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.,It was strange, but as Yang Fan comforted her, the agitated little white tiger gradually calmed down, but its small paws held onto his clothes tightly.,"Master, your cat..." She opened her mouth to compliment Yang Fan's cat for being pretty, but Wu Zhenghao, who was following behind, interrupted her and gave her a wink.。