Yellow Spring Expres

The little white tiger swayed helplessly in the air, its small eyes filled with sorrow. Those hateful humans only know how to bully it!,Yang Fan held a white tiger in his left hand and a brush dipped in ink in his right. With flowing strokes, he completed the talisman on the yellow paper in one go.,"Grandma Wu looked at Yang Fan again, "Master, let's buy some more fruit."。