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.",As soon as Tang Zhenzhen entered the room, she instructed Qin Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, you still have some oil tea sent from home, right Bring some oil tea, and let's go see Wang Jianhua together.",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."。