my live lover

my   live   lover

I   am   the   fishing   woodcutter   Meng   Zhuye.

The   head   of   the   wine   drives   the   village   music.

Go   straight   for   the   pleasure   of   passing   by.

Bogo   can   still   fight.

Love   can\'t   live   without   it.

There   is   also   a   galaxy   in   the   world.

Wednesday.

18:00   pm.

The   5-storey   rooftop   loft   6-5   of   the   30-ping   apartment   in   Building   H.

A   man   and   a   woman   are   sitting   on   a   wooden   bed.

Watch   the   50-inch   3D   stereoscopic   holographic   streaming   video   movie   on   the   wall:   \"My   Live   Lover\".

at   this   time.

On   the   left   of   the   wooden   bed   sits   the   Maid   Aini.

Upper   body   wears   pink   shoulderless   inner   beauty.

The   bottom   is   an   aqua   blue   pleated   skirt.

He   holds   mung   bean   fen   in   his   left   hand.

And   the   cherry   mouth   is   biting   the   almond   cake.

Sitting   on   the   right   side   of   the   wooden   bed   is   Dou   Jiang.

The   upper   body   is   naked.   The   abdomen   of   the   \"4-pack\"   is   exposed.

The   lower   body   is   a   plaid   with   four   corners   and   fat   times.

Left   hand   holds   almond   cake.

And   Sifang   Big   Mouth   is   biting   mung   bean   fen.

the   same   moment.

\"Intelligent   4D   Food   Printer\"   on   the   wooden   table   next   to   Aini   May.

Printing   malay   cakes...

half   an   hour.

Mei\'s   Ai   Ni   said:   Will   men   and   women   break   up   because   they   are   dissatisfied   with   love?

Dou   Jiang   said:   This   is   a   good   reason   to   break   up.

Anie   May   said:   Nani...

Dou   Jiang   said:   Think   about   it.   Later,   why   would   the   male   lead   be   liked   by   another   female   lead?

Anie   May   said:   Nani...

Dou   Jiang   said:   Investigate   the   root   cause.   The   biggest   reason   for   breaking   up   is   that   the   male   protagonist\'s   pocket   is   not   deep   enough.

half   an   hour.

Mei\'s   Ai   Ni   said:   Why   would   the   heroine   be   with   the   male   lead   tax   again?

Dou   Jiang   said:   Two   lonely   hearts   just   need   to   caress   each   other.

Anie   May   said:   Nani...

Dou   Jiang   said:

Look   at   the   current   business   of   Motie.   Why   is   it   so   prosperous?

It   is   in   the   artificial   intelligence   environment.   The   hearts   of   men   and   women   are   empty   and   lonely.

half   an   hour.

Dou   Jiang   said   slowly:   Look.   If   you   are   the   director.   How   do   you   make   a   sequel?

Mei   Ai   Ni   said   slowly:

The   sequel   is.

1   month   later.

The   heroine   company   held   an   inner   beauty   catwalk   show.

And   invited   the   male   lead   to   sing   along.

A   song   \"oh   my   baby\".

Streaming   web   video...

half   an   hour.

Dou   Jiang   said   slowly:   It\'s   a   sequel.

Mei   Ai   Ni   said   slowly:

The   sequel   is.

3   months   later.

Mistress.

Found   out   Xiaobei   who   was   pregnant   with   the   male   protagonist.

After   a   month   of   consideration.

most   exposed.

Still   married   to   the   male   protagonist   A...

the   same   moment.

Anie   May.

Shoulderless   inner   beauty   in   aqua   green   upper   body.

I   don\'t   know   when   to   fall   on   a   pleated   skirt.

at   this   time.

The   silver   threads   of   moonlight   sprinkled   from   the   sky.

Through   the   window   into   the   floor   of   the   house.

It   reflects   the   figure   entangled   in   the   wooden   bed.

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

the   same   moment.

