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

Beneath her deep purple yoga pants, her glutes were contracted to their peak, the muscle lines clearly taut under the fabric, with a subtle tremor as she exerted force.

"Hold for five breaths."

Five breaths later, Yang Ru slowly descended from the bridge pose.

Next up is a glute-specific strengthening exercise.

Locust pose, bow pose, camel pose...

Yang Ru executed each movement perfectly. When doing the locust pose, Lin Feng squatted down beside her legs, his palms lightly resting on her glutes to help her feel the power. "Inhale and use your glutes to push your legs up, keeping your core stable."

Yang Ru took a breath.

The gluteus maximus was firmly taut under his palm, and the muscle group contracted upwards with the force, making the lines exceptionally clear.

During the deep relaxation exercise, Yang Ru lay flat on the mat, while Lin Feng sat on the edge of the mat watching her breathing rhythm.

The rise and fall of the chest and abdomen gradually became steady and deep. The Great Relaxation pose was held for five minutes.

"Sister Yang, you can slowly wake up now."

Yang Ru moved her fingers and slowly sat up, turning to the side. After sitting up, she didn't stand up immediately, but instead sat on the cushion with her hands supporting her behind her.

His lips moved, then closed again.

My fingers were unconsciously picking at the edge of the mat.

"Teacher Lin." Her voice was a little lower than usual, with a hint of hesitation that was barely perceptible.

"Um?"

"You're a full-fledged coach now, right?"

"Yes. I was just promoted yesterday."

Yang Ru's fingers scratched at the edge of the mat again. She looked up at Lin Feng, her expression still cold and indifferent, but the tips of her ears were faintly red.

"I have a request."

Lin Feng didn't interrupt, quietly waiting for her to continue.

"Could you..." She paused, shifting her gaze from his face to the canopy of the camphor tree outside the French windows, her voice lowering further, "to help me with a glute activation workout?"

"Sister Yang, what do you mean?" Lin Feng was stunned for a moment and didn't react immediately.

Yang Ru's ears turned even redder, the redness spreading from her earlobes all the way to the edge of her earlobes.

She took a deep breath, as if making a firm decision. "It's about stimulating the deep muscles through moderate tapping. I've read professional fitness materials before, and this kind of tactile stimulation can improve muscle recruitment, enhance gluteal elasticity, and better maintain muscle definition. I tried doing it myself before, but I couldn't generate enough force on my own, so the results weren't good."

The reasonable needs of members are the top priority in teaching.

Lin Feng's Adam's apple bobbed, but his expression quickly returned to its professional composure. "Sister Yang, are you sure you want to do this? This training requires a high degree of control over the force."

"I'm sure." Yang Ru turned her gaze from the camphor tree to him, her tone earnest. "Don't worry, this was my own request, and I won't mention anything extra to Manager Luo. If you feel uncomfortable—"

"No problem. I'll try my best to accommodate the customer's reasonable requests." Lin Feng's voice became steady, carrying a professional certainty.

Yang Ru rolled over and lay face down on the bath towel, her arms crossed and resting under her chin. Her dark purple yoga pants outlined the smooth lines of her hips, honed by long-term training, with the contours of her gluteus maximus flowing naturally from her waist down, and the lines at the peak of her buttocks full and sharp.

Lin Feng knelt down beside her. He raised his right hand, adjusted the pressure slightly above her buttocks, and then placed it down steadily.

The palm makes a soft sound the moment it touches the muscles, which is particularly clear in the quiet yoga room.

The muscles under the fabric trembled slightly after being stimulated, and the gluteus maximus naturally contracted and rebounded.

Yang Ru buried her chin in her arms and let out a muffled groan.

"Is this force okay?"

"Okay." The voice was muffled in his arms, with a slightly trembling tone at the end.

Lin Feng raised his hand again and brought it down in a professional rhythm.

The soft sounds echoed rhythmically in the yoga room, each strike precisely targeting the muscle groups and stimulating the activation of deep muscles. Yang Ru's body didn't flinch; instead, she subconsciously tightened her core slightly, her gluteal muscles gently contracting and rebounding with each pat.

I did it about ten times.

Lin Feng stopped. "Sister Yang, that's enough for today. The muscles need time to absorb the stimulus and recover after the impact activation."

Yang Ru slowly sat up from the bath towel.

A faint blush spread across her cheeks, from her cheekbones down to her neck. She reached up and tucked her stray hair behind her ear. As she stood up, her legs felt slightly weak from the exertion, and she swayed a little.

She walked to the wall, picked up her water bottle, took a sip, and then turned to look at Lin Feng. Her face had returned to its usual cold and indifferent expression, but the tips of her ears were still flushed.

"Ms. Lin, for the next class, could you still arrange this?"

"If you think it's effective, Sister Yang, you can add it to your training regularly."

Yang Ru nodded.

I put the water bottle in my bag, zipped it up, and headed for the door. My deep purple yoga pants accentuated the smooth lines of my hips and legs; with each step, my muscles naturally tightened and relaxed, making my workout results immediately apparent.

She paused and turned to the side when she reached the door.

"Teacher Lin, about this matter—"

"I understand the employee handbook and I won't mention it to anyone," Lin Feng said calmly.

Yang Ru's lips curved into a small smile. She pushed open the door and went out.

Lin Feng sat on the mat for a while, then stood up and went into the changing room to take off his white yoga clothes.

I changed into my own T-shirt and pants, and used a towel to wipe the sweat from my neck.

Xiao Wei was organizing the appointment forms at the front desk when she looked up and smiled when she saw him. "When Yang Ru came out, her ears were as red as hell. What kind of high-intensity training did you give her?"

"It's nothing, just a set of glute-specific strengthening exercises with some activation training."

Xiao Wei raised an eyebrow but didn't ask any further questions. Lin Feng said, "Sister Wei, I'm leaving now," and turned to walk towards the elevator.