Rong Zhao, male, Nin

Rong Zhaonan looked at the cart she pulled over and raised an eyebrow: "Alright, let's go.",He gritted his teeth in pain: "Ouch, you two, be careful when you lift me!",But the next moment, Rong Zhaonan bowed his head and stood behind her, instantly becoming that silent, inconspicuous weak scholar again.。