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

At first, the two of them were just leaning against the back of the sofa, chatting casually, but their voices gradually lowered as they talked.

"Are you really going to Cangzhou next week?" Lin Feng asked.

"Yes, the organization has already made up its mind, there's nothing to discuss." Her fingers traced circles on the sofa cushions, her fingertips moving very slowly.

"I'll send someone over first. Once you get there, don't try to handle it alone; the situation there is likely quite complicated."

Ye Qinghan didn't speak, but turned her head to look at him. The living room was dimly lit, but her eyes were bright. After a while, Lin Feng felt her turn to the side, her fingers lightly touching his shoulder, then she leaned in and pressed her lips to his, carrying a hint of the bitterness of tea and the faint fragrance of lipstick.

Ye Qinghan was much more proactive than usual that night.

No guidance or probing was needed; she reached out and grasped his wrist. The straps of her silk nightgown slid off her shoulders, and moonlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains, illuminating her porcelain-white skin.

Throughout the entire process, her breathing rhythm and body language were clear and unwavering. The curtains were not fully drawn, and a beam of light leaked in through the gap, cutting a thin line along the edge of the bed.

The next morning, Lin Feng woke up earlier than her, and the light coming through the curtains had changed from gray to warm.

I quietly pulled my arm out from under the covers, went to the bathroom to wash my face, and found eggs, bread, and a few scallions in the kitchen. There was also a small unopened box of butter in the refrigerator.

I put the frying pan on the stove and turned it on. I fried an egg until both sides were slightly browned, toasted bread until the edges were slightly golden, and then sliced ​​a small dish of cucumber and placed it next to it. As the oil in the pan was still sizzling, I heard the sound of slippers stepping on the floor behind me.

Ye Qinghan emerged wearing a dark emerald green silk robe, the neckline slightly open, revealing a glimpse of her collarbone and a hint of cleavage. She had just washed her face, a few strands of hair still damp and clinging to her cheeks, her expression lingering with the weariness of just waking up.

She walked behind him, reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her face against his back.

Lin Feng could feel her two soft mounds pressing against his back, warm and soft, their shape and weight clearly visible even through the thin shirt and robe.

I held him quietly for a while before letting go, walked to the dining table, sat down, and took a bite of a piece of toasted bread.

"You're early to bed," she said.

"If you sleep lightly, you'll wake up early." Lin Feng scooped the fried eggs onto a plate and brought them over.

Ye Qinghan took the chopsticks, picked up a slice of cucumber, put it in her mouth, chewed it a couple of times, and asked, "When are you starting preparations here?"

"We'll start arranging for people to go over there in the next couple of days." Lin Feng sat down and spread butter on a slice of bread. "Let Kui Zi and Brother Biao go over first to get a feel for things. We'll meet up again once you've settled in over there."

Ye Qinghan placed the empty coffee cup on the table. "The situation over there is different from that at Hehai. Be careful when you get there. Some local bullies are polite on the surface, but they're capable of anything behind the scenes."

"I know, I'm no pushover either."

Lin Feng changed his shoes in the entryway and glanced back at her as he opened the door. Ye Qinghan stood by the dining table, still holding the empty coffee cup in her hand, her hair loose, the ties of her bathrobe hanging loosely at her waist. Morning light streamed in through the window. Lin Feng said, "Let me know when you leave on Monday," then closed the door and went downstairs.

It was already past 10 a.m. when we arrived at Baijinhai.

Shangguan Jinghong was indeed in the pool, leaning against the pool wall with her arms draped over the edge, the deep blue water washing over her collarbone.

Wearing a black bikini with so little fabric that it barely covered her most vital areas, it clung tightly to her body after getting wet, making her two soft, white breasts almost spill out.

Her hair was wet and clung to her shoulders and neck, water droplets sliding down her cheeks and chin and dripping into the water. Hearing footsteps, she turned her head and saw Lin Feng; a slight smile played on her lips.

"You've arrived so early."

"How much do you know about the situation in Cangzhou? Mayor Ye is going there next week, and I plan to check things out this week." Lin Feng sat down in the chair next to her.

