Yang Fan let out a mocking laugh, wickedly swinging it in the air. “Go on, go on.”,Yang Fan walked into the house with the white tiger cub in her arms. The cub snuggled in her embrace, its little head tilted up drowsily, its gaze fixed on her smooth jawline.,"Qingqing" Wu Zhenghao reacted after a second, realizing that Grandma Wu was talking about his cousin who was a pilot.。