Xiaoyaoyou: Master of Slave Control

An object is always six inches long, sometimes soft and sometimes hard. Soft as a drunkard pouring things over, hard as a windy monk who is crazy. Warm, fragrant and dry-mouthed Sailian, it is the most pitiful thing that can be soft or soft. When he is happy, he sticks out his tongue and smiles, and when he is sleepy, he just falls asleep. White butterflies steal the fragrance and enjoy the flower stamens, and dragonflies play in the water. The joy is so intense that the passion is endless, and the spirit turtle spits out clear springs from its mouth. The fragrance of orchids and musk deer floats in the gauze tent, and the goddess' eyebrows gently blow the flute. The snow-white jade body penetrates the fragrant curtain, and the soul cannot help but be lifted up. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.