She clicked her tongue, "You're so dangerous. How about I eat you first What do you say, braised or stewed",The little white tiger shook its little head vigorously out of fright. It was not edible, so don't eat it!,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.。