The Secret of the Yoga Club: The Women's Identity is Not Simple

"We've just helped each other out." Lin Feng briefly recounted the incident with Brother Biao, omitting all the details involving violence and money. He only mentioned that he met her through Brother Biao, helped her with some small favors later, and that he made several trips to help her when she got into trouble this time.

He kept his eyes on Ye Qinghan as he spoke, his tone steady and without any hesitation.

Ye Qinghan listened in silence for a moment, then put her hands behind her back and crossed her legs. "Xiao Lin, it's too dangerous for you to get involved in these things. How old are you? A freshman in college. If something happens while you're hanging out with these people, who will be responsible? Does Qianqian know what you're doing outside?"

"Qianqian doesn't know." Lin Feng's voice lowered a little. "Aunt Ye, I don't mean to get involved. But when you run into something, you can't just pretend you didn't see it. Like what happened to Teacher Zhou last time, if I had pretended not to see it, something might have happened to her that night."

Ye Qinghan's eyes flickered.

She recalled how Raymond Lam rescued Zhou Mei from the elevator at the Boston Hotel. This guy certainly wasn't one to cause trouble; overall, his intentions were good.

"Keep your distance from those people you associate with in the future." Her tone softened a bit, but it was still serious. "I know about Sister Hong's father's situation, and I know she's having a tough time right now. But if she really does something illegal, I can't protect her. And you too, don't think you can get away with anything at Hohai just because you know a few people. You're still young, don't narrow your own path."

Lin Feng nodded. "Don't worry, Aunt Ye, I know what I'm doing."

Ye Qinghan looked at him for a while, then knelt down on the mat again. "Let's continue. That topic is over. I'll have the anti-drug squad follow up on the drug leads; you don't need to get involved anymore."

Lin Feng hummed in agreement.

He knew that although Ye Qinghan was stern in her words, she had taken his advice to heart. Once the anti-drug squad got involved, Zuo Ning's life would be difficult.

Stand up, walk behind her, and place your hands on her shoulders.

The next pose is Warrior II followed by Side Angle Pose. Ye Qinghan's movements were still very standard: legs apart, right foot turned outward, knee bent, arms outstretched horizontally.

After completing a set of backbends, Ye Qinghan sat back on the mat and drank water.

When drinking water, tilting the head back creates a long, slender arc in the neck, the throat moves, and a few drops of water overflow from the corner of the mouth, dripping down the chin onto the collarbone.

He put down the water bottle, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and then looked at Lin Feng.

"Xiaolin, your back massage technique was really good last time. Could you massage it for me again today? I've been working a lot of overtime lately, and my back is as stiff as a sheet of iron."

Lin Feng moved an armless chair from beside the coffee table, straddled it, and crossed his arms over the back of the chair.

Ye Qinghan leaned against the back of the chair, the back of his lace yoga dress completely exposed to his view. The shallow groove of his spine extended down from between his shoulder blades, disappearing at the edge of the thin strap.

I stood behind her, rubbed my palms together to warm them, and then placed the heels of my palms on her back, pushing upwards from her lumbar spine.

The muscles under my palms were indeed much stiffer than last time, especially the area between my shoulder blades; I could feel obvious nodules when I pushed them up.

"Aunt Ye, the muscles in your back are much tighter than last time. Working at a desk is one factor, but stress can also cause muscle tension." He pressed down on a particularly hard nodule on the inner edge of her right scapula with his thumb.

Ye Qinghan let out a muffled groan, lowering his head slightly forward. He closed his eyes, his breathing slowly becoming deep and long.

Lin Feng rubbed the nodule clockwise with a moderate pressure and a steady rhythm. After about two minutes, the hard muscle under his fingertips slowly softened, and the nodule shrank a little.

"It's right here. Every time I work overtime until midnight, this spot aches like I've been punched." Ye Qinghan's muffled voice came from under his arm.

Lin Feng's palm pushed from her shoulder blade to her shoulder, while his thumb pressed on her trapezius muscle.

The trapezius muscle is also very tight; you can feel the muscle fibers twitching slightly when you press it with your thumb.

Slowly push down along both sides of her cervical spine, and when you reach the thoracic spine, go around her armpits and press on the acupoints on the outer side of her chest.

This position is very close to her chest.

Ye Qinghan's breathing underwent a subtle change.

It wasn't the relaxed, deep breathing I was taking; instead, it became a little more rapid and shallower than before.

Lin Feng continued to rub his fingers.

His thumb found the location of her armpit lymph nodes and gently pressed down. Ye Qinghan let out another muffled groan, this time longer than before, her fingers clenching tightly on the edge of the chair back.

Lin Feng could feel his heart beating faster.

Looking down at Ye Qinghan leaning against the back of the chair, the delicate openwork straps wove into a net-like pattern on her back, the shallow groove of her spine extending down from between her shoulder blades, her waist was very slender, and below that were the full curves of her hip bones.

I quickly looked away and continued pushing on her back. I used the heel of my palm to push from her shoulder blades to her lumbar spine, and then back from her lumbar spine to her shoulder blades.

Ye Qinghan's breathing gradually calmed down, her shoulders completely relaxed, and she slumped back in the chair as if her bones had been removed.

"Aunt Ye, that's enough. Try moving around a bit."

Ye Qinghan straightened up from the back of the chair, turned her shoulders, and tilted her neck back.

He stood up and stretched, then turned to look at Lin Feng. His face wasn't sweaty, but the tips of his ears were red.

"Xiaolin." Her voice had regained some of its usual crispness.

"Um?"

"Your technique is really good, much more comfortable than mine," she said, then turned and walked towards the changing room, her figure, wrapped in a see-through yoga outfit, disappearing behind the frosted glass door.

Lin Feng stood beside the cushion and let out a long breath. He walked to the coffee table, picked up a mineral water bottle, and took a big gulp. The icy liquid slid down his throat, finally calming the heat in his body a little.

For a moment, he thought Ye Qinghan was going to say something. But she didn't say anything; she just stood up, stretched her shoulders, and then went to change her clothes.

Lin Feng put down the mineral water bottle and wiped the sweat from his face with a towel.

When Ye Qinghan came out of the dressing room, she had changed back into the light blue silk shirt and beige wide-leg pants.

She walked to the coffee table, picked up her briefcase, and turned to look at Lin Feng. Her expression had returned to its usual capable and efficient manner, but there was a very faint, almost imperceptible hint of something in her eyes.

"Xiaolin, my aunt has left first," she said, taking a few steps towards the door before stopping and turning away. "Take care of yourself. Don't be reckless outside. Call me if anything happens."

"Okay, Aunt Ye."

The door closed gently behind her.

Lin Feng stood in the yoga room for a while, then went over and tidied up the yoga blocks and cushions on the mat, and moved the chair back to its original position.

I went back to the changing room to change into my own clothes, threw my white yoga outfit into the recycling bin, and then went out.

When he walked back to the front desk, Xiao Wei was looking down at the appointment form. She looked up and saw him, and said with a smile that Sister Ye seemed to be in a good mood when she came out today.

Lin Feng smiled but didn't say anything. He said, "Sister Wei, I'm leaving," and turned to walk towards the elevator.