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