Rong Zhao, male, Nin

There, Rong Zhaonan dragged the cart and Ning Yuan together to the old classroom of the village school.,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 almost suspected she was hallucinating. Before she could react, she heard footsteps.。