Rong Zhao, male, Nin

This, Tang Zhenzhen returned to the educated youth point with a belly full of questions.,He glared at Tang Zhenzhen, twisting his head away in embarrassment, but still clutching the wound on his head.,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."。