Years of forgetfulness

Years   of   forgetfulness

If   you   forget   your   name,   why   go   into   the   mountains.

The   willows   turn   into   spring   bays   every   year.

The   thorn   is   willing   to   rely   on   Liu   Biao.

Jiao   has   a   long   way   to   go.

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.

Look   at   the   50-inch   3D   stereoscopic   holographic   streaming   video   movie   on   the   wall:   \"Forgotten   Year\'s   Charm\".

at   this   time.

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

The   upper   body   wears   aqua   green   shoulderless   inner   beauty.

The   bottom   is   a   pink   pleated   skirt.

Left   hand   holds   almond   cake.

And   the   cherry   mouth   is   biting   the   pineapple   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.

Holding   pineapple   cake   in   left   hand.

And   Sifang   Big   Mouth   is   biting   almond   cake.

the   same   moment.

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

Printing   yam   and   jujube   mud   cake...

half   an   hour.

Mei   Aini   said:   The   long-haired   heroine   A   and   the   short-haired   heroine   B.   Should   be   lace   edges

Dou   Jiang   said:   Nani.   Then...   it   should   be   able   to   be   adapted   into   a   prequel.

Mei\'s   Ai   Ni   said:   Why   do   both   heroines   have   boys.

Dou   Jiang   said:   This   was   deliberately   created   by   the   director.

Mei\'s   Ai   Ni   said:   Why   do   the   two   male   protagonists   like   each   other\'s   mother.

Dou   Jiang   said:   Otherwise.   How   can   the   movie   go   on.

Mei   Ernie   said:   Why   do   young   men   like   young   women?

Dou   Jiang   said:   Nani.   That   should   be   a   mature   charm   for   young   women.

Mei   Ai   Ni   said:   What   is   the   charm.

Dou   Jiang   said:   Young   women   will   not   be   like   dead   fish.   They   will   teach   young   men   various   gymnastics   positions.

May   girl   Ai   Ni   said:   Nani.   Then   what   kind   of   fish   am   I.

Dou   Jiang   said:   Crystal   Crystal.   Of   course   it\'s   a   mermaid.

Aini   Mei   gave   Dou   Jiang   a   white   look.

Slowly   said:   Do   you   like   my   pure   beauty?   Or   a   curvy   figure?

Dou   Jiang   said:   Kawaii.   Of   course   I   like   your   sense   of   humor.

half   an   hour.

Dou   Jiang   said:   What   kind   of   men   do   women   hate   most?

Anie   May   says:

1.   Psychological   darkness.   Fake   benevolence   and   righteousness.   A   man   who   is   good   at   disguising.

2.   Self-righteous.   A   man   who   speaks   big   words   without   any   basis.

3.   Grumpy   men   who   beat   women.

4.   A   cowardly,   timid   man.

5.   A   man   who   is   too   introverted   and   taciturn.

6.   Men   who   drink   and   gamble.

7.   Men   who   lack   responsibility   and   compassion.

8.   Lies   to   be   liked   by   women.

9.   Indiscipline   in   private   life.

10.   Without   independence,   unable   to   make   their   own   decisions.

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.

one   year   later.

Male   lead   A.   Female   lead   A.

Male   lead   B.   Female   lead   B.

Negotiate   to   the   orphanage.

Each   adopted   a   7-year-old   heroine   M.   Heroine   N.

20   years   later.

The   heroine   M.   The   heroine   N.   still   sees

Male   lead   A.   Female   lead   A.   and   male   lead   B.   Female   lead   B.

And   happy   loving   side.

After   negotiation.

The   heroine   M.   The   heroine   N.   decides   to   become   a   \"legal   spouse\"...

half   an   hour.

Dou   Jiang   said:   Then   what?

Mei   Ai   Ni   said   slowly:

The   sequel   is.

one   year   later.

The   heroine   M.   The   heroine   N.

Negotiated   to   adopt   the   7-year-old   heroine   K.

