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

Lin Feng stood next to the taxi for a while, his brows furrowing slightly.

This scene looked somewhat familiar to him; Chen Ming had approached Shen Qianqian in the school cafeteria in the same way last time. However, this man in front of him had much better taste than Chen Ming; at least judging from his clothes and appearance, he was probably not an ordinary student.

A feeling of unease welled up inside him. Although Shen Qianqian certainly wouldn't have any particular thoughts, it was not a pleasant thing for someone to try and steal his girlfriend right in front of him.

I straightened my shirt collar and walked toward the school gate.

The moment Shen Qianqian saw him, the polite and distant smile she had been giving when she was talking to her senior instantly transformed into a radiant smile from the bottom of her heart.

She hurriedly said to the boy, "Excuse me, senior, my boyfriend is here to pick me up," then ran to Lin Feng, jumped up and threw herself into his arms, wrapped her legs around his waist and put her arms around his neck.

Her voice was so sweet it almost melted your heart. She said she missed him terribly and wondered why it had taken so long to pick her up. She said she looked forward to his visit every day and was so bored being alone here.

Her voice sounded a little aggrieved at the end, it seemed she really missed him.

Lin Feng supported her buttocks with one hand and gently patted her back with the other. He lowered his head and kissed her cheek hard before putting her back on the ground. His gaze then fell on the boy opposite her, past her shoulder.

The other person was standing under the ginkgo tree watching this scene. The expression on their face changed subtly within a few seconds. They were slightly taken aback at first, and then quickly resumed their polite smile, but there was a hint of inexplicable complexity in that smile.

"Qianqian, who is this?" Lin Feng put his arm around Shen Qianqian's waist, his tone casual and natural.

"This is Senior Zhao, a second-year graduate student in Finance. He assisted the professor with the research project for this study tour, and he helped me with many questions and revised several reports for me. Senior Zhao is a really nice guy. Knowing it was my first time in Kyoto, he even took me to see some attractions. Senior Zhao, this is my boyfriend, Lin Feng. He came all the way to Kyoto to pick me up." Shen Qianqian leaned into Lin Feng's arms, her arms naturally wrapped around his waist. She looked up at Lin Feng with a hint of nervousness on her face, as if she was carefully observing his expression.

Looking at Shen Qianqian's adorable, dependent appearance, Senior Zhao sighed inwardly.

During his study abroad trip, he approached Shen Qianqian under the guise of helping her revise her report, and he did indeed have the intention of pursuing her. This junior was beautiful, had a good figure, and a lively personality, making her more attractive than any girl he had ever met.

I originally thought that even if she had a boyfriend, it wouldn't be a big deal. Kyoto and Hokai are thousands of kilometers apart, and long-distance relationships are most prone to problems.

But after seeing Raymond Lam in person today, all his thoughts shattered in that instant. The shirt the man was wearing was custom-made, and he recognized the watch on his wrist—it was a limited edition.

Having a family business, he was far more sensitive to the value of such things than the average person. He instinctively realized that this rival was someone he couldn't afford to mess with.

He felt somewhat unwilling, but mostly helpless. He nodded politely to Lin Feng and said that the research group had something to do today, so he had to leave first.

Then he turned and walked deeper into the campus. His figure gradually disappeared at the end of the ginkgo-lined path, finally turning a corner and disappearing behind the red brick building.

Lin Feng pulled Shen Qianqian even tighter into his arms, bent down and whispered in her ear in a voice only she could hear, "Your senior has already left. Do you want to go after him? I saw you chatting with him quite happily just now, and you said quite a lot."

Upon hearing this, and seeing the ambiguous smile on Lin Feng's face, Shen Qianqian panicked.

Emotionally, she had always lacked a sense of security and was most afraid that Lin Feng would misunderstand her or be angry with her. She hurriedly turned around and threw herself into Lin Feng's arms, hugging his waist tightly with both arms, burying her face in his chest and rubbing against him, her voice carrying a hint of coquetry and genuine nervousness.

"Lin Feng, don't be angry. Senior Zhao really just helped me revise my report. We're just ordinary classmates. He's the senior student leading my research group. He's helped me with the project a few times, and the professor also asked him to take care of us out-of-town students. I only have eyes for you. I don't care about anyone else. If you're upset, I'll never talk to other guys again. Believe me, there's really nothing between us. I just answered him politely no matter what he said. There was absolutely nothing that crossed the line."

As Lin Feng listened to her series of nervous explanations and saw the ingratiating and genuine panic in her large brown eyes, most of the slight jealousy he had felt earlier dissipated.

I just wanted to tease her, but I didn't expect her to react so strongly.

"Okay, I was just kidding. I know how my Qianqian treats me. But next time you talk to other guys, don't look so happy. It makes me uncomfortable, and your boyfriend will get jealous too."

Hearing his words, Shen Qianqian felt both happy and shy. She stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him.

The kiss was urgent and deep, followed by a soft, gentle whimper. The surrounding trees rustled in the autumn wind, and several passing students wisely walked around them.

After kissing him, Shen Qianqian leaned into his arms, buried her face in his shoulder, and whispered something in his ear in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"Lin Feng, my breasts seem to have gotten bigger again. I went to buy bras last week, and the sales assistant measured me several times, saying my size is almost an E now. It's all your fault; they weren't this big before. I don't know why they've been growing ever since I've been with you. All the bras in my dorm don't fit anymore, so I'll have to buy all new ones when I go back. And lately they've been feeling a bit swollen and heavy, even when I lie on my side at night, they feel so heavy. Could you massage them for me tonight?" Her voice was so soft it was almost melting, her ears were as red as if they were about to bleed, but the sly smile on her lips was impossible to hide.

Lin Feng looked down at her eyes, which were both shy and wanting to tease him, and reached out to pull her cardigan down, covering a large area of ​​her skin.

He silently sighed to himself, "This little vixen, it's only been a short time since I last saw her, and her figure has improved again."

He put his arm around her waist and walked towards the campus, saying that they should go back to the hotel first and then he would give her a proper check-up that night to see if it had really gotten bigger.