Rong Zhao, male, Nin

"That's right, your head is busted, and you have a cracked rib. You need to recuperate and can't earn work points!",Carefully, he took out a small amount of fried rice flower and earthen tea from inside.,Huang Xuěhóng met Li Yan's gaze, his round face flushed red. He instinctively scolded Ning Yuán: "That...that's not because you stole Zhēnzhēn's money and things, that's why we misunderstood you!"。