The strong smell of alcohol and the unique body fragrance made Tang Feng intoxicated.
A small mouth, just before Tang Feng was careful, had already reached his mouth. A soft and fragrant tongue opened Tang Feng's lips like a long worm foraging.
So everything began to become intense. As the dormitory door slammed, a fire instantly burned and grew stronger under the stimulation of hormones and wine.
With a "scream", Tang Feng's underwear was torn to pieces. At the same time, the thin shirt on Alice also instantly turned into a broken step, sliding off the delicate and plump body.
"Come in, my man," there was no foreplay or caress, and it seemed that he had entered the tide directly. Alice's hot body and towering peaks kept rubbing Tang Feng's chest.
Tang Feng suddenly held the towering tower with one hand, and his other hand pressed on Alice's buttocks under her waist.
"You are sure you didn't recognize the wrong person." Although at this moment, Tang Feng felt that it would be better to ask a little more clearly.
"Follower, I'm not so easily drunk," Alice's hands reached under Tang Feng's crotch.
Tang Feng was excited, and the fire that suppressed his heart was ignited.
"Come in, fool," Alice begged again.
Tang Feng's fingers followed Alice's buttocks and stretched in, "But you are not wet enough."
"I like this feeling..."
So in this narrow dormitory, a ball of "Ye Yeya" sounded, which was not clear whether it was pain or excitement. Gradually, the sound began to be loud, and the sound began to be loud.
Along with the symphony of water stains, the symphony also had the intense collision of flesh balls.
The two of them rolled from the door to the middle of the dormitory, lay down from the middle of the dormitory to the bed, and pushed from the bed to the bathroom. The sound of water stains became louder and louder.
Finally, after a rapid collision, everything was over, and only Alice was left gasping and huddling on Tang Feng's chest.
Tang Feng was very satisfied with his achievements. His hand wanted to touch Alice's already ripe big steamed bun.
Alice actually reached out and slapped Tang Feng's hand, and then she started crying "whimper".
Tang Feng was a little panicked. He held Alice's little face in both hands. The delicate face was blushed at this moment, but it was obvious that there were only whimpers and no tears, and more importantly,
Even the smell of wine is gone.
"Huh? Are you not drunk?" Tang Feng was a little confused.
Alice's face suddenly turned redder, "Bastard, can you not say it?"
Tang Feng suddenly understood that Alice was clearly pretending to be drunk #### herself, this woman is so vicious, but in fact, even if you don't pretend to be drunk, I won't blame you. Tang Feng's heart
Thinking like aloof.
"Okay, you actually pretended to be drunk and lie to me. What should you do?" Tang Feng said, and his hands had already grasped the two blushing plums. It seemed that he had used these two big steamed buns as evidence of guilt.
"Shut up..." Alice was so coquettish.
"No, as a punishment for you, I will press on you," Tang Feng said, bent over, lifted Alice's legs and placed them on his shoulders.
Alice tilted her head, which was considered to be accustomed to this punishment...
So after another fierce battle, the two of them completely collapsed.
"It's over, Tang Feng, I'm such a bad woman," Alice whispered with one hand on Tang Feng's chest.
"What's wrong? I remember Richard again? Forget it, that's all over," Tang Feng's big hand wrapped around Alice's small waist.
"No, it's me that I've found it hard to remember him... Oh, Holy Lord, I'm such a bad woman."
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The next day, the courses at Qishan University began as usual. For Tang Feng, everything in life was back on track.
Oh, no, there has been a change, that is, Tang Feng no longer needs to deliberately create scars on himself, because he already has privileges. Even if there are no scars, Alice will gently apply potions to him.
And, it can be anywhere in the body.
Even though there was a breakthrough in relationship with Alice, Tang Feng's life did not seem to have changed much. He still ran between the teaching building and the dormitory every day, and was still diligent in practicing the Nine-Turn Thunder God Art Second
He still fought life and death in practical classes.
As time goes by, a small competition quietly kicked off at Qishan University, that is, the forging competition.
