Departure

The atmosphere in Yuan Chunhua's office was completely silent as she had her butt sitting on Jiang Ming's lap.

It had been like that for the past 5 minutes, and Yuan Chunhua could feel her cheek burning up rapidly. 

Such an ambiguous position, if others were to accidentally barge in and saw her like this, then she would truly have no face to remain in the academy any longer. 

"Jiang Ming, just release me already. I promise I won't run away, so let's just chat on the couch." Yuan Chunhua pleaded. 

Although she could unleash her cultivation base and get off him, she didn't dare to do so in case she would accidentally harm him in the meantime. 

After all, Jiang Ming might occasionally touch some of her sensitive parts, but she could tell he did not mean to do anything hideous to her. Of course, if it were any other students or men that tried to do this to her, then she would thoroughly thrash them into a pulp.