
Rong Zhao, male, Nin
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Carefully, he took out a small amount of fried rice flower and earthen tea from inside.,She reluctantly said, "I don't have any bone broth. This beaten tea without bone broth isn't tasty.",Huang Xueming was indignant and said, "Zhenzhen, let's go to the village committee and report her! Thieves should be paraded through the streets with a sign around their neck!"。