Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,

The yin and yang tumble, one after another,

You will find a silent

With the slow flow of transparent flower liquid,

The two naked bodies were stig together like joined twins,

Filled the entire greenhouse...

At this moment,

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

The petite panting meow,

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

With a breath,

at the same time,

The ever-flowing water droplets,

Slip through the space and bee a wetnd,

The hss of time drips down sed by sed,

Thousands of oysters surging,

Eg the entire golden house space,

Christian shivered involuntarily,

Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,

Just take a closer look with a magnifying gss,

stantly eg in the greenhouse...

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

The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,

Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,

The turbulent translut milky spring water,

Back off slowly...

the night is dark,

fade away slowly...

swarming out from the horse's eye,

A soft and charming voice,

Bits and pieces of honey-fvored soy milk,

From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,