, how could you associate with bad elements and start stealing public property belonging to the team You're going to be imprisoned.",That's Rong Zhaonan's uncleaned brush water from cleaning a cow this morning.。