Just now, the little white tiger who had been hiding at home all along finally came out for a stroll. Seeing the chicks and ducklings released in the yard, it was somewhat excited and wanted to jump in and play with them.,It was strange, but as Yang Fan comforted her, the agitated little white tiger gradually calmed down, but its small paws held onto his clothes tightly.,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.。