Awakening the Phoenix Flow System after the breakup, I'm so happy!

The two walked out of the building one after the other.

The sunlight outside was indeed very strong, making it difficult to open one's eyes.

Chen Yang consciously walked on the outer side, using his tall body to shield Zhou Tingting from most of the scorching sunlight.

Zhou Tingting kept her hands tightly in the pockets of her trench coat and walked very carefully.

She was afraid that a sudden gust of wind would blow open the hem of her trench coat and expose her.

I didn't run into any acquaintances along the way; the neighborhood was so quiet that the only sound was the chirping of cicadas.

The two walked side by side to the entrance of the residential area, where they happened to run into the security guard, Lao Li, who was making tea in his booth.

Old Li is a kind-hearted man in his fifties who is very familiar with the young residents in the community.

He came out carrying a large, steaming enamel mug, and when he saw Chen Yang and Zhou Tingting, he shouted his greeting from a distance.

"Oh, Miss Zhou, you're dressed up so beautifully on the weekend. Are you going out on a date with your boyfriend?"

Zhou Tingting was startled by the sudden shout.

She was already feeling guilty, and now she didn't even know where to put her hands.

She could only nod awkwardly at the security booth, her face flushed crimson.

"Uncle Li, have you eaten? We're just going to take a walk in the park behind the house to digest our food."

Chen Yang, on the other hand, was quite natural. He walked over, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out, and handed it to Old Li.

"Uncle Li, it's the weekend and you're on duty again. It must be hard working here in this scorching sun."

Old Li took the cigarette with both hands, skillfully tucked it behind his ears, and smiled so broadly that his face was covered in wrinkles.

"It's not hard work at all. It's all for the benefit of the homeowners. You young people should go and have some fun."

"The young man is handsome and dashing. He and our Miss Zhou are a perfect match. They are a handsome couple."

Chen Yang chuckled and agreed a few times, then walked back, took Zhou Tingting's hand, and quickly walked out of the community gate.

Just as they turned a street corner without surveillance cameras, Zhou Tingting flung Chen Yang's hand away and pinched his arm hard.

"It's all your fault for giving such a bad idea, insisting on coming out dressed like this."

"Uncle Li has a very sharp eye. He was staring at me just now, so he must have noticed that something was wrong with what I was wearing under my trench coat."

Chen Yang rubbed his arm, which didn't actually hurt at all, and pretended to look aggrieved.

"My dear lady, I swear to God, your trench coat is buttoned up completely from top to bottom."

"Apart from the exposed calves, something else seems off."

"Old Li was just praising us for looking like a married couple. Don't be guilty and start overthinking things and scaring yourself."

Zhou Tingting was rendered speechless by his comment about the couple looking alike, and could only follow him along the tree-lined path toward Mingzhu Lake Park.

The plane trees lining both sides of the road are very lush, and their huge canopies completely cover the road surface.

Occasionally, a few cars would drive past in the adjacent lane, stirring up a gust of hot air.

Every time the wind picks up, Zhou Tingting has to quickly press the hem of her trench coat down with her hands.

Seeing that nervous, timid look on her face, as if afraid of accidentally exposing herself, made Chen Yang, who was walking beside her, secretly amused.

Mingzhu Lake Park is an open municipal park where many elderly people play chess and dance in the evenings.

However, the sun was blazing at this time, and there weren't many people strolling around in the park.

Even the cicadas in the trees were chirping weakly.

Chen Yang held her little hand and deliberately chose to walk on those secluded paths overgrown with weeds.

The two walked around a huge artificial lake and came to a quiet bamboo grove.

A long wooden bench was placed beside the bamboo grove for visitors to rest, with a few dry, yellowed bamboo leaves on it.

Chen Yang brushed the leaves off the chair and pulled Zhou Tingting to sit down.

The place is blocked on three sides by towering bamboo, and in front is a lake covered with reeds.

This is probably the most secluded and convenient corner to get things done in the entire Pearl Lake Park.

As soon as Zhou Tingting sat down in the chair, she let out a long sigh of relief.

"I was so nervous walking this whole way, my heart was practically jumping out of my throat."

She fanned her burning cheeks with her hand, and a fine layer of fragrant sweat had already seeped onto her smooth forehead.

Chen Yang shifted his hips closer to her, stretched out his long arm, and domineeringly put his arm around her shoulder.

"This is called seeking excitement in life. If you always stay at home and never go out, how can you experience this heart-pounding feeling of being exposed at any moment?"

Zhou Tingting turned her head and glared at him.

"You're a perverted lecher who just loves doing these kinds of torturous things."

