The yin and yang tumble, one after another,

The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,

With the slow flow of transparent flower liquid,

With a breath,

At this moment,

Slowly and slowly fade away.......

From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,

swarming out from the horse's eye,

Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,

Slip through the space and bee a wetnd,

From the depths of the valley and steppe, tick tock,

The ever-flowing water droplets,

Qian Duoduo shivered involuntarily,

at the same time,

Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,

The hss of time drips down sed by sed,

Eg the entire golden house space,

stantly eg in the greenhouse...

Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,

Bits and pieces of honey-fvored soy milk,

Just take a closer look with a magnifying gss,

You will find a silent 5 cm gray beetle above the double soft bed,

And in the blue eyes on the top of the head, there

Thousands of oysters surging,

the night is dark,

A soft and charming voice,

The whole body twists up and down involuntarily, left and right,

Back off slowly...

The three naked bodies were glued together like joined twins,

The petite panting meow,

fade away slowly...

Filled the entire greenhouse...

The turbulent translut milky spring water,