Bits and pieces of honey-fvored soy milk,

The yin and yang tumble, one after another,

The turbulent translut milky spring water,

Eg the entire golden house space,

Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,

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

Just take a closer look with a magnifying gss,

The hss of time drips down sed by sed,

The petite panting meow,

swarming out from the horse's eye,

Qian Duoduo shivered involuntarily,

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

Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,

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

The ever-flowing water droplets,

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

With the slow flow of transparent flower liquid,

With a breath,

fade away slowly...

the night is dark,

The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,

A soft and charming voice,

Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,

stantly eg in the greenhouse...

at the same time,

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

At this moment,

Slip through the space and bee a wetnd,

The three naked bodies were glued together like joined twins,

Filled the entire greenhouse...

From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,

Back off slowly...

Thousands of oysters surging,