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