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

morning……

Lin Feng was awakened by an itchy sensation in his chest.

He opened his eyes and saw Zhou Mei lying on his chest, a strand of hair twirling between her fingers, drawing circles on his chest with the end of the hair.

Seeing that he was awake, the corners of her mouth curved up, and her eyes followed suit.

"Good morning!" She leaned closer, her lips pressed against his. The morning kiss had a hint of toothpaste mint. After the kiss, she buried her face in his neck and nuzzled against him.

Lin Feng put his arm around her and placed his hand on her back.

The blanket slipped down, revealing her bare shoulders and collarbone, with faint red marks left from the previous night on her shoulders.

The two of them got out of bed.

Zhou Mei slipped on the white T-shirt and walked barefoot into the bathroom. Lin Feng followed and stood at the door. She was bending over washing her face, the hem of her T-shirt pulled up, revealing a patch of fair skin on the upper part of her thigh.

She took the towel off her face and saw him looking at her in the mirror. A smile played on her lips, and she flicked a few drops of water onto his face with her hand.

Lin Feng walked over and hugged her from behind, placing his hand on her lower abdomen. She leaned into his arms, tilted her head back, and kissed his chin.

After washing up, Zhou Mei took out a white shirt and a pair of black suit pants from the closet, and then took out a new pair of flesh-colored stockings from the drawer.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she slowly rolled up her stockings, while Lin Feng stood beside her buttoning them, his gaze fixed on her legs.

Zhou Mei noticed, stood up, tucked the hem of her shirt into her waistband, and picked up a comb to brush her hair.

"Let's go. I'll see you off."

The car drove out of the underground parking garage. Zhou Mei gripped the steering wheel, her right leg, encased in flesh-colored stockings, pressed against the accelerator.

While waiting at a red light, she turned her head and kissed Lin Feng. Her lipstick, freshly applied, left a faint red mark on the corner of his mouth.

He wiped it off with his fingers and smiled again. He was completely different from the counselor who usually stood on the podium with a cold face.

When they arrived at the school gate, the two parted ways.

Lin Feng entered the teaching building first, while Zhou Mei went around to the other side to the examination room. After finishing the exam in the morning, when he handed in his paper and came out, he saw Zhou Mei carrying a stack of exam papers coming out of the next examination room.

The two exchanged a glance across the corridor. Zhou Mei's lips curved slightly, then she hugged the exam paper to her chest and walked forward.

After finishing the exam, I received a WeChat message from Zhou Mei: "Come to my house this afternoon, I'll tutor you."

Lin Feng looked at the words "tutoring" on the screen and a slight smile appeared on his lips. "What kind of tutoring?"

"Physiology and Hygiene Class." A smiley face followed by the title.

in the afternoon.

Lin Feng knocked on the door of apartment 502 in Zhonghai City. The door opened, and Zhou Mei stood in the doorway wearing a white T-shirt and no pants, her legs bare.

The curtains were drawn, leaving only a small gap through which the afternoon sunlight streamed in and fell onto the floor.

……

Lin Feng got up, put on his pants, went into the kitchen, and opened the refrigerator.

Eggs, tomatoes, green peppers, and a piece of lean meat.

Rinse the rice and cook it. Cut the lean meat into strips and coat it with starch. Cut the green pepper into strips and beat the eggs.

Heat the oil in a pan, pour in the egg mixture, stir-fry a few times with a spatula and set aside. Add more oil and shredded pork, stir-fry until it changes color, then add green peppers. Drizzle soy sauce around the edge of the pan, then pour the eggs back into the pan and stir a couple of times.

As the aroma wafted out, Zhou Mei came out of the bedroom, put on the white T-shirt, and walked barefoot on the kitchen floor tiles. She hugged him from behind, pressing her face against his back.

"It smells so good."

"Go get the bowl."

