Rong Zhao, male, Nin

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.",Carefully, he took out a small amount of fried rice flower and earthen tea from inside.,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"。