Yellow Spring Expres

Its small reaction was quite interesting, Yang Fan couldn't help but want to tease it some more. Suddenly, someone spoke behind him.,As if aware, she lowered her head to glance at it, a faint smile playing on her lips, gently stroking its little head.,Yang Fan's gaze swept over Grandma Wu for a moment, then he walked into the house with the white tiger cub. There was still quite a bit of yellow paper that Sun Ping had given her last time, so she took out the yellow paper and ink from the cabinet.。