Rong Zhao, male, Nin

Tang Zhenzhen laughed generously and said, "I have red sugar in my box. I'll take some red sugar to make oil tea and stir-fry rice.",Ning Yuan happened to see the cold, sharp aura surrounding him. She subconsciously gasped for air.,But the next moment, Rong Zhaonan bowed his head and stood behind her, instantly becoming that silent, inconspicuous weak scholar again.。