Rong Zhao, male, Nin

"Oh, Jianhua, you have to be more careful next time, don't roll off the riverbank again!",He glared at Tang Zhenzhen, twisting his head away in embarrassment, but still clutching the wound on his head.,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!"。