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