From the depths of the valley and steppe, tick tock,
the night is dark,
Wet, moist, shiny black fluff,
The whole body twists up and down involuntarily, left and right,
Echoing the entire golden house space,
The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,
A soft and charming
Indulge in indulgence and exude endless wildness,
Only the kitten meows softly,
The peach blossom heart hidden in the depths, like an endless ocean,
n octopus pot, it expands and contracts freely,
Towards the peach blossom source Shuilian Cave,
The ever-flowing water droplets,
The spring breeze flutters across the plain grass,
galloping incessantly on the vast grassland,
Slip through the space and become a wetland,
From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,
At this moment, the smooth prairie swayed frequently,
Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,
Drops of water dripping down the leaves,
Clouds and mists lightly fill the left and right mountain peaks,
The petite panting meow,
At this moment,
The heart of the flower opened wide, and the jade door opened and closed like an oyster shell, shrunk and tightened.
Up and down, tightening and shrinking, like a bird flapping its left and right wings,
The big baby roams the ocean like a dragon,
The turbulent translucent milky spring water,
swarming out from the horse' s eye,
Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,
Thousands of oysters surging,