Yellow Spring Expres

Hee hee~ Fresh little chicks and ducklings, one bite each.,Yang Fan not only didn't let go of it, but hugged it tightly in his arms, "Why are you running away",Although surprised by Yang Fan's careless brushwork, as her pen fell, Grandma Wu felt a shift in the other person's aura. The runes she painted faintly shimmered with gold.。