Yellow Spring Expres

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.,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 stared intently as he put the talisman paper into the small lucky bag, pondering whether he should buy some of these lucky bags for himself too.。