The big baby roams the ocean like a dragon,
The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,
galloping incessantly on the vast grassland,
From the depths of the valley and steppe, tick tock,
The turbulent translucent milky spring water,
Towards the peach blossom source Shuilian Cave,
The heart of the flower opened wide, and the jade door opened and closed like an oyster shell, shrunk and tightened.
Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,
Only the kitten meows softly,
At this moment,
Thousands of oysters surging,
The peach blossom heart hidden in the depths, like an endless ocean,
Wet, moist, shiny black fluff,
Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,
From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,
The petite panting meow,
n octopus pot, it expands and contracts freely,
The spring breeze flutters across the plain grass,
Clouds and mists lightly fill the left and right mountain peaks,
A soft and charming
The whole body twists up and down involuntarily, left and right,
At this moment, the smooth prairie swayed frequently,
the night is dark,
Drops of water dripping down the leaves,
Indulge in indulgence and exude endless wildness,
Echoing the entire golden house space,
Slip through the space and become a wetland,
The ever-flowing water droplets,
Up and down, tightening and shrinking, like a bird flapping its left and right wings,
swarming out from the horse' s eye,