the night is dark,
Bits and pieces of honey-flavored soy milk,
With a breath,
Watching the live feed from the grey beetle.
Slowly and slowly fade away.......
fade away slowly...
Alexandra' s lower abdomen slowly flowed out a
B50101, 4th Floor,
The hourglass of time drips down second by second,
Just take a closer look with a magnifying glass,
From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,
Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,
Echoing the entire golden house space,
The ever-flowing water droplets,
Back off slowly...
Constantly echoing in the greenhouse...
And in the blue eyes on the top of the head, there are faintly flashing spots of light,
A soft and charming voice,
The petite panting meow,
Filled the entire greenhouse...
From the depths of the valley and steppe, tick tock,
With the slow flow of transparent flower liquid,
The yin and yang tumble, one after another,
at the same time,
at the same time,
You will find a silent 5 cm gray beetle above the double soft bed,
The turbulent translucent milky spring water,
Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,
Christian shivered involuntarily,
Alexandra is lying in bed wearing smart glasses.
The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,
Don' t know when.
t and right,
The two naked bodies were sticking together like conjoined twins,
Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,