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Wendy wanted to ask what you were laughing about, but hearing the noise from Asher's end—people talking, some greeting him—she didn't rush to ask.A minute later, all the background noise suddenly disappeared.It was as if he had entered an empty room or someplace alone."You know that's not what I wanted to hear," Asher said."Wendy Wu, is your boyfriend handsome? Does he make your heart race?"In that moment, the image of the calm and composed player No. 7 in the white jersey shattered. He hadn't intended to show off in front of the Americans.But that didn't mean he didn't want to look cool for her.Such a child—who else would immediately seek their girlfriend's praise after a game?Wendy's heart overflowed with sweetness as she tightly gripped her phone. "My boyfriend, Asher Voss, is so handsome and amazing—I'm absolutely crazy about him!""Hmm," Asher said. "Did you miss me?""Of cours

On Wendy's birthday, Asher, who hadn't updated his Instagram in a long time, posted several updates throughout the day. The content showed that after winning Thursday's away game, he had specifically flown back to D State to celebrate his girlfriend's birthday, then flew back to New York early the next morning.Wednesday fly to away game, Thursday compete, Friday rush to accompany girlfriend, Saturday fly back to New York—this tight schedule like an aerialist would be unbearable for anyone, let alone a player who had just competed. Asher's undisguised preference and thoughtful efforts also dispelled the rumors about them breaking up and him finding someone new.In early November, the weather was gradually turning colder. This week, the Suns' game was a Sunday night game.After spending the entire day at the library, Wendy and Gina ordered pizza in the evening and curled up on the apartment sofa to watch Asher's game.When Asher appeared on the field

On Wednesday morning, in the Suns' locker room, many noticed that their usually quiet and somewhat aloof number one quarterback Asher was in an unusually good mood.Matthew Waterson, the wide receiver who had been drafted alongside Asher this year, had his locker next to Asher's. Seeing the smile on the man's face, Matthew slapped the back of his hand against Asher's strong chest."Asher, I see it now—you're the type who thrives under pressure!" Matthew exclaimed. "No wonder you're so calm on the field. That kind of intense pressure is just fun for you, right? That's so cool, bro!"There's a saying that Americans celebrate Thanksgiving by gathering with family, eating roast turkey, and watching football.And they—the Suns—were the key players in tomorrow's Thanksgiving game.For major holiday games like this, the opposing teams needed to be strong, popular, and ideally, have a long-standing rivalry to make it more exciting.

On the night of the Thanksgiving game, Wendy sat in the third row of the lower level stands, wearing Asher's Suns number 7 jersey.Because it was Thanksgiving, many players' family members had come to the stadium. The player introductions had ended, and it was now the players' warm-up time.The cheerleaders energetically pumped up the crowd from the field. On the big screen, the camera switched between shots—some showed players' parents, but more featured players' wives and children.Wendy didn't notice any of this. In the rest area ahead, Dina was saying something to her. The two were separated by some distance, so Dina could only exaggerate her lip movements, trying to get Wendy to read her lips."Tomorrow... night... there's... a party... are you going..."Just as Wendy deciphered what Dina was saying, someone nearby提醒ed her to look up at the camera in front. Wendy instinctively raised her head and found her face displayed on the big scree

The locker room facility had air conditioning on, so it wasn't cold. Asher changed into a black hoodie that fit snugly, outlining his muscular physique—impressively built, yet aesthetically pleasing. Wendy couldn't take her eyes off him after just one glance.Dina frowned. "Wendy said she still has two days she could—"The man crossed his arms, a smirk playing on his lips. "Her remaining two days are all mine."Wendy's gaze wandered over Asher's well-defined muscles. Yes, the next two days of her life belonged entirely to him...On such a cold day, why would she want to brave the chilly wind outside and squeeze into crowded Black Friday department stores?It was far better to curl up in bed with her boyfriend, doing something enjoyable, lying in his strong arms, held tightly by him. That sounded pretty good, actually.Wendy looked at the girl apologetically. "Sorry, Dina. Thank you for inviting me to the party, but... maybe next