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

She looks completely different from before. Before, she was sophisticated but tense, but now she is sophisticated yet relaxed and confident.

Seeing Lin Feng push the door open and come in, he closed the account book and placed it on the table. Leaning back in his chair, he looked at him, tilted his head, and said, "What brings you here to inspect our work today?"

Lin Feng sat down on the sofa. "Let's check on the renovation progress. Manager Luo, business has been good lately?"

"Thanks to you. Several ladies introduced by Mr. He came for a full anti-aging treatment the day before yesterday, and they've already booked appointments for next week. Director Ye also has a few members here; they all have strong spending power." She stood up from her office chair, walked over, and stood next to the sofa, looking down at him.

From this angle, Lin Feng could just see the deep cleavage in the neckline of her tank top, her two full breasts swaying slightly beneath the thin straps.

Lin Feng reached out, grabbed her wrist, and gently pulled her onto his lap.

Luo Ruoxi naturally wrapped her arms around his neck, buried her face in his shoulder, and asked him if he had been too busy lately and hadn't come to see her in a long time.

Lin Feng said he has been very busy lately. The logistics company just purchased a batch of new vehicles, the renovation of the Keda Hotel is nearing completion, and there are also matters concerning the Qingyuan scenic area.

Luo Ruoxi lifted her face from his shoulder and gently kissed him below the ear, saying she missed him.

The lips were soft, and when they brushed against my skin, they caused a ticklish sensation. The faint scent of white tea wafted from my body, mixed with my body heat.

She kicked off her high heels, stepped barefoot onto the edge of the sofa, and leaned closer to him. The thin strap of her tank top slipped off one shoulder, revealing a large expanse of fair skin below her collarbone.

I straddled his lap, lowered my head to kiss his lips, and slowly touched his tongue with my own.

Lin Feng's hand moved down from her waist, and through the thin fabric of her bodycon skirt, he could clearly feel the elasticity of her buttocks in his palm.

Luo Ruoxi's breathing gradually became heavier, and she moved her lips away from his mouth, kissing him down along his jawline.

The sofa made a slight rubbing sound as she moved. She slid off his lap and squatted in front of the sofa, unbuckling his belt and zipper with her fingers, then tucking her loose hair behind her ears.

Lin Feng ran his fingers through her hair.

Luo Ruoxi occasionally glanced at him, and that look was completely different from the professional smile she had when he first walked into the office; it was one of complete engagement and focus.

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Lin Feng stayed in Luo Ruoxi's apartment for a while and asked about the progress of the new house renovation.

Luo Ruoxi stood up from the sofa, walked to the coffee table, picked up her phone, flipped through the photo album, and showed him the on-site photos that the renovation team had just sent.

The walls have been painted, with light beige latex paint and dark wood-grain baseboards. The living room's floor-to-ceiling windows face the small courtyard. The anti-corrosion wood flooring in the courtyard has been laid, and the patch of dirt in the corner has been turned over, with well-rotted sheep manure mixed in, just waiting for the seedlings to be transplanted.

The kitchen cabinets are installed, and the bathroom fixtures are in place. All that's left is to install the lights, order the curtains, and finish up the soft furnishings.

"It should be completely finished in about another week. It will also take some time to ventilate and dissipate the odor. By the time your parents move in next month, the formaldehyde and other odors will have long since dissipated."

I put my phone on the coffee table, snuggled back into the sofa, and leaned against him. "Your dad likes to grow vegetables, so I specially reserved a plot of land in the corner of the yard, and the soil is all turned over. Your mom likes to grow flowers, so I installed a flower rack on the balcony. We'll pick out a few easy-to-care-for plants from the flower market to put on the table. Oh, and that refrigerator in the kitchen is one I had a friend order directly from the manufacturer. It's a double-door model, so your mom's old one can be replaced."

Lin Feng pulled her closer and said, "You've had a tough time these past few days." Luo Ruoxi buried her face in his chest and nuzzled against him, her voice muffled.

This house will be her parents' home from now on, so we can't be careless. She also said that she and her mother had been moving around a lot since she was a child, and had moved to countless rental houses. Every time they moved, her mother would clean the kitchen spotless, saying that even a rented house should feel like home.

Now she finally has her own house, although it's not in her name, but she's even happier than if she bought the house herself.

In the evening, Luo Ruoxi personally cooked several dishes, and after dinner, the two watched TV on the sofa for a while.

Lin Feng's phone vibrated a few times; it was Yonghu sending him the operational plan for next week. He looked down and replied to a few messages.

Luo Ruoxi didn't rush him, quietly leaning against him, occasionally picking up the remote to change the channel. That evening, she pulled him into the bedroom and, naturally, took good care of him.

Knowing that Raymond Lam was too tired lately, he moved even more gently than usual, allowing him to simply lie down and enjoy himself.

Afterwards, she lay on his chest and gently traced circles on his collarbone with her fingers, telling him to let her know in advance when he was free next time so she could prepare some new poses for him. She had recently unlocked several advanced poses in yoga class.

Lin Feng gently patted her hip and said, "You're treating yoga class like a battle preparation."

Luo Ruoxi smiled and buried her face in his neck, knowing that serving Coach Lin required her to always be in top condition.

For the next few days, Lin Feng spent most of his time with Shen Qianqian.

I accompanied her to her swimming lesson and watched her swim lap after lap in the pool wearing that black one-piece swimsuit. Her freestyle strokes were becoming more and more standard, and her breathing rhythm was much smoother than before.

While resting by the pool, she pushed her goggles up to her forehead and told him that the coach praised her for making rapid progress and that she would be able to go to the deep end after a few more lessons.

Besides swimming lessons, the two also went to see a few movies, went shopping a few times, and ate a few spicy hot pot meals at a roadside stall.

The familiar shops in the university town have changed hands again after the start of the semester, but the red sign of Lao Wu's Rice Bowl is still there, and the old man selling roasted sweet potatoes at the alley entrance is still there. Life flows by quietly like water.

Saturday arrived quickly.

Lin Feng plans to drive Shen Qianqian to Qingyuan Grand Canyon for rafting.

That scenic area is located in the northwest of Qingyuan City, not far from Longxi Cave, which Chao Yuan took them to see last time. It is currently the only decent natural attraction in Qingyuan, famous for its canyon rafting and primeval secondary forests.

I wanted to take Shen Qianqian to relax, and I also wanted to see how a mature tourist area is operated, so that some of the designs and projects could be used as a reference for the development of Longxi Cave in the future.