"Link, have I gotten fat?"
"No, your figure is just perfect."
In the Muscle Beach Gym's bathroom, Link wiped the water off his body, while in the mirror, Emma Roberts was standing with her hair down, her body wet, her petite and exquisite figure and fair and tender skin contrasting sharply with his robust and muscular physique.
"You seem to be getting stronger."
"Of course, I work out every day."
Link looked in the mirror at his abs, which stood out effortlessly, stronger and more aesthetically pleasing than many bodybuilders'.
Emma stared at him for a while, blushing as she walked up to him and slowly squatted down.
Link liked her being cute and obedient, gently ruffling her hair.
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After coming out of the changing room, Link was ready to go home, but saw O'Neal standing on the training court with a basketball, dressed in a red jersey and white sports shoes, looking like a King Kong, with Hoyle, Hopkins, Morales, and Mario by his side, Hoyle holding a video camera.