Dou   Jiang\'s   right   hand   is   behind   Mei   Ai   Ni.

Detour   above   the   northern   hemisphere.   Gently   massage...

half   an   hour.

The   corner   of   Mei   Ai   Ni\'s   eyes.

Looking   at   Dou   Jiang\'s   four   corners,   he   set   up   a   tent   with   a   height   of   7   inches.

He   couldn\'t   help   swallowing.

Gently   said   in   Dou   Jiang\'s   ear:   Wait   a   minute.   I   will   want   to   eat   you.

Then   get   fat   across   the   four   corners.

Caress   the   big   baby   with   his   left   hand.

Dou   Jiang   bowed   his   head.

Hungry   licking   and   sucking   the   shaking   little   bud.

Feel   the   hot,   moist   touch   of   your   tongue.

Such   hunger.   Such   a   need.

The   body   of   Ellen   May.

She   trembled   like   being   electrocuted.   She   hugged   Dou   Jiang   tightly.

at   this   time.

Dou   Jiang\'s   bear   paw.

Continue   to   caress   the   smooth   skin   of   the   back   back   and   forth.

Feel   the   softness   like   silk.

Taste   the   intoxicating   rosemary.

Hot   tongue.

Follow   the   collarbone.   Slowly   roll   down.

White   neck.   Slim   shoulders.

Finally   came   to   the   uplifted   Jade   Girl   Peak.

Firm   and   plump   with   bright   red   cherries.

half   an   hour.

Mei   Nu   Aini   bent   her   legs   and   hooked   Dou   Jiang\'s   waist

Dou   Jiang\'s   back   waist.

Encircled   by   the   soft   legs   of   Aini   May.

The   inner   side   of   Bai   Nen\'s   thigh.   Constantly   pushing   and   rubbing   against   Dou   Jiang\'s   waist.

Mei   Ai   Ni   was   swayed   up   and   down   by   the   top.

Dou   Jiang   was   fascinated   by   the   delicate   skin   of   Aini   Mei.

now.

A   trace   of   sweat.

Flowing   from   forehead   down   cheeks   to   bronze   chest.

Reach   the   abdomen   of   the   \"4-pack\".

half   an   hour.

The   fiery   pleasure   in   Aini   Mei\'s   body.

Spread   the   slide   from   the   lower   abdomen.

with   vigorous   action.

Consciousness   began   to   blur.

The   fair   skin   was   tinged   with   pink.

As   the   buttocks   rise   slowly.

Only   a   wild   pounding   and   intense   pleasure   was   felt.

A   soft   whimper.

Wave   after   wave.   Wave   after   wave.

Mei   Ai   Ni\'s   body   arched   slowly.

Constant   impact.   Twisting.

To   the   two   dry   materials   and   fire.   Bring   the   soaring   pleasure   of   the   soul   out   of   the   body.

The   corridors   of   the   valley   are   narrow   and   winding,

like   an   octopus   pot,

freely   expand   and   contract,

The   peach   blossom   heart   hidden   in   the   depths,

Like   an   endless   ocean,

At   this   time,

The   smooth   prairie   swayed   frequently,

Up   and   down,   one   tightening   and   one   shrinking,

Like   a   bird   flapping   its   left   and   right   wings,

The   trembling   flower\'s   heart   is   wide   open,

Yumen   opens   and   closes   like   an   oyster   shell,   shrinks   and   tightens,

