Wet down the glossy hibiscus orchid fluff,

Thousands of oysters surging,

Then jump out of bed skillfully.

The wife rolled over and sat up. She said loudly: Ou Mai is embarrassed. My husband is back.

Drops of water dripping down the leaves,

From the depths of the valley and steppe,

half an hour.

At this moment,

The bird sang happily.

Quickly put on the clothes on the ground.

The sleeping husband was surprised.

Hear birdsong.

The process takes less than 60 seds.

Eg the entire golden house space,

Towards the peach blossom source Shuilian Cave,

at this time.

The spring breeze flutters across the pin grass,

Followed by shouting: Mamma Mia. Mamma Mia..

The sheets were soaking wet..

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

Then.

The turbulent translut milky spring water,

swarming out from the horse's eye,

Wet, moist, shiny bck fluff,

I only heard my husband shouting outside the window: bck ear honey. bck ear honey...

The petite panting meow,

Thousands of horses galloped like a flood,

The ever-flowing water droplets,

L,

Slip through the space and bee a wetnd,

Only the kitten meows softly,

endless wildness,

jumped out of the window...

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

Early m.