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

Lin Feng didn't say anything more and continued walking forward.

Shen Wanyu hugged his waist from behind, her steps following his. She took about ten steps before letting go of one hand, but her other hand was still gripping the back of his clothes.

The two continued walking in, and the passage became narrower and narrower. Various props and mirrors were hung on the walls on both sides. The images in the mirrors were fragmented by red light, reflecting the figures of the two people one in front of the other.

After turning a few more corners, the two of them unknowingly turned into a dead end.

In front of me was a wall covered with peeling wallpaper. In the corner, there were a few pieces of old furniture. A chair with a missing leg was lying on the ground, and next to it stood a dusty wardrobe with its door half open. Inside, a few worn-out clothes hung and swayed gently in the cold air from the air conditioner.

The light here was dimmer than in the main passageway, with a green spotlight in the corner casting long and short shadows on the furniture. Loud footsteps echoed from a speaker on the ceiling, but no NPCs could be seen in the distance.

Shen Wanyu walked around from behind Lin Feng to in front of him, looked up at him, then looked down at her toes, then stood on tiptoe, cupped his face in her hands, and pressed her lips to his.

The kiss came suddenly; their lips parted slightly, the tip of her tongue slipped inside, and her fingers slid from his cheek to the back of his neck, gently pressing against it.

Lin Feng's hand paused for a second, then landed on her waist, tightening slightly through the thin fabric of her dress. Their breaths mingled in the dim light, the surrounding sound effects still blaring, a low-frequency rumble simulating thunder coming from the ceiling, and distant screams coming through several walls, becoming muffled and distant after being filtered by the walls.

Shen Wanyu pressed her body even closer, her chest against his through the fabric, her heartbeat transmitted through the two layers of cotton, fast and light.

She held the tiptoe position for more than ten seconds until she was practically hanging on him, her back against the wall covered with peeling wallpaper, the rough texture of the paper digging into her shoulder blades.

A few meters away, the college student couple stopped at the corner.

The boy stood in front and, through the reflection in the mirror embedded in the wall, saw two people pressed together in the dead end. He paused for a moment; the image in the mirror was not very clear due to the red light cutting through it, but the outlines were still recognizable.

The girl next to him followed his gaze, opened her mouth, and then tugged at the boy's sleeve. The two looked at each other in the shadows without saying a word, and quietly retreated back to the main passage.

The guy thought to himself, "This guy is amazing, he actually has two girlfriends."

Lin Feng tightened his grip a little.

Shen Wanyu let out a soft groan from her throat, her lips slightly parting his, but her forehead was still pressed against his chin, her rapid and warm breath spraying onto his neck.

He raised his hand and gently tapped her forehead, his knuckles making a soft sound as they struck her brow.

"Don't play with fire."

Shen Wanyu raised her hand to rub her forehead, looked up at him, and there was still a little moisture on her lips. "Anyway, Qianqian isn't here, and no one can see."

"It won't work even if no one sees it."

"Then why didn't you push me away just now, and you even touched me there?" Shen Wanyu tilted her head and looked at him, her lips twitching slightly, with an expression that was hard to tell whether it was smug or probing.

Lin Feng didn't respond to that, but instead pulled her wrist and turned into another passage. They walked much faster this way than they had come. Shen Wanyu didn't say anything more, walking beside him, her wrist, which he was holding, was slightly warm.

Her steps were much steadyer than before. After walking about twenty steps, she turned the hand he was holding over, slipped her fingers between his fingers, and clasped his hand.

Lin Feng turned his head and glanced at her.

She didn't look at him, but stared straight ahead, her heart pounding with a secret joy at the fact that he didn't reject her.

As she was about to exit the haunted house, the afternoon sun returned to her. Shen Wanyu squinted, shielding her eyes from the sun with her other hand; the blush on her cheeks hadn't completely faded in the sunlight.

She immediately released her grip on his hand and naturally took half a step away, creating some distance. Shen Qianqian was sitting on a bench next to the exit, having already drunk most of her milk tea. When she saw him come out, she stood up and took two steps to greet him.

"How was it? Scary?" Shen Qianqian switched the milk tea to her other hand and tilted her head to look at them.

"Fortunately, there were a few sudden moments. But it wasn't so scary after that, mainly thanks to the sound effects," Lin Feng said.

"The design inside is quite thoughtful," Shen Wanyu nodded beside her, raising her hand to tuck a stray hair behind her ear. "The beginning is indeed quite scary, but it gets much better later on. Once you get past the narrowest part, it's not so bad."

"Wanyu, why is your face so red?"

"It's hot," Shen Wanyu said, raising the back of her hand to touch her cheek. "The air conditioning inside isn't strong enough; it's stuffy after walking around for so long."

Shen Qianqian said "oh" and didn't ask any more questions. She held the milk tea in her hand to Lin Feng's lips, "Have a few sips, I can't finish it."

In the afternoon, she played a few more rides. The spinning teacups made Shen Qianqian dizzy, and she had to stand by the railing for a while after getting off to recover.

The last activity was a rafting trip. Several people sat in round, inflatable boats and floated down the waterway. When they passed places with large drops, water splashed up and soaked them from head to toe.

Shen Qianqian sat next to Lin Feng. When the water rushed towards her, she instinctively leaned against him, her shoulder against his and her hand gripping his arm. She screamed as the water splashed down, then giggled, turning to look at his face, "Your hair is wet."

When Shen Qianqian got off the hovercraft, her white short-sleeved shirt was soaked with water and the fabric clung to her body, becoming somewhat see-through.

The outline of her chest was clearly visible under the wet fabric, and the lines from her collarbone to her waist were outlined by the water. Her wet ponytail clung to her neck, and water droplets trickled down her chin and dripped onto the surface of her canvas shoes.

Shen Qianqian, who already had a youthful face and a large bust, looked even more alluring now. She lowered her head and tugged at the fabric stuck to her stomach, then pulled it off and stuck it back on, deciding not to care anymore. Several men in line next to her couldn't help but glance in her direction.

A boy wearing a plaid shirt didn't even notice that his ice cream had melted and dripped cream onto his pants. He only realized what had happened when his friend patted him on the shoulder.

Lin Feng took off his jacket and draped it over her shoulders, the hem falling above her thighs and covering her soaked front. "That's enough for today."

Shen Qianqian looked down at her soaked clothes, realizing she had accidentally exposed herself. She pulled her coat tighter and tugged at the collar with both hands. "Yeah, I'll catch a cold if I keep playing around like this."

The three of them walked towards the parking lot and first took Shen Wanyu back to the villa area.

After the car came to a stop, she unbuckled her seatbelt, leaned over from the back seat and patted Shen Qianqian's shoulder, "You had a lot of fun today, let's meet up again next time. Be careful on your way back, drive slowly." Then she got out of the car, stood at the gate of the courtyard, waved to the two people in the car, watched the car turn around and drive away, disappearing around the corner, before turning around, taking out her keys, opening the door and getting in.

There were only two people left in the car.