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

After applying the ointment, she tapped his nose one last time with her finger and said, "All done." When Lin Feng straightened up, the base of his ears had already started to turn red.

The higher you go, the narrower the path becomes, and the stone slab path turns into sections of gravel road, with a noticeably steeper slope.

After walking for about forty minutes, Shen Qianqian started to pant. Her forehead was covered in sweat, and stray hairs clung to her temples. A small patch of her white short-sleeved T-shirt was soaked with sweat and stuck to her back, vaguely revealing the outline of her bra straps.

He took off his sun hat and used it as a fan, then plopped down on a large rock by the roadside and refused to get up.

Lin Feng took a bottle of mineral water out of his bag, unscrewed the cap, and handed it to her. She took it, tilted her head back, and drank most of the bottle. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and then handed the bottle back to Lin Feng. "How much further?"

"Almost there. The last part." Lin Feng pulled her up from the rock. Shen Qianqian's palms were sweaty and slippery, and she gripped Lin Feng's fingers tightly.

Around 10 a.m., they finally reached the top of the mountain. The summit was a wide-open flat area, offering a panoramic view of the rolling hills and the distant skyline of Hehai City.

Next to the viewing platform is a specially designated campsite. Five or six tents have already been set up on the grass, and several children are chasing each other around. Meanwhile, adults are setting up barbecue grills nearby.

Shen Qianqian's fatigue from the journey seemed to disappear the moment she reached the top of the mountain. She ran to the railing of the viewing platform, handed her phone to Lin Feng, and asked him to take a picture of her. She twirled around in front of the railing, and the hem of her pleated skirt fluttered as she twirled, revealing a small patch of white, reflective skin on her inner thigh.

Raymond Lam pressed the shutter several times, and every single one of them captured her beautifully. It wasn't that he was particularly skilled; it was just that she looked good no matter how he photographed her.

After playing on the observation deck for a while, Shen Qianqian dragged Lin Feng to rent a tent.

The service point at the campsite was a small wooden house with a sign outside that read "Tents for Rent".

The owner was a man in his fifties, with a tanned face, wearing a faded camouflage vest, sitting on a small stool by the door eating watermelon.

Seeing Lin Feng and Shen Qianqian approaching, he tossed the watermelon rind aside, wiped his mouth, and asked them how many tents they wanted to rent.

Raymond Lam said it was a two-person thing.

The uncle glanced at Shen Qianqian, a knowing smile appearing on his lips, before turning and going inside to retrieve a two-person tent and two sleeping bags.

Shen Qianqian stood behind Lin Feng, her ears turning red instantly. She reached out and tugged at the hem of Lin Feng's T-shirt, lowering her voice to ask, "Why didn't you rent two single ones?"

Lin Feng said he only had enough money for two people. She knew he was lying but didn't say anything more, only pinched his waist.

While he was setting up the tent, Shen Qianqian squatted down beside him to help hand him nails, asking him how business was at the billiard hall.

While hammering nails, Lin Feng briefly explained the situation of the past few days since the opening. Business was good; seven stores opened at the same time, and the renovation cost five million yuan. He was partnering with a friend.

Shen Qianqian asked which friend it was, and Lin Feng said it was a businesswoman who had helped him a lot.

Shen Qianqian was silent for a few seconds before asking if the woman was pretty, her tone carrying a subtle hint of wariness. Lin Feng stopped hammering and glanced at her, asking if she was jealous. Shen Qianqian shoved the last nail into his hand, saying, "No, I'm not."

After setting up the tent, the two of them had lunch at a barbecue stall on the mountaintop.

We ordered ten skewers of lamb, five skewers of chicken wings, two skewers of grilled corn, and two skewers of grilled bread slices. The barbecue stall owner was quite skilled; the lamb was grilled to a perfect crisp on the outside and tender on the inside, with plenty of cumin and chili powder sprinkled on top.

When Shen Qianqian was eating roasted corn, a kernel got stuck on the corner of her mouth. Lin Feng reached out and wiped the kernel off with his thumb. She froze when his fingertip brushed against her mouth, then quickly lowered her head to continue eating the corn, her ears turning red.

The afternoon passed very slowly.

They circled around the mountaintop again and again, walking from the viewing platform to the signal tower and back. They saw several stray cats sunbathing on a pile of stones. Shen Qianqian squatted down and played with them for a long time. Finally, she broke the remaining sausages in her bag into small pieces and placed them next to the pile of stones.

In the evening, they sat on the steps of the viewing platform to watch the sunset. The setting sun dyed the entire sky orange-red, and the town at the foot of the mountain lit up with twinkling lights.

Shen Qianqian rested her head on Lin Feng's shoulder, her hair fluttering in the mountain breeze and tickling Lin Feng's neck.

She said it was the happiest day of her summer vacation.

After dark, the temperature on the mountaintop dropped considerably, and the number of people at the campsite gradually decreased. Most tourists made it down the mountain before dark, leaving only a few campers like them who went into their tents.

After Lin Feng and Shen Qianqian crawled into the tent, they spread out their sleeping bags to use as mats, and lay side by side on them to look at the stars through the mesh at the top of the tent.

The starry sky in the mountains is much brighter than in the city. The Milky Way stretches across the sky, and you can see countless stars clustered together, with the occasional shooting star streaking across the sky.

"Actually, when I asked you where you were doing part-time work—I guessed you must have a secret." Shen Qianqian turned her head to look at him. "Later, when you said you were opening a billiards hall and partnering with someone, I felt like you had suddenly grown up. You're different from other boys."

"What's different?"

"They're thinking about how to spend money. You're thinking about how to make money." Then she turned her head back to look at the stars. "Many guys I know are still asking their families for money when they get to college, buying sneakers and game consoles without batting an eye. You're different. You never spend money recklessly outside. You're always thinking about what to do next. Like opening a billiard hall, before I even realized it, you've already opened seven."

Lin Feng was silent for a while, then said, "My parents don't earn much, so I have to rely on myself."

Shen Qianqian moved her hand from the sleeping bag to hold his hand, placing it on her knee. She said, "It's because of you that I like you."

The tent was quiet for a while, with only the rustling of the mountain wind through the treetops and the occasional bird calls in the distance.

Shen Qianqian turned over and lay on her side, moving her body closer to Lin Feng. She could feel the warmth from his arm through the two thin layers of fabric.

I gently traced circles on the back of his hand with my finger, my heart beating faster than when I was watching the sunset.

Lin Feng turned his head to look at her. The light inside the tent was dim, but with the faint light coming in from outside, her clear outline could be seen.

She had a straight nose, slightly parted lips, and a faint scent of shampoo on her.

He rolled over, placed one hand on the sleeping bag next to her shoulder, and then lowered his head to kiss her.

There was no fleeting, superficial touch; instead, he took her entire lower lip into his mouth. Shen Qianqian's eyelashes trembled slightly before she closed her eyes, raising her hand from the sleeping bag to press against his chest, but she didn't push him away.

Size 34C fits perfectly!

With that baby face, she's practically the epitome of beauty.

and!

It seems bigger than when I last felt it?