That   night.

The   heroine   K   peeps   at   the   heroine   M.   The   heroine   N.

Playing   the   four-legged   game   naked.

Such   a   perfect   picture.

Planted   deeply   in   the   heart   of   the   heroine   K.

20   years   later.

After   the   cultivation   of   the   male   protagonist   B.

The   heroine   K.   has   become   the   Madou   of   the   fashion   industry.

at   this   time.

The   35-year-old   female   protagonist   G.

Attracted   to   each   other   with   the   heroine   K.

The   heroine   G   was   divorced   10   years   ago   due   to   domestic   violence.

one   year   later.

After   negotiation.

The   heroine   K.   The   heroine   G.   decides   to   become   a   \"legal   spouse\"...

at   this   time.

Anie   May.

Shoulderless   inner   beauty   in   aqua   green   upper   body.

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

the   same   moment.

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

Detour   above   the   northern   hemisphere.   Gently   massage...

half   an   hour.

Dou   Jiang   said   softly:   Do   you   know   how   aliens   love   love?

half   an   hour.

Mei   Ai   Ni   blushed.

Out   of   the   corner   of   his   eye,   he   looked   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.

at   this   time.

Dou   Jiang   couldn\'t   help   swallowing.

With   a   smile,   she   hugged   Aini   Mei   into   her   broad   chest.

The   Northern   Hemisphere   of   Ellen   May.

Go   up   and   down   with   your   breath.

It   deepens   the   illusion   of   spatial   fluctuations.

half   an   hour.

Mei   Ai   Ni   was   moved.

His   hands   hooked   Dou   Jiang\'s   neck.

The   tip   of   the   tongue   slipped   between   the   lips.

The   python   tongue   and   the   tongue   are   slowly   intertwined.   Up   and   down,   left   and   right.   Rolling   back   and   forth.

moment.

The   numbing   pleasure.   Spreads   to   every   blood   vessel   in   the   body.

at   this   time.

Dou   Jiang\'s   two   bear   paws..

She   stroked   the   well-proportioned   skin   of   Aini   Mei.

It   slid   down   from   the   neck   to   every   inch   of   the   lower   abdomen.

Gently   gnawed   on   the   ears   of   Mai   Mai\'s   Ai   Ni\'s   neck.

Inadvertently   left   traces   of   love.

at   this   time.

Dou   Jiang\'s   five   fingers   are   on   the   smooth   and   white   back   of   Mei   Aini.

Constantly   wandering   up   and   down..

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.

Mei   Ai   Ni   is   facing   Dou   Jiang   in   the   opposite   direction.

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..

~~~

on   a   tall   branch,

a   male   bird,

swaying   little   body,

Gently   flapping   two   wings,

vigorously   inflating   the   throat   sac,

chirping   rhythmically,

standing   quietly   on   the   back   of   a   female   bird,

The   female   bird   at   this   time,

is   slowly   removing   its   tail,

When   arching   the   back,

only   male   birds,

Gently   rub   the   female   bird,

two   birds,

In   this   delicate   and   intimate   way   of   contact,

Having   fun   on   the   branches...

Shi   Ling   took   off   the   quilt,   undressed,   took   off   her   red   shirt,   and   went   to   green   socks.

The   face   is   full   of   flowers,   and   the   nose   is   fragrant.

The   heart   is   uncontrolled,   and   the   emotion   can\'t   help   it.

Intervene   in   the   red   jacket   and   cross   the   green   quilt.

Lips   on   each   other,   head   on   one   arm.

Folding   the   nurse\'s   room,   rubbing   the   bun,

One   bite   is   happy,   and   one   is   sad.

Soreness   in   the   nose,   dizziness   in   the   heart.

When   I   was   young,   the   eyes   and   ears   were   hot,   and   the   pulse   was   swollen   and   the   tendons   were   relieved.

It   is   rare   and   precious.

In   the   middle   of   the   hectares,   they   are   connected   several   times.

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...