My tigress

Along the way, Wang Hu was not in a hurry. He didn't go too fast or too slow, more like sightseeing.,With a low growl, its speed increased. Its massive body, weighing hundreds of kilograms, moved through the snowy mountains like a fish in water, carrying with it gusts of wind.,In a short while, as we turned over a mountain ridge, two tiger roars grew louder and more intense, sounding as if they were about to fight any moment.。