Meng Ya.
Jixia Academy's infamous King of Destruction.
The instant he rushed onto the terrace, Meng Ya abruptly stopped in his tracks.
He widened his eyes and stared at the scene before him.
Their usually imposing and aloof dean had A Li, that fierce Senior Sister, pinned against the railing.
One hand was still pressing against her ear.
The way the two of them were positioned looked, no matter how one looked at it...
Ambiguous.
The air suddenly fell silent.
Only the rustling of leaves in the wind could be heard.
Like a startled rabbit, A Li suddenly burst forth with strength and broke free from Lu Ming's grasp.
Her face was crimson. She did not dare look at Lu Ming, much less Meng Ya.
"Um... I'll go check whether there are any carrots in the kitchen!"
After throwing out those words, she grabbed the umbrella leaning against the railing. Her figure flashed, and she leaped straight off the terrace.
She moved so quickly that it was as if ghosts were chasing her from behind.
Only Lu Ming and Meng Ya remained on the terrace, staring wide-eyed at each other.
Lu Ming slowly withdrew his hand, his fingertips seeming to retain that soft, fluffy sensation.
He turned around and looked at the stunned Meng Ya, his expression instantly returning to its usual indifference and authority.
"You entered the dean's office without knocking."
"Your gunpowder quota for this week is forfeited."
"Ah?!"
Meng Ya let out a miserable cry.
"Don't, Dean! I didn't see anything!"
"Really! I was blind just now!"
Lu Ming could not be bothered with his wailing and lay back down in the rocking chair.
He looked in the direction A Li had vanished, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.
That girl.
She sure ran fast.
But...