Rong Zhao, male, Nin

Rong Zhaonan put the cart in front of the house and pushed his black-framed glasses up the bridge of his nose: "Now, do we bring things into the house",Tang Zhenzhen looked at the pile of things, sneering inwardly. What a thief!,That's Rong Zhaonan's uncleaned brush water from cleaning a cow this morning.。