wildness,
Towards the peach blossom source Shuilian Cave,
Clouds and mists lightly fill the left and right mountain peaks,
The spring breeze flutters across the plain grass,
Drops of water dripping down the leaves,
Wet, moist, shiny black fluff,
Only the kitten meows softly,
Thousands of oysters surging,
swarming out from the horse' s eye,
Slip through the space and become a wetland,
At this moment,
The whole body twists up and down involuntarily, left and right,
The ever-flowing water droplets,
From the depths of the valley and steppe, tick tock,
Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,
The petite panting meow,
Echoing the entire golden house space,
The turbulent translucent milky spring water,
Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,
The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,
the night is dark,
From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,
A soft and charming voice,
The yin and yang tumble, one after another,
With a breath,
Constantly echoing in the greenhouse...
Xi Kuo Pi shivered involuntarily,
The two naked bodies were sticking together like conjoined twins,
Bits and pieces of honey-flavored soy milk,
With the slow flow of transparent flower liquid,
Filled the entire greenhouse...
The hourglass of time drips down second by second,
Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,
Back off slowly...
fade away slowly...
Slowly