The red corridors are ruby tiles, the pace walls are deep,

The woman closed her eyes slightly.

Only the moonlight poured into the house from the window.

To pour out the brilliance of clear water on the vast nd,

(Old Huli): Gan Anpin. Do you want it tonight?

Appears lonely but is Yonghuan,

't hide the soft and charming voice in the wing,

at this time.

(Honeysuckle): Frozen Law... see you ter...

(Old Huli): Kawaii. Doing gymnastics at night.

I remember the moves very carefully.

The woman gasped iasy.

white and big and bright,

The

It was pitch bck in the boudoir.

The red and tender mouth. From time to time, it emits a soft and charming.

23 o'clock in the afternoon.

The air is filled with the ambiguity of life and fragrance.

Refleg two naked bodies entangled on the soft bed.

(Lao Huli): Fitness and nourishing.

Little stars are flowing in the night like fireflies,

Men's sturdy "6-pack". Plus a beastly punch.

week after week, day after day,

Cooperate with the deep and thick breathing of the man.

(Honeysuckle): Your 20-length is as hard as the back of your hand.

The woman's body. stantly bending and twisting.

A full moon slowly climbed up the starry sky,

3. Floor 5, Building K, Hope unity.

(Honeysuckle): I want to drink soy milk.