Chen Yang wasn't angry; his slender fingers gently traced the collar of her trench coat.

"The treatment of diseases has always emphasized adapting to local conditions and prescribing the right medicine."

"The few presses I did inside were just a pre-dinner dessert. Now that we're outdoors, it's time to truly unleash my ancestral skills."

As he spoke, his rough, large hand naturally landed on Zhou Tingting's thigh, which was covered by black stockings with lettering.

Zhou Tingting's body tensed instantly, like a rabbit suddenly startled.

"What are you doing? We're in a park outside."

She lowered her voice and turned her neck like a rattle drum to look around.

Although she couldn't see anyone in sight, she always felt that an elderly man or woman might suddenly jump out from behind the bamboo grove and catch her red-handed.

Chen Yang pressed his palm against the stockings, feeling the unique letter texture and warmth.

"I'm just doing my duty by massaging your sore legs. Which patient was on the phone earlier who said they were tired from shopping and needed some comfort?"

"If you find the right acupoints on your legs and press them a few times, you'll feel as light as a feather when you wake up tomorrow morning."

Zhou Tingting grabbed his large hand that was messing around on her leg.

"Don't try to fool me with those medical terms. How can you possibly find any acupoints through all these layers of clothing?"

Chen Yang took her soft little hand in his own, and gently stroked the back of her hand with his thumb.

"If the clothes are too thick and in the way, they can be taken off. A doctor can't just examine someone through their boots, can he?"

With his free hand, he unceremoniously untied the belt around Zhou Tingting's trench coat.

The khaki trench coat flared out to the sides, completely revealing the alluring black bodycon skirt underneath.

The skirt was very short, barely covering the top of her thighs.

The black stockings with rows of English letters shimmered with an extremely alluring luster in the dappled sunlight.

Chen Yang's breathing involuntarily became somewhat heavy.

"Tingting, you have a great eye for clothes today. The feel and smoothness of these stockings are so much better than the ones we got on the mountain last time."

Zhou Tingting was so embarrassed that she closed her eyes and gripped the edge of her trench coat tightly with both hands, not daring to let go.

"Hurry up and press a few more times so we can go back. I have a feeling there's a pair of eyes watching us from behind the bamboo forest."

Chen Yang's large hand traveled up her slender calf and slowly slid down to her rounded knee.

"It's not as scary as you say. There isn't even a single wild duck laying eggs by this lake, except for the two of us."

"If you relax your muscles and fully cooperate with my treatment techniques, the leg soreness will definitely get better quickly."

His hands made light circles on his knees, then slowly moved towards the edge of his pencil skirt.

Each touch, warm to the touch, caused Zhou Tingting's body to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

Just as Chen Yang's fingers were about to lift the hem of the skirt to explore further...

Suddenly, a series of light and rapid footsteps came from the gravel path behind the bamboo grove.

It was accompanied by a crisp yet abrupt bark.

"Xiaobai, slow down! There are parasites in the grass, don't go in there."

It was the voice of a middle-aged woman shouting at the top of her lungs, and it sounded like she was only a dozen meters away from the bench where they were sitting.

Zhou Tingting suddenly opened her eyes, her pretty face turning deathly pale.

She frantically tried to pull the straps on both sides of her trench coat, hoping to cover up her exposed skin again.

Chen Yang grabbed her flustered hands and, with a forceful pull, drew most of her body into his chest.

"Don't move around. The more you try to hide it, the stranger people will find it."

Chen Yang's voice rang directly into her eardrums, carrying an irresistible calmness that only a veteran could possess.

The middle-aged woman holding the dog leash had already walked over along the gravel path.

She was holding a snow-white Bichon Frise on a leash.

The person who came was none other than Aunt Wang, who liked to loiter around the neighborhood.

The Bichon Frise named Xiaobai seemed to have smelled something special and charged straight towards the bench where they were sitting.

The leash was taut, and it brought Grandma Wang directly to the bench.

"Oh dear, this little dog is being naughty today. Hope it didn't disturb you two lovers' romantic time."

Aunt Wang looked at Chen Yang and Zhou Tingting, who were huddled together, with a smile.

Zhou Tingting buried her face tightly in Chen Yang's chest, not daring to lift her head to face anyone.

She clearly sensed that Chen Yang's large hand, which had been resting on the edge of her skirt, did not retract even after Wang Dama's sudden appearance.

On the contrary, at this dangerous moment, that audacious hand actually slid through the gap in the skirt.

Zhou Tingting gasped sharply.

She held her breath tightly, afraid that if she opened her mouth, she would make even the slightest strange sound.