Bits and pieces of honey-flavore
From the depths of the valley and steppe,
Towards the peach blossom source Shuilian Cave,
Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,
L,
Yumen opens and closes like an oyster shell, shrinks and tightens,
A soft and charming voice,
Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,
Indulge in indulgence and exude endless wildness,
Slip through the space and become a wetland,
Only the kitten meows softly,
Drops of water dripping down the leaves,
The petite panting meow,
er' s heart is wide open,
The big baby roams the ocean like a dragon,
Wet, moist, shiny black fluff,
swarming out from the horse' s eye,
The spring breeze flutters across the plain grass,
Clouds and mists lightly fill the left and right mountain peaks,
Wet into slices after slices,
The vast world, the vast universe,
Echoing the entire golden house space,
galloping incessantly on the vast grassland,
The ever-flowing water droplets,
The turbulent translucent milky spring water,
At this moment,
Fluttering, floating between heaven and earth,
The whole body twists up and down involuntarily, left and right,
A white light flashed before my eyes, a little bit of Venus,
The whole body is almost paralyzed,
The yin and yang tumble, one after another,
With a breath,
Thousands of oysters surging,
He penetrated her, she wrapped him,
Lily was hit by Calvin and flew into the clouds,