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

Chapter 3 I Gouged Out Your Eyes

His knees were pressed against Su Mengya's legs, and her shoulders were almost touching his chest.

The other person had just finished showering and smelled of shower gel, a very faint floral scent.

The heat hadn't completely dissipated, and a layer of warm, moist steam mingled with her fragrance, wafting into the nostrils.

Lin Feng held his breath.

Su's mother sat down on the toilet, and her voice came through the shower curtain: "Xiaoya, you've taken a shower? You didn't even close the door!"

Su Mengya kept her voice as calm as possible: "Yes, I just finished washing."

"Why are you showering so early today?"

"I was a little tired after get off work, so I took a shower first."

Su's mother said "Oh," and then sighed.

Su Mengya asked, "Mom, what's wrong?"

After a few seconds of silence, Su's mother said wearily, "The company had a meeting today. Our cleaning team originally had five people, but we're laying one off tomorrow."

Su Mengya moved slightly, and Lin Feng felt her shoulders tense up.

"You laid off someone?" Su Mengya asked. "Why the sudden layoffs?"

"They say the economic climate is bad, the company's performance is poor, and they need to cut costs." Su's mother's voice came from outside the shower curtain, carrying a sense of suppressed helplessness. "The four people who stay also have to have their working hours reduced. They used to work eight hours a day, but now it's six hours. Their wages are calculated hourly, which means they'll lose several hundred yuan a month."

Su Mengya didn't say anything.

Su's mother added, "The one who got laid off from our group is Xiao Wang. She's several years younger than me. She's the only breadwinner in her family, and I really don't know what she'll do now that she's been laid off. At least I still have you. You've graduated and can earn money now, but her child is only in college, and everything costs money."

Lin Feng squatted in the bathtub, listening to Su's mother's words, his breathing gradually becoming a little stuffy.

The area inside the shower curtain is already stuffy, with hot air mixed with moisture, making the air humid and heavy. Try to breathe slowly.

He couldn't hold it in any longer, so he exhaled very, very slowly, and then inhaled again.

As he inhaled, the scent of Su Mengya's shower gel wafted in, mixed with the clean, warm body odor of a girl who had just taken a shower.

His gaze involuntarily shifted from the tiled wall and landed on Su Mengya.

The light filtering through the shower curtain was soft, illuminating her profile and outlining her features with a warm yellow hue.

Her wet hair clung to her neck, water droplets sliding down her neck, past her collarbone, and into the area covered by the bath towel.

The towel slipped down a little further, revealing half of her breasts, which bulged against the fabric and rose and fell gently with her breath.

Her shoulders were slightly hunched, and her shoulder blades were beautifully shaped. Her thighs were taut from the squatting position, and the lines of her legs extended all the way to where the towel couldn't cover them.

Her ankles were very thin, and her toes were slightly curled as she stood on the bottom of the bathtub.

Lin Feng felt that his heartbeat was so loud that it could be heard throughout the entire bathtub.

He quickly turned his head away from the wall.

But the bathtub was just too small.

His movement of turning his head caused his body to shift, and his knee moved to the side, bumping right into Su Mengya's leg.

She lost her balance and leaned towards him, her shoulder bumping into his chest.

The skin on her shoulder was wet, with the slippery feel of shower gel, clinging to the chest of his hoodie. The hoodie fabric was thin, and he could feel the warmth of her skin.

Su Mengya quickly shrank back, bracing herself against the edge of the bathtub.

With this effort, the top edge of the bath towel slipped down a bit more, revealing snow-white skin.

She glanced down, her face flushed instantly, and she quickly pulled up the towel, her fingers gripping the top edge of the fabric.

She turned her head and glared at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was so enraged by that glare that he wished he could disappear into the cracks between the tiles. He pressed his body against the wall, his head almost touching the tile, trying to get as far away from her as possible, even by a centimeter.

But his knee was still pressed against the side of her thigh. It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but there was simply nowhere to move.

Su Mengya also sensed it.

My outer thigh was pressed against his knee, and through the towel, I could feel the hard shape of his kneecap.

Her ears were burning, so she turned her face to the other side, staring at the shower curtain, pretending to listen to her mother.

Su's mother's voice continued to drift in from outside the shower curtain.

"I talked to my supervisor, and I'm willing to accept a reduced working hours, but could you please not lay me off yet? You just graduated, your salary isn't high, and we still have debts to pay off. My supervisor said she would try her best to help me, but it's not up to her; it depends on what the higher-ups approve."

Upon hearing the words "debt," Su Mengya tightened her grip on the towel and sighed.

"Mom, don't worry too much." She tried to keep her voice steady. "My salary isn't much, but it's enough for food. We'll figure out how to deal with the debt together."

After a moment of silence, Su's mother's voice trembled slightly: "Mom didn't mean to put pressure on you. You just started working, and Mom knows it's not easy for you either."

"I know," Su Mengya said. "Mom, don't think too much about it. You've had a long day, get some rest."

Su's mother sat on the toilet for a few more seconds, and then the sound of flushing began.

"Okay, then go to bed early after you've finished showering."

Footsteps echoed from the bathroom and headed towards the bedroom. The sound of the bedroom door closing followed.

Neither of them moved inside the shower curtain.

Lin Feng's back was still pressed against the tiled wall, and Su Mengya's hand was still gripping the top edge of the bath towel.

The two remained in the same position.

I waited for about two more minutes.

I heard the door close.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief, and Su Mengya was the first to move. She carefully stood up from the bathtub, stepped out, and put her bare feet on the bathroom floor tiles.

When I arrived at the bathroom door, I opened it and peeked outside.

Once she confirmed that Su's mother had entered the bedroom, she turned around and lowered her voice: "You brat, come out here."

Lin Feng stood up from the bathtub.

My legs were numb from squatting for so long. When I stepped out, I lost my balance, slipped on the water, and fell forward half a step.

Su Mengya quickly reached out to help him up.

The other person's arm pressed against her chest, and Lin Feng instantly felt that amazing touch and elasticity.

Two people are standing face to face in the bathroom.

Su Mengya was still wrapped in that bath towel, her hair was half dry, and the blush on her face spread from her cheekbones to her ears.

Raymond Lam's ears were also red; it was so embarrassing.

"You should leave quickly." Su Mengya looked away, her voice low, "Before my mother comes out."

Lin Feng opened his mouth, as if to say something.

Apologize, or at least offer an explanation.

But it felt like something was stuck in my throat, and I couldn't say anything when I tried to speak.

Finally, he just grunted an "Mmm," wiped himself off, put on his clothes and pants, and went to open the bathroom door.

The door was opened a crack, and a peek was made into the living room. The bedroom door of Su's mother was closed, but a little light was coming through the crack at the bottom.

I tiptoed through the living room, and as I reached the front and placed my hand on the doorknob, I glanced back.

Su Mengya stood at the bathroom door, clutching the edge of a bath towel in one hand and gesturing for him to leave quickly with the other.

The light shone on her, her wet hair clung to her neck, and water droplets still clung to her collarbone.

Lin Feng gently turned the lock, slipped out, and closed the door behind him.

Back home, my back was pressed against the cold cement wall.

My heart hasn't slowed down yet.

My mind is a mess, filled with images from the bathroom earlier. I never imagined Mengya had such a great figure.

How come I never noticed this before!

blah blah blah...

Raymond Lam, what are you thinking? The other person is your... god-sister?

I reached up and wiped my face; my palms were sweaty. Just then, my phone rang.

Upon opening it, I found a text message from Su Mengya.