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

Zhou Mei looked at him, the anger in her eyes gradually fading, replaced by a slowly rising sense of shyness.

Lin Feng's words are highly credible; the other party was clearly being discreet with her.

Otherwise... she would have been killed by that scumbag Wang Qingchen...

She dared not think about what happened next, her lips moved a few times, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Her chest was covered by the blanket, but the outline of her body beneath it still rose and fell gently with her breathing, and the blanket surface rippled slightly with each breath.

"I remember now... that cup of tea... there was something wrong with it." Zhou Mei seemed to be talking to herself.

Lin Feng suggested, "Teacher Zhou, how about... I take you to the hospital?"

"No...we can't go to the hospital." Her voice still carried the stubbornness she usually displayed in class.

"But--"

"I told you, I'm not going to the hospital." Zhou Mei pulled the blanket up even higher, all the way up to her chin.

She turned her head to look at the lamp on the bedside table, her voice muffled: "After something like this happened... going to the hospital... it's too embarrassing."

As soon as she finished speaking, her legs began to move unconsciously under the covers again, her knees sometimes bending up and pressing against the covers in a shallow arc, and sometimes straightening up, repeating this several times.

Her breathing became rapid again, her chest heaving violently under the covers, the fabric creased by her tightly clenched fingers.

She bit her lower lip, leaving faint marks on it with the tips of her teeth, and that indescribable heat surged up again.

"Teacher Zhou," Lin Feng turned around, his voice low, "how can I help you?"

Zhou Mei opened her eyes and glanced at him, her eyes filled with embarrassment, and a hint of barely suppressed panic and heat.

"You...you help me to the bathroom first."

Lin Feng reached out his hand.

Zhou Mei stretched out a hand from under the covers, grabbed his forearm, and sat up with the help of it. The blanket slid down her chest, revealing her black lace lingerie and the curves of her body.

She hurriedly used her other hand to pull her clothes up and wrap them tightly around herself, leaving only the hand that was gripping Lin Feng's forearm exposed.

Zhou Mei tried to stand up.

The moment his foot touched the ground, his knee buckled, and he fell headlong towards Lin Feng.

The clothes wrapped around her body slipped open, and her shoulder and chest pressed against Lin Feng's arm.

Through the lace fabric, Lin Feng could feel the soft warmth of the other person's skin, and the figure under the fabric was slightly sunken by his arm.

Zhou Mei could smell his scent.

A clean scent carrying a faint trace of sweat.

Her body seemed to suddenly find comfort; her lower abdomen tightened abruptly, and a surge of heat welled up from deep within her body, rushing straight to her throat.

She bit her lip hard, forcibly suppressing the muffled sound that almost escaped her throat.

Those were her students.

Zhou Mei!

How could you do this... It's so embarrassing...

Lin Feng helped her through the bedroom to the bathroom door. Zhou Mei, supporting herself on the doorframe, went inside, turned around, and closed the door behind her.

Soon, the sound of rushing water came from inside.

Zhou Mei stood under the showerhead, the icy water pouring down her head and running down her hair to her shoulders. Her underwear was soaked through, the lace fabric clinging tightly to her skin, revealing a faint dark hue.

The water flowed over her burning skin, taking away the surface heat, but the heat deep inside her body did not diminish at all.

She pressed her forehead against the cold tiles, closed her eyes tightly, and forced herself not to think about those chaotic thoughts.

Lin Feng stood outside the bathroom door, the only sound he could hear was the rushing water falling on the tiled floor.

He stood there for several minutes, but the sound of water never stopped, and there was no other movement inside.

He put his hand in his pocket, then pulled it out again.

"Teacher Zhou, I'll head back now."

There was no response from the bathroom.

Lin Feng waited a few seconds, then turned and walked towards the entrance.

Reaching the door, I placed my hand on the doorknob and just managed to open it a crack.

A muffled thud suddenly came from the bathroom, as if something had fallen to the floor, followed by Zhou Mei's suppressed cry of pain: "Ouch."

Lin Feng immediately closed the door again, turned around and quickly walked back.

"Teacher Zhou?"

There was no response from the bathroom.

The sound of water was still there, but it was different from before. Now the sound was like water being poured directly onto something, not the crisp sound of water falling onto tiles.

"Teacher Zhou, are you alright?"

He pressed his ear against the door, but could hear nothing but the sound of water. He knocked twice, but there was still no response.

Lin Feng grasped the doorknob and gently turned the door open.

The bathroom was filled with steam, and water was still pouring from the showerhead.

Zhou Mei lay on the ground, supporting herself with one hand and gripping the metal shower hose with the other, trying to use the strength to stand up.

But the hose was movable, and when she pulled it, it slid down, and she fell back to the ground.

The showerhead was tilted to one side, and the water jet slanted across her. Water poured down from above, running down her hair and onto her face, making it hard for her to open her eyes. She opened her mouth to say something, but water immediately filled her mouth, causing her to cough repeatedly.

The black lace lingerie was completely soaked by water.

The lace, already featuring openwork patterns, became semi-transparent and dark after being soaked in water, clinging tightly to her skin.

Her figure's curves were clearly outlined under the soaked fabric, and water droplets rolled down the curve of her chest, flowing over every line of the lace pattern, all the way to her lower abdomen.

She hadn't taken off her dress yet, and the hem was already completely soaked. The stockings covering her legs shimmered with a glossy sheen in the water.

Lin Feng lifted his foot and stepped onto the bathroom floor tiles, but his foot suddenly slipped.

The ground was covered in water, and the tile surface was extremely slippery. He tumbled forward, his knees hitting the tiles hard, his elbows bracing himself against the ground, before losing his balance and falling solidly next to Zhou Mei.

His elbow slammed against the hard tile, making him wince in pain. Ignoring the pain, he quickly rolled over and scrambled to his feet, squatting down next to Zhou Mei.

"Teacher Zhou, can you get up?"

Zhou Mei wiped the water off her face and opened her eyes to look at him. Water droplets clung to her eyelashes, rolling down in the blink of an eye.

Her lips moved as if she were saying something, but the sound of the water was too loud to hear clearly.

Lin Feng reached out and turned on the shower.

The sound of water stopped abruptly, and the bathroom fell silent instantly, with only the two of them breathing and the soft sound of water droplets dripping from Zhou Mei's body.

"Help me...up..." Zhou Mei's voice was hoarse and soft.

Lin Feng reached out his arm, slipped it under her armpit, and supported her lower back with his other hand, lifting her up from the ground.

The moment Zhou Mei's body left the ground, the soaked fabric clung to his chest, and the icy water quickly soaked his T-shirt.

She was unsteady on her feet, her knees were still weak, and almost all of her weight was hanging on Lin Feng.

Her cheek rested against his neck, her warm breath spraying onto his skin.

The heat was even hotter than before; instead of subsiding, it seemed to be burning even more intensely.

Lin Feng half-carried, half-supported Zhou Mei as they walked out of the bathroom.

As she walked through the corridor, her feet barely touched the ground; her legs were so weak she could barely move.

He helped her into the bedroom and bent down to put her on the bed.

Zhou Mei's arms were tightly wrapped around his neck, and she didn't let go.

Lin Feng was pulled forward by her weight, his knees hit the edge of the bed, he lost his balance and fell onto the bed.

It landed squarely on her.