I have to say that the work of a caster is very important, but the caster is the lowest in all important industries. It is naturally incomparable to the attached spirit master, even the elixir, engineer, theorist, etc., which is also comparable to the caster's status.
Much taller. In fact, there may be only one reason for this, that is, becoming a caster does not seem to require any talent at all. It only requires a lot of brute force, can withstand high temperatures, only know the steps of forging and the materials used
The ratio is enough.
Perhaps most people think so.
However, this argument is an insult to the descendants of the dwarves. The dwarves are natural casters, and the descendants of the dwarves naturally want to increase the status of casters.
That's why there was such a competition. Although this competition was not noticed by most teachers from Qishan University, as a class master of the dwarf descendants, he must hold this competition, and he also treasured it for many years.
Male corundum has contributed, and he must improve the status of casting master.
So a founder competition began.
The number of people who signed up was more than 3,000.
Seeing the list of more than 3,000 copies, Master Ban was so happy that he couldn't stop. On the day when the registration was closed, Master Ban would smile no matter which teacher he saw, and then pretended to be careless and revealed the information to him.
That teacher.
All the teachers can only laugh in their hearts. Yes, there are more than 3,000 people, but these teachers dare to bet that no matter what the competition is, as long as the prize is masculine jade, the number of participants will definitely be.
It's this number.
Of course, Master Ban didn't want to think so.
The first game of the competition was very simple. There were five pieces of forging materials on a table. The first game was to ask students to write the names of these five forging materials on the spot.
After receiving the answers from the examiners, the master of the class looked as if he was ashamed and couldn't breathe for a long time. There were only ten people who answered all five pieces of materials correctly, and there were not a single piece correctly, and there were more than a thousand people.
Master Ban was sad and angry. He slapped the table, "Do you don't know the most basic black iron? Do you don't even know purple gold? That's the material of purple gold coins!..."
Later, Master Ban was so angry that he announced that only ten people advanced, and that was the ten people who answered correctly.
In fact, when Tang Feng heard that there were only 3,000 contestants, he was really worried. After reading the topic of the first level, Tang Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly. The five materials were all the most ordinary forging materials.
I guess this level cannot be wiped out at all.
But when Tang Feng went to participate in the second competition, he found that there were only ten people left in three thousand people. Among these ten people, three were people who came into the liberal arts field. They could not forge them at all.
Know how to appreciate...
The second level is to forge black iron, that is, to make a piece of black iron into a small sword.
A very simple question, the most basic operation.
However, the big hammer alone brushed down five students because they couldn't carry the hammer at all. Another student took it and fell to the ground and smashed his feet flat.
The other man did not throw the black iron into the furnace, but instead threw the hammer into the furnace, and there was another...
Master Ban was about to cry. When he reached the third level, only Tang Feng was left.
Master Ban was heartbroken when he faced Tang Feng. He sighed, "Hey, I had prepared seven levels. It seems that there is no need for the remaining five levels."
Tang Feng thought for a while and said, "Let me try it, it's worthy of your achievements."
Master Ban was stunned, and then stood up happily, "Okay, good classmate," In fact, Master Ban stood up, but only reached Tang Feng's waist. He wanted to touch Tang Feng's head,
It is obvious that this is a bit difficult.
The next steps are related to removing magazines, extracting essences, adding auxiliary materials, controlling heat conditions and attaching spiritual pattern arrays. Tang Feng carefully completed all the steps according to the exam questions of the master of the class, one level after another.
Master Ban was extremely moved. He was originally a piece of masculine jade, but when Master Ban was excited, he handed over all the masculine jade he had collected to Tang Feng, which was regarded as a reward.
Master Ban wanted to accept Tang Feng as his disciple, and he was a closed disciple, but Tang Feng refused. It was not that Tang Feng was arrogant, but that he really didn't need it, because Tang Feng's forging knowledge came from Rama, so he naturally didn't.
The class master needs to be taught again.
Master Ban was very disappointed and asked Tang Feng what he had.
Tang Feng only made one request, that is, he wanted to borrow the forging room of the Master of Class!