The corridors of the valley are narrow and winding,

Slip through the space and bee a wetnd,

Thousands of oysters surging,

Wet, moist, shiny bck fluff,

On the back of the stout Bryan, stantly walking back and forth;

At this moment,

Indulge in indulgence and exude endless wildness,

At this moment, the smooth prairie swayed frequently,

Towards the peach blossom source Shuilian Cave,

The wh

galloping incessantly on the vast grassnd,

swarming out from the horse's eye,

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

The spring breeze flutters across the pin grass,

The heart of the flower opened wide, and the jade door opened and closed like an oyster shell, shrunk and tightened.

The peach blossom heart hidden in the depths, like an endless o,

Drops of water dripping down the leaves,

Only the kitten meows softly,

Bryan's python tongue keeps rubbing Camil's tongue,

Like an octopus pot, it expands and tracts freely,

d slender hands,

Up and down, tightening and shrinking, like a bird fpping its left and right wings,

The big baby roams the o like a dragon,

Slowly, slowly, kissing down the neck,