On Yang Taozhi' s left middle finger, a suspended three-dimensional image appears,
Waiting for the blood of two groups of passionate climax,
Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,
I saw
The turbulent translucent milky spring water,
The two naked bodies were sticking together like conjoined twins,
Slowly and slowly fade away.......
Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,
swarming out from the horse' s eye,
the night is dark,
Permeates the entire room.
at the window,
The ever-flowing water droplets,
The whole body twists up and down involuntarily, left and right,
With the slow flow of transparent flower liquid,
Unconscious delta waves,
Yang Taozhi put the ring on his left middle finger,
From the depths of the valley and steppe,
The yin and yang tumble, one after another,
Constantly echoing in the guest room...
Shinotarō trembled involuntarily,
The sheets were wet from sheet to sheet,
Back off slowly...
From the throat from time to time some meaningless characters,
L,
fade away slowly...
The hourglass of time drips down second by second,
Bits and pieces of honey-flavored soy milk,
at the same time,
A soft and charming voice,
At this moment,
The petite panting meow,
Slip through the space and become a wetland,
With a breath,
surging,
Gently stick it to the Baihui point in the center of Shinotarō' s head...
Echoing the entire golden house space,