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

After dinner, the three of them changed into their rafting gear. The changing room was quite crowded, mostly with families and young couples who had come for the weekend.

Lin Feng changed into a pair of quick-drying shorts and a sun-protective shirt, and waited at the entrance of the dressing room.

A moment later, Shen Qianqian and Ye Qinghan came out of the women's changing room. Shen Qianqian was wearing a light blue quick-drying T-shirt and a pair of black athletic shorts, with an orange life jacket provided by the scenic area on top.

She tied the life jacket straps tightly, making her breasts stand out even more, bulging out from the neckline of the life jacket.

Ye Qinghan was wearing a white quick-drying T-shirt and dark gray athletic shorts. Her life jacket was also stretched taut by her two heavy, full breasts, with the straps creating a deep indentation at her chest, and the soft flesh on both sides slightly spilling out from the edges of the life jacket.

When wearing a police uniform, one can usually cover up some things with a shirt and jacket, but once the life jacket is tightened, the entire body curves are completely exposed.

Several men around were secretly glancing this way, and a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses almost bumped into a pillar when he turned his head to look.

Shen Qianqian noticed the stares, took Ye Qinghan's arm and whispered, "Mom, look at you, people stare at you wherever you go."

Ye Qinghan reached out and lightly flicked her forehead without saying a word, but the helpless expression on her face almost made Lin Feng burst out laughing.

The three people boarded the raft.

The rafting river meanders down the canyon for several kilometers, with a drop of nearly ten meters at its maximum. The banks are lined with dense primary and secondary forests, the canopies of which block out the sun, and occasionally a few birds fly up from the trees.

The boat had just passed the first bend when it was swept into a rapid current. The icy stream water poured in from the bow, instantly drenching the three men.

Shen Qianqian screamed and then burst into laughter, reaching out to pat the splashing water. Ye Qinghan sat on the other side of the boat, her soaked white T-shirt clinging to her body, clearly outlining the contours of her two full breasts, with the lace pattern of her underwear faintly visible.

He reached up and wiped the water from his face. His hair was wet and clung to his neck, water droplets trickling down his collarbone and dripping into the deep cleavage of his life jacket collar.

Shen Qianqian wasn't in much better shape. Her light blue T-shirt was soaked through and turned into a semi-transparent dark blue, clinging to her chest. Her two full breasts jiggled under the wet fabric as the boat rocked.

The rafting trip took nearly an hour. Throughout the entire journey, Shen Qianqian shouted loudly, raising her hands and yelling the loudest every time the boat went down a steep slope.

Lin Feng sat in the middle of the boat, and occasionally when the boat rocked violently, he could feel Ye Qinghan's legs touching his legs underwater.

The first time they bumped into each other, they both flinched. The second time they bumped into each other, neither of them flinched.

When they reached a calmer section of water, Ye Qinghan turned her head to talk to Shen Qianqian, her knee gently pressing against Lin Feng's leg underwater, the force very light and gentle, as if unintentional, yet also as if deliberate.

Shen Qianqian was completely oblivious to these details. She was busy scooping up stream water and splashing it at Lin Feng, saying, "Why aren't you making any noise? You're not cooperating with the atmosphere at all."

Lin Feng got splashed with water, wiped it off with his hands, and then scooped up a handful of water and splashed it back at Shen Qianqian. Shen Qianqian screamed and hid behind Ye Qinghan. Ye Qinghan was caught in the middle and splashed with water all over his face. He shook his head helplessly.

The three of them were making a ruckus in the boat, their laughter echoing through the canyon, the sound reflecting back from the cliffs on both sides in layers.

After the rafting trip, the three of them went back to the changing room to change into dry clothes. Raymond Lam changed into the dark gray polo shirt and khaki casual shorts he had brought with him, while the mother and daughter each changed into a new set of clothes.

Shen Qianqian wore a light blue spaghetti strap dress, the hem of which reached her knees, and her hair was still wet, draped over her shoulders.

Ye Qinghan changed into a dark green silk shirt and a pair of beige linen trousers. Her hair was half-dry with a towel, with the ends slightly curled. She touched up her makeup and applied a light pink lipstick.

Lin Feng noticed that the gazes of the middle-aged men at the entrance of the canyon followed him again. He took a step forward and stood between Ye Qinghan and Shen Qianqian, with one hand on Shen Qianqian's shoulder and the other hand naturally placed behind Ye Qinghan's waist. They didn't touch, but the posture itself carried a silent declaration.

After seeing Lin Feng's actions, the middle-aged men all looked away and dispersed.

In the afternoon, the three of them played a few other rides. Shen Qianqian specifically requested to ride the pirate ship, and Ye Qinghan was pulled on by Shen Qianqian. When they swung to the highest point, Ye Qinghan closed his eyes tightly and gripped the safety bar with his fingers. On the contrary, Shen Qianqian laughed so hard that she was doubled over, saying, "Mom, how come you're more timid than me?"

The yachting project was held in a reservoir downstream of the canyon. Lin Feng took the mother and daughter around the reservoir a few times. The lake was wide open, and the surrounding mountains were reflected on the water, making for a beautiful scene.

While enjoying himself, Lin Feng also observed the operational details of the scenic area. He took note of everything, from the visitor flow design at the entrance and the safety measures on the rafting river to the catering facilities in the rest areas and the design of photo spots at the stops along the way.

Some design ideas can be applied to the Longxi Cave project. For example, photo spots can be set up along the rafting route, and tourists can scan a QR code at the exit to buy photos for tens of yuan each, with almost zero cost and extremely high profit.

The team on Chao Yuan's side can also refer to details such as the rental model of the snack area inside the scenic spot, the pricing strategy of the combined ticket and the single ticket, and the frequency of shuttle bus departures.

As evening fell, a bonfire was lit in the central square of the scenic area.

The flames danced in the twilight, sparks crackling and leaping upwards, while upbeat folk songs blared from the speakers around the square.

Dozens of tourists formed a large circle, dancing a simple folk dance in response to the host's commands. Shen Qianqian pulled Lin Feng's hand and squeezed into the crowd, then turned back and called Ye Qinghan to come over together.

Ye Qinghan was originally waving from outside the crowd, but Shen Qianqian dragged her in. The three of them held hands, twirling, stomping, and clapping to the rhythm of the music.

The firelight shone on their faces, making everyone's expressions warm and cozy.

After finishing one round of dancing, Shen Qianqian went to a nearby stall to buy kebabs, leaving only Lin Feng and Ye Qinghan by the campfire.

The music playing on the speakers slowed down to a folk song. The singer's voice was husky and gentle. The tourists around gradually dispersed. Some went to eat, some went to take pictures, and some sat on the lawn in the distance chatting.

Ye Qinghan did not pull her hand back, but instead hooked her finger around Lin Feng's finger.

"Thank you for today. I haven't been this happy in a long time." Her voice was soft amidst the crackling of the campfire, but the firelight danced on her face.

Lin Feng looked into her eyes.

Amidst the bustling crowd, Shen Qianqian was gesturing and adding chili peppers to a barbecue stall a dozen meters away, oblivious to everyone around her.

Ye Qinghan's eyes held a smile, satisfaction, and a deep, undisguised emotion.

Lin Feng turned his hand over and intertwined his fingers with hers briefly before letting go, the movement very light and natural.

Ye Qinghan's smile deepened. She shifted her gaze from his face to the tallest flame in the campfire, the firelight outlining the soft, delicate lines of her profile.