Cyan, go to a happy place, without a little sadness and cruelty.

Let's go to the sea of flowers, where there is nothing but beauty.

Deep as the sea, beautiful as poison, this flower sponge extends the whole country.

If a person is intoxicated, then everything she sees is scented.

Ling was drunk with the magnificent flowers in her eyes, and she was naked and submerged in the sea of flowers.

Teal couldn't help but look at her, but she didn't think she had shielded him. Who is it shown to when you strip naked? I just won't show you.

The flowers bloom on the mo, and the beauty can slowly return. Spirit, go to the waves, I will wait for you on the shore. Teal silently retreated.

Rare purity, the spirit buried its nose deep in a leaf. The veins above are as clear as the stars in the middle of the night. She walked and stopped in the sea of flowers, and not a single flower was the same, not a single leaf was the same. There are some butterflies flying, not in pairs, but one by one. She reached out and could touch the pink of their wings. It's so fragrant, every moment has a different fragrance, and her nose can handle it easily.

If only there was a lovely man by my side. Ling thought stupidly, at the moment she was lying among the flowers and looking at the sky. There really is a male protagonist in the sky.,Qingqing Zijin.,You're in my heart.,But for the sake of the king.,Silent so far.。。。 A troubadour, with an indescribable grace on his thin face. Kiss me, Ling said without blushing and without a heartbeat. Like a spring breeze waving through her body, she felt kissed everywhere in her body. Who are you? The Spirit asked him. He laughed and disappeared into a puff of smoke.

Spirit closed his eyes and saw another man. He sat quietly next to her, wiping every inch of her skin with water, his eyes sparkling, so gentle and amiable, every look was a love word. Without giving up, he scratched a little of his skin, and bright blood dripped out, which he sucked greedily and then bandaged the wound with a gentle finish. The spirit was a little hungry, and he made a delicate grape with his heart, and the spirit was reluctant to swallow it. Do you like me? As soon as the words came out, the man disappeared in a blink of an eye. Ling smiled slightly, I'm so stupid.

I want a man, I want a !! Spirit shouted hysterically. A strong arm, an unusual impulse struck the spirit. The spirit touched his steel-solid skin, heard a groan of desperate desire, but she couldn't see his face, and the spirit cried out wantonly, and her body was shattered by the desire to be satisfied. She has lost her reserve, she has lost her mind, she has lost her memory, and she just wants ... Do you want me? The spirit asked him, and he was gone.

Ling was a little tired, so she lay down and fell asleep. When I woke up, I saw a man, a man, the night was hazy, his face was as red as the autumn moon, and his long hair was fluttering. When the Spirit looked at him, he bowed his head. Raise your head and let me see. The male protagonist smiled slightly, and the spirit was poured for half his life. Don't leave me. In vain the Spirit uttered the last word. Gone, this damn man.

The spirit got up and saw the starry sky, the sea of flowers under the starlight was beautiful and colorful, and those who had not seen that kind of beauty would not understand. Ling lowered his head and looked carefully at the small flower, and there was a man's face inside, carved in pink and jade, which made Ling can't help it. She looked carefully, and thousands of flowers were like thousands of men, all of them were surprised and wonderful. It's just that there is a little more weariness in the spirit. Offering a flying kiss, Ling said chicly, goodbye, three thousand beauties in the harem...