Yellow Spring Expres

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.,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.,"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.。