147 Hot Spring B&B 01

147   Hot   Spring   B&B   01

The   lights   are   on,

The   moon   sits   on   the   treetops,

Cover   your   mouth   and   laugh   secretly,

The   stars   are   obscured   by   shy   clouds,

Birds   looked   curiously   from   side   to   side   on   the   grass,

zigzag   lotus   pond,

The   spring   breeze   blows   slowly,

at   a   glance,

full   of   connected   dense   green   leaves,

The   leaves   are   close   to   each   other   side   by   side,

It   seems   like   a   slim   lady\'s   skirt   is   swaying,

It   is   imagined   as   a   woman   who   came   out   of   an   ancient   ink   painting,

With   a   touch   of   sadness,   neither   charming   nor   glamorous,

But   it   is   ice   muscle   and   jade   bone,   fresh   and   dusty,

A   frown   and   a   smile   are   all   soul-stirring,

A   slight   cool   breeze   moves   slowly,

There   are   wisps   of   fragrance   flowing,

Beneath   the   dense   leaves   is   a   babbling   stream   of   water,

The   moonlight   on   the   lotus   pond   is   like   flowing   water,

Quietly   drains   on   this   whole   leaf,\'

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,

The   trees   near   and   far   surround   the   lotus   pond,

The   dim   moonlight   shone   through   the   tree   cracks,

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,

Compose   a   three-dimensional   animation   that   outlines   the   soul,

lush   water   plants,

The   reeds   sway   in   the   evening   wind,

water   waves   on   the   creek,

Glittering   in   the   faint   starlight,

A   breeze   blows,

The   mirror-like   surface   of   the   water   undulates,

The   fish   swam   to   the   surface   in   groups,

Breathing   in   the   fresh   air   with   your   mouth   open,

Occasionally   there   are   fish   jumping   out   of   the   water,

Turned   over   and   fell   into   the   water   again,

Arouse   circles   of   ripples,

The   splash   of   the   creek   and   the   fine   grain   of   sand,

Knead   out   some   fine   murmurs,

The   room   equipment   of   \"147   Hot   Spring   B&B\",

They   are   all   distributed   and   supplied   by   \"Black-clothed   Man   B&B   Equipment   Rental   Workshop\",

Wednesday   night,

Sadie   came   out   of   the   bathroom,

Standing   in   front   of   the   oval   \"MR   automatic   makeup   mirror\"   in   the   boudoir,

Height   165   cm

Weight   60kg

Bust   86   cm

Waist   57   cm

egg-shaped   face

short   hair   cut   ear   tip

long   side   bangs

broad   forehead

The   eyebrows   are   very   thin,   the   ends   of   the   eyes   are   slightly   curved,

There   is   a   drooping   protrusion   at   the   entrance   of   the   ear   groove,

Big   watery   eyes   with   a   slight   blush   all   around,

The   pupils   often   squinted   upwards,   the   black   and   white   are   not   clear,   the   eyes   seem   to   be   drunk   but   not   drunk,

It   feels   a   little   hazy   and   strange,

delicate   nose,

The   lower   end   of   the   human   body   is   very   pointed   and   pointed,

The   lips   are   more   prominent,

There   are   many   wrinkles   on   the   nose   when   laughing.

On   the   chest   is   a   delicately   carved   peach,

hanging   bean-like   pink   buds,

Slightly   bulging   pink   belly,

smooth   and   smooth,

Like   hot   steamed   buns   just   out   of   the   oven,

Two   powdered   lotus   root-like   legs,

Close   to   the   soft   tofu-like   scallops,

Looking   at   a   \"naked   white   and   hairless\"   mermaid   in   the   mirror,

Sadie\'s   heart   a   little   rippling,

Every   night   when   the   moon   is   deep   and   the   wind   is   high,

I   will   be   woken   up   by   the   sound   of   the   distant   waves   and   the   rustling   of   fallen   leaves,

lustful   flesh,

I   madly   miss   the   warm   embrace   of   men,

In   a   few   years   we   will   be   forty   years   old,

Feel   the   sands   of   time   passing   by,

Ten   small   claws   caressed   unconsciously,

A   smooth   and   delicate   body   that   has   been   \"artificially   sculpted\"   by   \"Shui   Oh   Intelligent   Cosmetic   Clinic\"   doctor   beads   once,

Sadie\'s   body   is   soft   and   boneless,

Smooth,   white   and   red   skin,

A   little   bit   of   water   has   flowed   out,

The   smooth   and   delicate   body   exudes   a   charm-like   heat,

In   the   dim   light   of   the   room,

With   mature   woman   charm

unmatched   by   young   girls,

Unknowingly   the   excitement   surged   up,

Sadie\'s   slightly   opened   eyes   started   to   spark,

The   three   thousand   hair   strands   on   the   top   of   the   head   are   scattered   and   flying   with   the   shaking,

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