The little white tiger shook its little head vigorously out of fright. It was not edible, so don't eat it!,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.,She thought that the master's paintings required bathing, changing clothes, setting up an altar and chanting incantations. Unexpectedly, the other party just took out yellow paper and started painting.。