Bits and pieces of honey-fvored soy milk,

fade away slowly...

Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,

Back off slowly...

swarming out from the horse's eye,

Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,

And in the blue eyes on the top of the he

stantly eg in the greenhouse...

the night is dark,

Thousands of oysters surging,

From the depths of the valley and steppe, tick tock,

With the slow flow of transparent flower liquid,

The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,

At this moment,

Slip through the space and bee a wetnd,

The three naked bodies were glued together like joined twins,

Qian Duoduo shivered involuntarily,

y,

Just take a closer look with a magnifying gss,

With a breath,

The ever-flowing water droplets,

You will find a silent 5 cm gray beetle above the double soft bed,

Slowly and slowly fade away.......

The turbulent translut milky spring water,

The yin and yang tumble, one after another,

The whole body twists up and down involuntarily, left and right,

Eg the entire golden house space,

A soft and charming voice,

Filled the entire greenhouse...

Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,

at the same time,

The petite panting meow,

From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,

The hss of time drips down sed by sed,