Zhou Mei took out the bowls and chopsticks, and the two sat down at the table. Lin Feng picked up a piece of green pepper and shredded pork and put it in her bowl. She lowered her head and ate a mouthful of rice.

After finishing his meal, Lin Feng washed the dishes by the sink.

A pair of arms wrapped around his back, and her fingers lifted the hem of his T-shirt and gently tickled his lower abdomen.

He turned around and kissed the top of her head.

In the evening, the two of them leaned against the sofa and watched TV.

Zhou Mei rested her head on his lap, scrolling through group messages on her phone, then looked up at him. "The course you're taking tomorrow focuses on the last three chapters. The case study questions test the application of consumer behavior models, and the essay questions emphasize external factors influencing consumer decisions."

After saying that, she blinked, moved the pillow off his lap, and snuggled back into his arms. At that moment, "Teacher Zhou" became a teasing title.

Lin Feng placed his hand on the top of her head and gently rubbed it.

After taking a shower, the two of them lay back in bed.

Zhou Mei rested her head on his arm, her hand on his chest, and her legs draped over his. The bedside lamp was on, casting a warm yellow light on the ceiling.

"I've been alone all these years. Eating alone, watching TV alone, sleeping alone. When I can't sleep, I get up to prepare lessons, flipping through the lesson plans over and over. Actually, I've already memorized the lesson plans, but I just don't want to lie back down and stare at the ceiling." She paused, then buried her face in his neck. "After you graduate, will you still come to see me?"

Lin Feng said he definitely would.

He gently ran his fingers through Zhou Mei's hair. Zhou Mei tightened her arms around him, and soon her breathing became even and deep, her fingers still clutching the collar of his T-shirt.

Lin Feng turned off the bedside lamp, and in the darkness, her warm and soft body pressed against him.

Exam week went by faster than I expected.

Perhaps because we were about to go on a trip, the teachers didn't give us too much trouble, and the questions they asked were mostly ones that had been highlighted.

When Lin Feng handed in his last calculus paper, he flipped it over and placed it face down on the table, picked up his bag, and walked out.

In the corridor, Song Yang caught up from behind and hugged his neck, saying that Fatty's dad had given him some travel funds and would treat everyone to barbecue that night.

Lin Feng said he couldn't go tonight, he had to go home and pack his things. Song Yang looked at him with the eyes of someone who had been through it all, and said, "Fine, fine, go with your Shen Qianqian."

Lin Feng didn't explain; he did indeed want to go home, but not for Shen Qianqian.

Su Mengya arrived home by train last night and sent him a message saying she was exhausted from her business trip and would sleep all day tomorrow, then look for him when she woke up.

He went back to his own home first. Zhang Xiulan was folding clothes in the living room and turned off the TV as soon as she saw him come in. "How did your exams go?"

"It's alright. I should pass." Lin Feng put his schoolbag on the sofa. "Mom, the school is organizing a trip to Xiamen, about four or five days. Our flight is tomorrow at noon."

Zhang Xiulan stopped folding clothes. "A trip? How much money do you need?"

"The school will reimburse you. Airfare and accommodation are included."

Zhang Xiulan stood up and went into the bedroom. After a while, she came out holding a stack of red bills. "Son, this is two thousand. You need to have money on you when you're out and about. Spend what you need to spend, don't be too frugal."

Lin Feng looked at the stack of money.

The bills weren't new; there were creases at the edges. They were the change she'd saved from grocery shopping. He counted out ten and pushed the rest back. "A thousand is enough. I still have some in my card."

Zhang Xiulan opened her mouth as if to say something. Lin Feng put the money in his pocket and smiled. "Mom, that's really enough."

She looked at him for a while, took the money back, and patted his arm.

Lin Feng put his backpack back in his room, changed into a clean T-shirt, and walked across the street.

I knocked twice. The door opened.

Su Mengya stood at the door, wearing a loose white T-shirt and gray home shorts, her hair was loose, and her face still looked sleepy.