"I saw the world of the heavenly horses, the realm of beautiful life. Ye Li, who hugged the crazy moon tightly, said excitedly. The leaves stretched out the tongue of the little lilac hotly, lingering and wet and sticking to the lips of the crazy moon.

The mad moon that has obtained the avenue of love, and the avenue of sublimation of lust, the heart of the new way of the heart is beating, the meaning of life and the value of survival are erupting fusion, combined into a higher and greater realm and what you know, a good state of mind, hard to hug the small waist in the leaves, a circle of the right hand, circle each other, outsiders can't see the world inside, and do the joy of love in the clear sky!

The delicate and panting Ye Li was red and high-pitched! Crazy Moon said sweetly: "Is it comfortable?" Ye Li's eyes were squinting and the desire to forget the immortals was unrestrained, and he shouted back: "It's so comfortable!" Soft, fierce, full, like freedom after liberation, like hitting heaven, like running on the soft grass, Ye Li screamed: "Husband, I love you, I love you, I love you so much" Crazy Moon looked at the confused and happy Ye Li's coquettish silk, and replied affectionately: "I love you too." ”

Ten minutes later, put on clothes, slowly drifted down to the earth, like a fairy crossing the world, slowly walking in the red dust. Ye Li said in confusion: "Yue! I know what the world is in your eyes! It's great!" Crazy Moon smiled and said, "Oh! What does that feel like?" Ye Li said: "The taste of the heavenly people to see the world! Hehe, I also have your heavenly realm, haha..."

Mad Moon still smiled and said: "Celestial, celestial, artistic conception, transcendental, transcendent, transcendent, super-holy and beautiful." You're very smart!" Ye Li said coquettishly: "Hmph, I don't know I'm smart now!" Crazy Moon said: "A hundred miles of red dust is no return, red dust is no return, short as mist, smart life, not as wise as a lifetime." Hahaha!" Ye Li opened his eyes wide and said: "The Great Dao of Wisdom is very rare, do you know how to have all the wisdom on the Great Dao?"

Mad Moon replied: "Wisdom! It depends on what realm you are in! The wisdom of the Great Grandmaster and the wisdom of the gods and men are different depths, and I don't know if I have them all. However, I know that most people have no wisdom, most of them only have instincts, and most people are educated, so it is extremely difficult to have wisdom, only to inherit the behavior of survival, and true wisdom is only possessed by a very small number of people. ”

Ye Li asked, "What about the Goddess of Wisdom?" Crazy Moon wondered, "Why did you suddenly think of the Goddess of Wisdom?" Ye Li was jealous and said, "Alas! With the goddess of life's enlightenment experience, and with the goddess of wisdom, the goddess of music, the goddess of happiness, the goddess of the starry sky... Bah, I don't want to say it!"

Mad Moon suddenly laughed: "Woman." Jealous, jealous, and selfish. ”

Ye Li sang disapprovingly: "The innocent prodigal pajama sisters at one o'clock in the middle of the night, the 10,000-person mountaineering gymnastics meeting at five o'clock in the morning, the European avant-garde underground directors' seminar in the sixties, and the idol comeback signing handshake and hug meeting in the nineties."

The Arctic expedition at minus 50 degrees Celsius lasted for more than ten days, the Saharan heat absolutely collapsed and the survival test was tested, the hysterical catharsis of collective karaoke for three days and two nights, and the deep relaxation of aromatic essential oils and unconscious hypnosis.

Literary and artistic costumes force the costumes of troubled times, the goddess has a nine-headed body with plump breasts and fat buttocks, and the male god bends the bow and shoots the eagle with a six-pack muscle row, and more important than money is the mermaid line. Regardless of your small public, I bah! I don't care if you are small and fresh, or I am heavy taste! I don't care what kind of beetle you are!

I'm playing. Whatever you like, whatever you like, whatever you like, whatever you like,

Wednesday afternoon's date with Wen Qing's boyfriend, a full set of literary and artistic girl outfits made him very intoxicated, and he read Hemingway in the laundry twenty-four hours a day on Friday, and fifty doppelgangers on the Internet were anonymous and not tired at all!"

"A majestic man and a beauty who has gone through vicissitudes" 100 volumes of 82 red dust I puff (to be continued......)