Rong Zhao, male, Nin
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author: 匿名
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.,Huang Xuehong's eyes lit up immediately: "That's right, Tan Xiaoxia, bring some out. You are all like-minded people. Don't be stingy like a capitalist! We'll give you scallions, ginger, and garlic!",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."。