Yellow Spring Expres

Yang Fan was already quick, and with Li Wenlin's help, the two quickly finished weaving the bamboo stool and fence.,Yang Fan not only didn't let go of it, but hugged it tightly in his arms, "Why are you running away",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.。