The   big   baby   roams   the   ocean   like   a   dragon,

galloping   incessantly   on   the   vast   grassland,

Indulge   in   indulgence   and   exude   endless   wildness,

Towards   the   peach   blossom   source   Shuilian   Cave,

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

The   spring   breeze   flutters   across   the   plain   grass,

Drops   of   water   dripping   down   the   leaves,

Wet,   moist,   shiny   black   fluff,

Only   the   kitten   meows   softly,

Thousands   of   oysters   surging,

swarming   out   from   the   horse\'s   eye,

Slip   through   the   space   and   become   a   wetland,

At   this   moment,

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

The   ever-flowing   water   droplets,

From   the   depths   of   the   valley   and   steppe,

L,

Wet   down   the   glossy   hibiscus   orchid   fluff,

The   petite   panting   meow,

Echoing   the   entire   golden   house   space,

The   turbulent   translucent   milky   spring   water,

Thousands   of   horses   galloped   like   a   flood,

The   sheets   were   soaking   wet..

~~~

at   the   same   time,

Just   take   a   closer   look   with   a   magnifying   glass,

You   will   find   four   directions   in   the   attic.

Each   has   an   invisible   high-resolution   camera,   which   is   faintly   flashing   light   spots,

at   the   same   time,

Connect   to   the   \"Sneak   Shot   24hr   live   broadcast\"   on   the   \"Solar   System   Video   Video\"   platform,

Four   pictures   of   the   live   broadcast   of   \"Langmin   Loft\".

Let   the   \"little   buddy   big   baby\"   watching   the   live   broadcast   is   bursting   with   blood,

And   the   number   of   viewers   at   this   time,

It   has   exceeded   7   figures.

And   was   rolling   with   nosebleeds...   beating...   jumping...

~~~

The   curtain   rolls   on   the   brothel,   the   east   wind   is   warm,   and   the   poplar   flowers   are   scattered   in   the   sunny   day.

The   fragrance   of   the   orchid   robes   faded,   the   robes   were   red,   and   the   embroidered   pillows   were   rotated   and   phase-shifted.

Begonia   flowers   wither   and   warm   in   spring,   cuddling   with   people,   and   Jiaobo   frequently   slips.

Like   the   bed   is   stable,   the   mandarin   quilts   are   unfolding,   and   the   waves   turn   red   crepe.

The   one-night   stand   is   as   strong   as   wine,   and   the   fragrant   sweat   is   stained   with   sharks,   and   it   is   slightly   transparent   several   times.

Luan   is   sleepy   and   phoenix   is   ​​careless,   and   Ya\'s   eyebrows   are   raised.   It   is   difficult   to   draw   and   draw.

Ask   Yi   Kesha   how   thick   people   are,   plum   calyx   dew,   rouge   sandalwood   mouth.

From   then   on,   slender   waist   has   been   thin   for   Lang.

The   houses   in   the   distance   are   misty   and   smoky,

like   a   mirage,

The   mountains   are   rolling   up   and   down,

looming,   smoky,

like   a   paradise   on   earth,

Pieces   of   green   in   different   shades,

Like   patches   of   green   misty   ocean,

There   is   a   small   stream   beside   the   lotus   pond,

The   stream   is   microwaved,

crystal   clear,

The   sound   of   rushing   water   is   clear   and   pleasant,

As   if   singing   the   symphony   of   spring,

Underwater   small   fish   swaying   gracefully,

Naughty   blowing   little   bubbles,

The   wind   caressed   all   kinds   of   flowers   and   plants   by   the   stream,

Bend   it   now   and   then,

sometimes   lift   it   up,

As   if   the   earth   was   breathing   rhythmically,

The   grass   that   just   sticks   its   head   out,

Watching   the   outside   world   carefully,

There   is   a   bridge   over   the   creek,

The   long   branches   on   the   side   of   the   bridge   hang   in   a   string,

into   the   stream,

The   flowers   follow   the   breeze,

danced   lightly,

The   flowers   are   fragrant,   the   petals   are   fluttering,

attracted   a   dazzling   group   of   butterflies,

Can\'t   tell   which   is   a   flower   and   which   is   a   butterfly

The   shimmering   light   of   fireflies   shuttled   through   the   grass.

The   cicadas   on   the   trees   and   the   frogs   in   the   lotus   pond,

Like   the   melody   of   musical   notes   beating   on   Geum-hyun,

Write   a   three-dimensional   animation   that   outlines   the   soul...

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