
Rong Zhao, male, Nin
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state:serializing
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.,Tang Zhenzhen rolled her eyes internally, but a helpless smile appeared on her face: "Alright, let's go. We'll have to grab some food for him later. After all, he's our fellow comrade.",Tang Zhenzhen looked at the pile of things, sneering inwardly. What a thief!。