Rong Zhao, male, Nin

Qin Xiaoxia was glared at by them, so she had to reluctantly take an old biscuit tin from her own box.,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.",Some villagers who witnessed the commotion also spoke up: “We did see Lai the accountant from our village going to the elementary school warehouse with Ning Yuan this morning.”。