Rong Zhao, male, Nin

There, Rong Zhaonan dragged the cart and Ning Yuan together to the old classroom of the village school.,As soon as he took the cattle down to the field that morning, no one passed by the cow shed anymore. As long as he went there to ambush Ning Yuan, he could make that bitch a real broken shoe.,Ning Yuan rolled up her sleeves and nodded: "I know a little, I'll practice more later."。