Yellow Spring Expres

It writhed restlessly, eager to escape. Suddenly, a warm and strong hand rested on its spine, soothing it with gentle strokes.,"Master..." Wu Zhenghao walked over and saw the white tiger in Yang Fan's arms, he paused for a moment, "Master, you still have a kitten This cat is so pretty.",Wu Zhenghao looked carefully at the white tiger in Yang Fan's arms. The more he looked, the more he felt it was like... a real tiger.。