Yellow Spring Expres

It writhed restlessly, eager to escape. Suddenly, a warm and strong hand rested on its spine, soothing it with gentle strokes.,Its fluffy white fur is irresistible to the touch.,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.。