My tigress

A striking black stripe formed the shape of a kingly "wang" character between its brows. Its eyes scanned the surroundings, exuding an aura of dominance and power - it was none other than the king of beasts, the tiger.,More than three years ago, Tiger Mom passed away, and he had practically nothing else to do.,After all, in his past life, he didn't have much to linger over. It wouldn't make much difference whether he knew or not.。