Shangguan Jinghong stood up from the water, water cascading down her body. She walked to the lounge chair, picked up a white towel, wrapped it around herself, dried her hair a couple of times, and then sat down.

The bath towel only covered her upper thighs, her long legs were crossed, and water droplets rolled down her knees. She turned her head to look at Lin Feng, her expression slowly becoming serious.

"I've heard some things about that area. The people there are tough, and the local forces are deeply entrenched. It's not something that can be resolved by simply confronting them head-on. If Kui Zi and Brother Biao go, they might not be able to keep them in check, since their main area of ​​activity is around the river and sea, and they're not familiar with the situation there." She picked up the cigarette pack on the table, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and the smoke slowly escaped from the corner of her mouth before continuing.

"I plan to go to the Golden Triangle to find Uncle San. He has many veterans there, people who have seen it all, not ordinary street thugs. With their help, things will be much better."

"Is it far?"

"Two days round trip. Have Kui Zi take his men to Cangzhou to scout the situation first. I'll bring my men over to meet them after I finish my trip to the Golden Triangle. A week should be enough." She flicked her cigarette ash into the ashtray next to her. "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Lin Feng leaned back in his chair and looked at her.

Sunlight streamed down from the glass roof above the pool, illuminating her wet skin. She was wrapped in a white towel, her hair still dripping wet, falling onto her shoulders and collarbone, sliding down her skin into the deep cleavage created by her bikini.

My gaze followed the water droplet for a while before returning to my own.

"You'll have to work hard on this trip."

"Why are you being so polite with me?" Shangguan Jinghong smiled, stubbed out her cigarette, stood up, and went into the dressing room. When she came out, she had changed into a dark gray long-sleeved shirt and a pair of black skinny jeans. The shirt was tucked into the waistband, highlighting her slim waist and long legs.

He shook his half-dry hair, picked up the car keys on the table, and said, "Let's go to Keda. Kui Zi and Brother Biao should be here by now."

There were already seven or eight people seated in the small banquet hall on the second floor of the Keda Hotel.

Kui Zi and Biao Ge were sitting at the back of the round table, each with a bottle of beer in front of them. When they saw Lin Feng and Sister Hong walk in, they all stood up. Kui Zi pulled out chairs for them to sit down, and the waiter brought two more sets of tableware.

After sitting down, Lin Feng didn't waste any time. He briefly explained the situation in Cangzhou and then asked Kui Zi to take two or three clever people there to find out what was going on.

The purpose of this trip was not to cause trouble, but to observe the situation there, identify influential figures, determine the key areas, and assess the overall security situation.

If you encounter a problem you can't solve, don't force it; retreat first and then try again.

Kui Zi put down his beer bottle and said seriously, "President Lin, I have a friend from the war, surnamed Zhou. After retiring from the army, he spent three years in Cangzhou before returning to Hohai. He knows the area well and has some connections there. I'll contact him tonight, and if he's willing, he can lead the way. It'll be much faster than us wandering around blindly."

"What's your character like?" Lin Feng asked.

"A friendship forged in life and death is reliable," Kui Zi said decisively.

Brother Biao sat across from me, pushing his beer bottle forward. "I'm not bringing many people, just three or four. We don't know anyone there, so having too many people will just draw attention. We need to figure out their main streets and venues first, and then see if we can talk to anyone. Cangzhou is different from Hehai; even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. We definitely can't force our way in."

Shangguan Jinghong listened quietly to Lin Feng's words before speaking, "I'm leaving for the Golden Triangle the day after tomorrow. Once Uncle San's people arrive, they'll go directly to Cangzhou to meet you. Don't rush into action these next few days; just get a clear picture of the situation." She put down her cup, the bottom tapping softly on the table. "But there's one condition: once everyone arrives, follow my orders. Cangzhou is a place where trouble is most likely to occur."

Kui Zi and Biao Ge exchanged a glance and nodded.

It was almost 2 p.m. when the event ended.

Kui Zi and Biao Ge left first, saying they were going to arrange manpower. Shangguan Jinghong stood at the door for a while, and after Lin Feng came out, the two walked side by side to the parking lot.

Two buttons on the shirt collar were undone. When the wind blew, the collar bulged against the neck, revealing a clean and sharp line from the neck to the collarbone.

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