Yellow Spring Expres

The little white tiger shook its little head vigorously out of fright. It was not edible, so don't eat it!,As if aware, she lowered her head to glance at it, a faint smile playing on her lips, gently stroking its little head.,Although surprised by Yang Fan's careless brushwork, as her pen fell, Grandma Wu felt a shift in the other person's aura. The runes she painted faintly shimmered with gold.。