Yellow Spring Expres

Yang Fan was already quick, and with Li Wenlin's help, the two quickly finished weaving the bamboo stool and fence.,It writhed restlessly, eager to escape. Suddenly, a warm and strong hand rested on its spine, soothing it with gentle strokes.,As if aware, she lowered her head to glance at it, a faint smile playing on her lips, gently stroking its little head.。