From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,
Slip through the space and become a wetland,
Bits and pieces of honey-flavored soy milk,
With the slow flow of transparent flower liquid,
Permeates the entire room.
At this moment,
Echoing the entire golden house space,
L,
at the same time,
swarming out from the horse' s eye,
the night is dark,
From the depths of the valley and steppe,
Unconscious delta waves,
The two naked bodies were sticking together like conjoined twins,
The ever-flowing water droplets,
Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,
fade away slowly...
at the window,
Gently stick it to the Baihui point in the center of Shinotarō' s head...
Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,
Yang Taozhi put the ring on his left middle finger,
Back off slowly...
The yin and yang tumble, one after another,
The whole body twists up and down involuntarily, left and right,
The petite panting meow,
With a breath,
The turbulent translucent milky spring water,
A soft and charming voice,
Constantly echoing in the guest room...
Shinotarō trembled involuntarily,
I saw
The hourglass of time drips down second by second,
surging,
The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,
On Yang Taozhi' s left middle finger, a suspended three-dimensional image appears,
Slowly and slowly fade away.......
Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,