Yellow Spring Expres

He kept staring at the white tiger like that, and it felt uneasy. It struggled to burrow into Yang Fan's arms, whimpering "~" It was scared.,Yang Fan walked into the house with the white tiger cub in her arms. The cub snuggled in her embrace, its little head tilted up drowsily, its gaze fixed on her smooth jawline.,Without her needing to signal, Wu Zhenghao by the side carefully reached out with both hands and took over the drawn talisman. Yang Fan immediately drew a second one.。