After dinner, Fang Tian wanted to go to the group of friends of the teacher group of the Xiuxian class, but he was dragged to the dance training hall by Huang Yun and accompanied her to practice dance.

Huang Yun was very disgusted with the teacher of the immortal cultivation class and the beauty of the immortal cultivation class.

The teacher in the immortal cultivation class, she thinks that people are crazy! People in their fifties, what kind of hair do you dye? Those who are engaged in art like to grow long hair and tie it in braids and pretend to be compared, and it has been accepted. And you, a cultivator, what kind of hair do you dye?

Cultivating immortals? A world imagined by human beings, do you still take it seriously? Do you think that if you dye your hair white and put on a white dress, you are an immortal? Aren't you insane?

"You won't be allowed to go to the immortal cultivation class in the future!I won't allow you to go!There is no reason!" Huang Yun stopped.

"Okay, okay, I won't go to the immortal cultivation class in the future, okay!" Fang Tian agreed.

I thought: There are no immortal cultivation classes this semester, what are the immortal cultivation classes?

How is there no reason?

The reason is: don't let me see the little junior sister of the immortal cultivation class!

In desperation, Fang Tian had to accompany Huang Yun to the dance training hall in Futian School.

The dance training hall of Futian is particularly large, and it can even be described as boundless. The walls are surrounded by mirrors. It's the kind of mirror that is very large, and the whole wall is the kind of mirror that fits seamlessly.

So, it feels like there's an endless training hall wherever you go.

What made Fang Tian bleed was that there were many girls and few boys who came to practice dancing, and the girls were wearing tight clothes. The top of the little girl is curved, but the bottom is very obvious, like a small dirt bag ridged.

The girl who has become an adult makes Fang Tian unable to restrain herself!

It is conceivable that the girls who wear the practice clothes have clear curves. The mountain peaks above are addictive, and the dirt bags raised below make men bleed when they see it. Especially when they lift one leg and hold their crotch up, the dirt bag that ridges up underneath is very prominent, so that the man can't help himself.

Not to mention that he kept looking at it, but just glanced at it, and it made him, a young boy, have a strong physiological reaction. However, under his strong suppression, it was still suppressed. However, when I glanced at it again, I reacted quickly.

The result is conceivable! He's out of a big mess!

It rose up for a while, and then stopped, making him sweat for a certain position!

Sweat soaked clothes!

In this case, as long as you keep your eyes open, you can see this situation everywhere. Either you see a real person! Or! you see a person in a mirror! Anyway!

Later, Fang Tian shifted his attention to the boys who were learning to dance.

Seriously, he admires these boys who are learning to dance, how can they train in such an environment?

Anyway, he can't stay here!

The boys also wore tight-fitting practice clothes, and under the wrapping of the tights, the place where physiological reactions were easy to occur was printed, as if they were not wearing clothes.

Really, their size can be felt clearly.

Yes! Yes!

But here's the obvious thing: their eggs are huge!

Fang Tian watched the boy wander around in front of him, and thought: Will the girl feel it after seeing the boy somewhere?

The little girl is innocent and should have no feelings.

And what about young girls? How would they feel?

And what about married adult women? How do they feel?

Therefore, Fang Tian thinks: Engaging in dance, fitness and the like are very vulgar!

They are all engaged in dirty things under the brand of high art!

What kind of art is this? This is the temptation of the red fruit land!

"Nosebleeds?

Just when Fang Tian was thinking about it, Huang Yun came over with a spinning dance and handed him a tissue.

"I, I, I have a nosebleed?" Fang Tian wiped his nose in disbelief, only to realize that he really had a nosebleed.

When this nosebleed came down, he didn't know.

"Do you know why I brought you to the dance hall?" asked Huang Yun.

Fang Tian wiped his nosebleed with a tissue on the mirror on the wall and did not answer. Now he feels very ashamed! Being pulled to this place by Huang Yun makes him uncomfortable, and makes him embarrassed!

This dance hall is really not a place for young men to come!

Really! A good boy like him can't hold it when he comes. If those bad teenagers, Zhang Shigui and the like, come, why don't they go to the bathroom on the spot to masturbate?

I remember when I was studying in No. 8 Middle School, No. 8 Middle School once organized students to visit the Xiguang Provincial Library to feel the learning atmosphere in the library, and he found that the partition in the bathroom was written with the following words: The toilet on the left side of the fourth floor is the safest.

At that time, he hadn't officially reached puberty, and he didn't know what masturbation was, so he ran to the toilet on the left side of the fourth floor to see what was going on. It turned out that there was no public place on the fourth floor, only a rare exhibition room and other places, and few people came up on weekdays.

There was a real sound of people in the toilet. There was also a squatting door that was not closed, and a mature boy was ......

"You're a sullen man! I'm bringing you here to give you a full tank of therapy! To make you completely satisfied! To make you lose your ......."

"Me?" When Fang Tian heard this, he didn't know what to say, why was he so characterized as a "sullen man"?

He wanted to argue: Adolescent boys, it should be like this, right? We didn't mean to!

Think about it: Can you explain it clearly?

Earlier! Now, looking at the nosebleeds of women everywhere, who are you not a sullen man?

"You should download the low-level films and science and education films made by the little devil country from the Internet and take a look! Otherwise, I think you're going to have nosebleeds in the future! Adolescent boys!"

After Huang Yun finished speaking, she spun her dance steps again and went to the center of the hall.

"Me?" Fang Tian wanted to say: I'm not a sullen man!

Seeing that Huang Yun was gone, he stuffed the tissue that wiped his nosebleeds into his pocket and walked to the bathroom. I washed my face in the bathroom before going to pee. At the end of the day, he wanted to slap his brother in the face!

"You're so uninteresting! really! you're embarrassing me!" Fang Tian scolded in his heart.

He then stood in front of the bathroom mirror and looked at himself in the mirror. In the mirror, his face was as red as if something!

Looking at himself in the mirror, Fang Tian looked at it for a long time before he calmed down. Then, back to the dance hall.

Huang Yun spun her dance steps again, looking at him up and down, left and right.

"Are my dance moves pretty?"

"Beautiful!"

"If I had been dancing, I wouldn't have been so fat!"

"You're strong!" Fang Tian said flatteringly.

"I took a video here, go back and watch it alone in the dormitory!