Rong Zhao, male, Nin

Ning Yuan rolled up her sleeves and nodded: "I know a little, I'll practice more later.",Ning Yuan happened to see the cold, sharp aura surrounding him. She subconsciously gasped for air.,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!"。