45. Apology at the Door, Teaching Inside the Room
Tap tap.
Yan Zhen politely knocked on the door and entered after receiving permission, closing the door behind him.
The office was a bit dim because the curtains were drawn on both the front and back windows used for lighting.
The Snow Wind Bead he had gifted was placed on the desk, emitting strands of cold air, making the room feel cool.
Behind the desk, the office chair as tall as a person was facing away from him. Instructor Yu Xuan’s voice came from behind it, “Come over here, Yan Zhen.”
Yan Zhen coughed and walked behind the desk. Sure enough, he saw Instructor Yu Xuan sitting upright, her legs together, her jade-like hands clasped and placed on her knees.
The beautiful instructor had an elegant and refined temperament. Her face was tense with a hint of anticipation, like a bride waiting for the groom to lift the red veil.
As their gazes met for the first time, both of their hearts rippled with unusual feelings.
As the main event approached, Yan Zhen suddenly became embarrassed and said softly, “Instructor, why don’t we forget about it?”
Instructor Yu Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then the tension in her heart eased a bit.
Getting cold feet at the last moment, he was indeed just an innocent boy. He felt a strong sense of novelty and curiosity about things he didn’t know, but when it came to actually engaging in them, he would feel uneasy due to the unknown.
He felt guilty, proving that his nature hadn’t changed and was still kind.
Instructor Yu Xuan’s eyes were gentler than usual. “Feeling shy? It’s okay, leave it to the instructor… Sit down first.”
As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed Yan Zhen’s wrist, pulling gently, wanting him to sit on her lap.
Yan Zhen forcefully braked with both feet. “Wait, Instructor?”
With a slight use of force, Instructor Yu Xuan made Yan Zhen involuntarily sit down.
He had already forgotten at what age he last sat on someone’s lap, but it was definitely before the age of five.
Yan Zhen’s height was only average among his peers, a few centimeters shorter than Instructor Yu Xuan. Coupled with his youthful face, he looked even younger.
Sitting on her lap like a child, the image didn’t seem out of place. It just lacked a warm atmosphere and only had the ambiguity of an older sister wanting to tease her younger brother.
As soon as he sat down, Instructor Yu Xuan’s arms wrapped around his waist, giving him a full embrace.
“Shh, don’t be so loud, or the people next door will hear you.”
“But Instructor…”
“Today, the instructor will teach you how to relieve stress. Once you learn it, you can solve it on your own. This is not a bad thing, but you need to treat it with the right attitude.”
Yan Zhen was shocked. Although the content was similar to what he had guessed, he didn’t expect Instructor Yu Xuan to actually demonstrate it with her own hands.
What should he do?
Instructor Yu Xuan’s chin rested on his shoulder, her cherry lips slightly parted. “First, pay attention to hygiene. Don’t let yourself get sick for a moment of pleasure. Second, have restraint. Adolescence is a period of growing and strengthening muscles and bones. Being too frequent will drain your foundation and harm your cultivation. Third, don’t feel inferior because of this. It’s a very normal physiological behavior. Occasionally releasing stress is beneficial to physical and mental health.”
She had summarized these points after cramming relevant knowledge for a few days.
Instructor Yu Xuan’s expression was serious, as if facing a great enemy. Her fair and soft hands slowly explored inward.
“Guanyin in the World, Jade Hands Subdue the Dragon”
A skill that seemed like it would appear in a martial arts novel flashed in his mind. Yan Zhen’s body froze, no longer having the strength to resist, and could only let her do as she pleased.
He recalled the xuanhuan novels he had read in the early days. Many of the protagonist’s skills were related to dragons.
Things like Evil Dragon Raises Head, Black Dragon Iron Body; Dragon-Subduing Hands, Grasping Dragon’s Dual Pearls; Flood Dragon Spits Water, Hidden Dragon Returns to the Abyss, and so on.
This xuanhuan feel-good novel also had dragon-related skills, but he would only be able to master them in the later stages. He would also have a very close dragon girl friend. Merging with her would activate the Dragon Person mode, increasing combat power tenfold.
