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Closer, closer.

The back almost broke, and finally succeeded.

Soon, two thick lips also leaned over to join in the fun.

In the mud wall, it was extremely quiet, and the sound of baji baji was like a piece of beautiful light music.

Move slowly and touch gently, just like two puppies are saying hello with their tongues.

It was obviously so gentle, but they were all panting heavily, the air in the mouth sprayed on the other person's face, and it was difficult to breathe.

Lin Le fell over, bent her body again, buried her in it, and cared for her wholeheartedly.

At the same time, the artifact entered her mouth, spitting it out over and over again.

He turned over and sat up, half-kneeling on the bed, she was also half-kneeling obediently, her waist was sunken deeply, her buttocks were arched high, facing him directly behind her, a pair of soft faces on her chest The bag almost touched the blanket.

The second time, she didn't speak, she seemed serious, and the undiminished magic weapon had a very direct and slippery feeling, moving slowly, with her hands on her buttocks, stained with some Clear water, like mud.

"sister in law."

"Ah."

"Have you finished digging the sweet potatoes in the ground?"

"It's over."

"What about the chicken, why is there one missing?"

"Let the kitten from Mrs. Song's house go away."

"sister in law."

"Ah."

"Does my brother go deep?"

"OK."

"Sister-in-law, are you comfortable?"

"Hmm."

"Sister-in-law, it's daytime, so I let you talk."

"OK."

I was locked in the house all afternoon, playing and playing to my heart's content.

After being mute for many years, she finally spoke, but her sister-in-law was a serious woman, she lived with her brother-in-law, and she couldn't do it for one more night. The next morning, she went back to her mother's house with a bundle in high spirits.

The sun was shining brightly. I walked out of the village, boarded the pass, and turned over the chaotic graves.

Lin Le and the family's old yellow dog followed her, trekking through mountains and rivers, sending them off one way after another.

In the diversion canal beside the aqueduct, accompanied by the old yellow dog, the uncle and sister-in-law spread hay and came once.

At the foot of the mountain, in the cave on the cliff, the old yellow dog was also guarded by the cliff, and came again.

My closest sister-in-law left, and when I returned home, my heart felt a little empty, like the afternoon of Children's Day, when the play was over and there was no one on the playground, only scraps of paper floating in the air.

One day, two days, three days.

The days are like a ghost train, slipping by day by day, the moon is full, and the moon is missing.

I am used to the bustle of the old teahouse in the village, and I am also used to the loneliness of being alone at home. I stay at home without going anywhere, my mobile phone is gone, and I cannot receive invitations from my lovers.

The house with the mud wall has become a hidden gem.

Comparing with the dictionary, transcribed the secret book into a small white text, thoroughly pondered every word, according to the meaning, sat cross-legged to meditate, absorbed the energy of heaven and earth, formed Danyang, introduced it into the clay ball, and guided the mind to form a relatively oval-shaped cyclone. Slowly expand until it covers the belly.

At this time, I finally understand that any sect of subconscious cultivation must eliminate distracting thoughts and achieve the unity of man and nature. If there is no self, the infinite bright space can be brought into the horizon before the sublimation can be upgraded.

According to the secret, the expansion of the cyclone to the abdomen is only the first step. Wait until the rotation is free, extremely smooth, and there is no hindrance. The mind is concentrated in the deep abdomen, look inside the pair of sacs, move the cyclone, and then use them as a At the center of the circle, do a slow circular motion, run seven or seven 49 circles, then move the cyclone, and return to the Niwanzi.