Helen Blair walked into the men's locker room and saw Yas standing in front of the storage locker, just having changed his clothes.
He looked surprised to see Helen, "Helen, what are you doing here?"
Helen rushed over and hugged his waist, "Yas, I've been missing you all this time..."
"Helen..." Yas was emotionally stirred, lowering his head to kiss her lips.
Helen's body tensed up, her hands gripping his clothes tightly, but she still clenched her teeth and kissed him back.
His kiss was more than familiar to her. Yas's kiss was lingering and affectionate, technically countless times better than James Anderson's. But Helen couldn't fully immerse herself in it. Yet it didn't affect Yas's engagement; her stiffness seemed normal to him. He even thought it was her first kiss, secretly delighted. He closed his eyes, fully engrossed.