The      sheets      were      wet      from      sheet      to      sheet,

        Two      weeks      after      the      anniversary      of      the      P.H.      Fishing      Port      Cooperative      Society,

        Mei      Zizhi      was      hit      by      Qiankaduo      and      flew      into      the      clouds,

        trembling      all      over,

        Wet      down      the      glossy      hibiscus      orchid      fluff,

        Eg      the      entire      golden      house      space,

        At      this      moment,

        Thousands      of      oysters      surging,

        Only      the      kitten      meows      softly,

        Spasmodic      pleasure,

        Wet,      moist,      shiny      bck      fluff,

        Mei      Zizhi      arched      her      small      body,

        Hold      tight      to      kado's      hair,

        L,

        swarming      out      from      the      horse's      eye,

        From      the      depths      of      the      valley      and      steppe,

        A      white      light      fshed      before      my      eyes,      a      little      bit      of      Venus,

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

        Mei      Zizhi      tracted      and      sucked      unsciously,

        ~~~

        Thousands      of      horses      galloped      like      a      flood,

        The      petite      panting      meow,

        The      paper

        The      whole      person      feels      as      if      reduced      to      ashes,

        Slip      through      the      space      and      bee      a      wetnd,

        Wednesday      at      9      am,

        stick      tightly...

        From      the      throat      from      time      to      time      some      meaningless      characters,

        The      ever-flowing      water      droplets,

        Clouds      and      mists      lightly      fill      the      left      and      right      mountain      peaks,

        Fluttering,      floating      between      heaven      and      earth,

        Like      leaves      in      the      autumn      wind,

        Ten      slender      fingers      stretched      out,

        The      spring      breeze      flutters      across      the      pin      grass,

        Two      naked      sticks      tightly...

        Drops      of      water      dripping      down      the      leaves,

        The      turbulent      translut      milky      spring      water,