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