Yellow Spring Expres

Hearing the sound of a stranger, the white tiger's first reaction was to run, but it was still held in Yang Fan's hand. No matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't escape.,As if aware, she lowered her head to glance at it, a faint smile playing on her lips, gently stroking its little head.,Seeing her operate with one hand, Wu Zhenghao helpfully spread out the yellow paper on the table for her.。