At night, the taste is different in many places, nightclubs, fat powder, hospitals, disinfectant water.

Huang Dongdong was very rebellious, and insisted on guarding a "dead night" like a "dark moon killing night", and "introduced the infatuated Yanei" into the room.

Dongdong and Holland exchanged ears: "Why is her face so red?" ”

"I woke up and had a spring dream."

"Spring dreams?"

"Well, I muttered in my mouth, 'Oh, it's really a tyrannical thing, "The Peony Pavilion" is about Miss Du Liniang dying in a spring dream in the garden, and returning her soul because of the deep love of her son Liu Mengmei. Test Text Watermark 6. Foreigners often don't understand: what happened to them? I didn't even pull my hand. cough, the Chinese people laughed and said: Life and death, love, everything happens. - Divine friendship surpasses x friendship, Oriental people's **, what do ghosts know——'"

"I really admire you! Did you remember every word of her dreams? ”

"Of course, you don't know how amazing she is with this amnesia-"

The brothers and sisters who exchanged their ears were indeed a little fascinated by the nerves at this time.

Look at her,

The cheeks are wine red, the eyes are full of spring dew, the mouth is lightly closed, and the side looks at a Dudu Meng Baoer. Test Text Watermark 2.

Even if the bewitching heart of the injured man lying on the hospital bed trembles at this moment,——— the man's back is injured, he can only lie on his stomach, with white gauze wrapped around his head, but it does not affect the strong charm at all! ——Combining power and domineering, miscellaneous and individual, such a big demon is lying on his stomach and sleeping. Every breath is a temptation. ———, my brother and sister still focused on her.

A woman with a heart like a drum, and a face as calm as a drum skin.

Hope rolls into the arms of the drummer. Test Text Watermark 4. The drummer was asleep at this time, and the drummer fell in love with his own drumming and heroism. Perhaps, he also fell in love with his amorous and debauched nature.

Gao Yan walked to the head of the bed step by step, tilted his head slightly to look at him,

It suddenly occurred to me that Li Bai and Baudelaire's understanding of sexiness is really different. Li Bai's sexiness is "love at first sight", and Baudelaire's sexiness is "the last glimpse".

Gao Yan stared at him, carefully distinguishing which category his sexiness belonged to, and in the end, there was really no boundary, it was both.

When they meet in the red dust, they each wield a golden whip; Ten thousand weeping willows, Junjia over there. Test Text Watermark 6.

The twenty words of Li Bai's "Encounter" are all vernacular, but they interpret the ambiguity and beauty of love at first sight intriguingly. Maybe it's the spring, the rich son of the fat horse and the light fur, can't help but think about the young lady who passed by, politely accosted, the young lady also replied, left an address, my home is in the weeping willow between the ten thousand households. - This is a classical encounter.

Gao Yan took another step closer to the head of the bed, his knees touched the edge of the bed, his head tilted even more, and he looked at him more carefully,

Also a stranger, Baudelaire brings a modern urban experience, where the beauty that goes deep into the bone comes from the unreproducible, and this is the last glimpse. Test Text Watermark 5.

"The street was deafening and clamouring around me, and past a slender woman, dressed in heavy filial piety and grim sorrow, with a beautiful hand, swayed and chattered about her lace-adorned gown, light and noble, revealing her statue-like calves———— I trembled like a megaloman, and drank the joy of ecstasy and the enchanting grace, and the lightning flashed, and then the night! - With your glance, the beauty who suddenly made me feel reborn, the vanished beauty, will not see you again except in the next life? ————”

Gao Qian sighed softly, suffocating in his chest. Test text watermark 7. Thinking of Baudelaire's "Black Widow", my soul trembles! At this moment, after carefully examining him, the ,——— that surged deeply in his chest was shocked at the moment when he staggered, not the love of possession, the love of development, but the love of lightning strikes. One dies and is born again, while the other is unconscious. ———

I can imagine, goodbye Han Yingqin, see Han Yingqin in person, how Gao Yan's heart slammed!

She suddenly raised her hand slightly, beckoned to the Dutch side, and motioned for them to go out. Test Text Watermark 9.

Dongdong frowned and took a step forward, "Don't come nonsense." ”

Holland pulled him out, "How can she come nonsense?" Even if it's nonsense, that's her man-"

That's right, this is her man, what does she want to do and report to the party and the government?

Gao Li sat down on the edge of the bed, bent down and took off his high heels. She didn't wear socks, and immediately showed her delicate feet. The bamboo shoots are as delicate as the moon, the moon is as bright as the moon, and the flesh is clear and bright, like two cups of spring dew brewed by Magu. The toe is like a ripe angelica fruit, and the nails are emerald and floating, and the more they shake, the more they grow. Test Text Watermark 3.

Moving slightly, she lay on her side on the edge of the bed. In this way, his face turned sideways, and the face she pressed forward with all her heart, were no more than a breath away,——

The sour man wanted to drag a few words of spring words to describe the ambiguous situation at the moment, but he couldn't hold back and wanted to kiss his heart, so he didn't drag the sour words, and went straight to it!

Lip to lip first, paste,

His lip line is seductive, and my lips are fat and soft, and they are really alive!

She tongue out, into his mouth,

knew that he didn't react, but his heart was still tight,

It couldn't be mixed much, it was impossible to reach in much, and she began to go down,

labial peak,

The lips are sunken,

People say that if a man has a sink under his lips, it will surely kill thousands of women, like a sanitary napkin. Test Text Watermark 1.

Gao Qian thought wildly, and his tongue continued to go down,

chin

hou knot,

The hou knot is the most tempting place, the protrusion is like an egg, how to suck it to get fun, Gao Qian seems to be born at this moment. Test Text Watermark 3.

Licking too intoxicated, the child didn't notice that she was on the edge of the bed, even if she was soft, the distorted posture was too difficult, she didn't hold it for a while, Comrade Gao Qian was a ghost ,——— mixed backwards! Fell out of bed!

Boom, the movement is not small, and it involves every bit of Han Shuai!

"What's wrong, what's wrong!" Dongdong ran in as soon as possible! "Moonlight Murder Night" Wow, any movement is like a haunting! Dongdong is not afraid of anything else, but he is afraid of "recruiting" back the uniformed vigil who he sent away so easily.

Holland also squeezed behind him and looked around, "What's wrong?" ”

Gao Li got up from the ground and waved at them again, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Hollandaise yelled into the air and said softly, "Take your time, take your time, there's movement, let's Q you." ”

Dongdong was still looking at her, and found that her face was even redder, and under the light, it was incredibly beautiful. - Pulled out again by the Netherlands.

The peach-blossom-like Yanai curled up on the bed again, this time it was stronger, and he lifted the quilt directly, starting from the feet!

What do you say she wants to do, but she doesn't have a practical purpose, that is, in the face of such a statue, she waited for half a night, had a round of spring dreams, and then suddenly saw it, so male stimulated, she was stupid, spring, spring!

Such a big demon disaster is my man! I'm dear, I'm on, I'm a bastard, it's not a wave,—— she lifted the quilt while drilling her red and erotic face,—— in addition to looking at the face, a man must look at the root!

She burrowed the bird backwards in a very ugly posture again.

Perhaps, no wonder the moon is dark and kills the night, no wonder Li Bai, no wonder Baudelaire, can only blame it, the body is fully ripe, the head is forgotten, and the body can't be forgotten. In a woman's bones, flesh is more ecstatic than love.

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