Yellow Spring Expres

It writhed restlessly, eager to escape. Suddenly, a warm and strong hand rested on its spine, soothing it with gentle strokes.,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.,This is the second time Wu Zhenghao has seen Yang Fan draw talismans, but Wu's grandmother is seeing it for the first time, her eyes full of disbelief.。