Wednesday at 9
Wet, moist, shiny black fluff,
A white light flashed before my eyes, a little bit of Venus,
The petite panting meow,
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Clouds and mists lightly fill the left and right mountain peaks,
Two weeks after the anniversary of the P.H. Fishing Port Cooperative Society,
Drops of water dripping down the leaves,
At this moment,
Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,
Thousands of oysters surging,
Like leaves in the autumn wind,
stick tightly...
Mei Zizhi was hit by Qiankaduo and flew into the clouds,
Mei Zizhi arched her small body,
Ten slender fingers stretched out,
Spasmodic pleasure,
The spring breeze flutters across the plain grass,
The whole body twists up and down involuntarily, left and right,
The ever-flowing water droplets,
Echoing the entire golden house space,
From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,
The whole person feels as if reduced to ashes,
Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,
The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,
trembling all over,
huilian Cave,
L,
From the depths of the valley and steppe,
Two naked sticks tightly...
Fluttering, floating between heaven and earth,
Only the kitten meows softly,
Mei Zizhi contracted and sucked unconsciously,
Hold tight to Chankado' s hair,
Slip through the space and become a wetland,
swarming out from the horse' s eye,
The turbulent translucent milky spring water,