Yellow Spring Expres

The little white tiger shook its little head vigorously out of fright. It was not edible, so don't eat it!,Seeing its fear, Yang Fan sighed helplessly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here.",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.。