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",Ning Yuan rolled up her sleeves and nodded: "I know a little, I'll practice more later.",Ning Yuan happened to see the cold, sharp aura surrounding him. She subconsciously gasped for air.。