Rong Zhao, male, Nin

Two male educated youths quickly moved more lightly and carried Wang Jianhua to the male educated youths' house.,Qin Xiaoxia was glared at by them, so she had to reluctantly take an old biscuit tin from her own box.,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."。