Yan Zhen’s thoughts were all over the place, his scalp tingling. When he came back to his senses, he was already lying weakly in Instructor Yu Xuan’s arms, his head resting on her fragrant shoulder, panting lightly. His ears, cheeks, and chin were all wet, having been kissed enough by the beauty behind him.
Instructor Yu Xuan’s heart was surging with waves of emotion. She felt as if a raging fire had ignited inside her body. Her delicate and smooth face couldn’t help but rub affectionately against Yan Zhen’s temple, but deep down, she had a wild urge to devour him in one bite.
“Is it okay now, Yan Zhen?”
Yan Zhen made a sound of affirmation.
“But you’re still very energetic down there. Let me help you one more time.”
With that said, Instructor Yu Xuan continued.
At this moment, a knock on the door came from outside, startling both of them. Yan Zhen didn’t even dare to breathe heavily, and Instructor Yu Xuan also stopped her actions.
“Ahem, Instructor Yu Xuan, it’s me. I brought Zhang Wei over. Can you open the door?”
So it was them? Yan Zhen didn’t understand why they were here, but Instructor Yu Xuan knew very well. She instantly relaxed, feeling a special kind of excitement, and continued teaching as if possessed.
Yan Zhen quickly covered his mouth to prevent himself from making any sounds, feeling extremely absurd about Instructor Yu Xuan’s actions.
— Instructor, stop, stop for a moment.
He lightly patted Instructor Yu Xuan’s fair arms, but she seemed to be unable to receive the hint and remained unmoved. She even said in a clear voice, “Vice Dean, if you have any important matters, just speak directly outside the door.”
Outside the door, hearing Instructor Yu Xuan’s words, the Vice Dean and Zhang Wei’s expressions changed slightly.
She wouldn’t even let them in. Her attitude was too…
“Uncle, this stinky woman—”
“Shut up!”
Just as Zhang Wei was about to act up, the Vice Dean stopped him.
Thinking of the Dean’s man-eating gaze, he broke out in a cold sweat.
Instructor Yu Xuan obviously had a very powerful background. Offending her would not end well. While it could still be salvaged, he had to quickly apologize. Otherwise, it would be too late for regrets.
“If she doesn’t let us in, then we won’t go in. Just take it as using face to exchange for the future. Do you want to lose this job?”
Zhang Wei fell silent. Naturally, he didn’t want to.
Being a discipline instructor at the Mystic Academy, firstly, he had the backing of the Mystic Academy. Secondly, he was in charge of discipline and had considerable power. Many people had to curry favor with him.
Only a fool wouldn’t do it.
Zhang Wei’s injuries hadn’t healed yet. He was wearing an instructor’s robe without the sleeves. His ribs, which had several fractured bones, were tightly wrapped in medicinal bandages. His dominant right hand was also wrapped in white strips because his finger joints were injured.
He gritted his teeth and obediently lowered his head to admit his mistake.
“Instructor Yu Xuan, a few days ago, I was muddled for a moment and injured your disciple. Therefore, today I specially brought a bottle of Qi-Circulating Pill to sincerely apologize to you. I hope you can be magnanimous and forgive me.”
Inside the room, Yan Zhen couldn’t listen to Zhang Wei’s apology at all because Instructor Yu Xuan was too skilled. Her hands moved together, left down and right up, firmly grasping all his thoughts.
He didn’t dare take his hands off his mouth, fearing that he would make strange noises and be noticed by the two people outside the door.
Instructor Yu Xuan leaned back against the chair, holding Yan Zhen, while using her clumsy techniques. She coldly said, “Leave the thing and go. No need to see you off.”
Hearing these words, the Vice Dean felt relieved. Being able to accept the apology gift meant that there was no problem.
He placed the pill bottle at the door, informed them, and then took Zhang Wei and left.
Yan Zhen’s flushed face also returned to normal. He lazily looked at the ceiling, and three questions of the soul appeared in his mind.
— Who am I? Where am I? What do I want to do?
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