After the delicious seafood soup, both he and Taylor felt warm, not just physically, but also in their stomachs. Taylor's pink cheeks became even rosier.
As darkness fell, the computer in the living room was still playing "Despacito." He held Taylor in his arms, swaying gently to the rhythm of the music.
Despacito
I want to undress you slowly with kisses
Firmo en las paredes de tu laberinto
Draw your puzzle on the wall
Y hacer de tu cuerpo todo un manuscrito
The atmosphere and environment were just right, and he followed the lyrics, kissing Taylor, ready to carry out the romance to the end.
However, after returning to the bedroom, Taylor was too nervous. Her body was stiff, her eyes tightly closed, and her hands clenched into fists, like a death row inmate about to be hanged.
Link felt speechless and could only hold Taylor, gently patting her back to help her relax. But before he could regroup, Taylor fell asleep in his arms, smelling fragrant and clinging to him like an octopus.
Link had no choice but to sleep with her in his arms.
When they woke up the next day, Taylor looked like a child who had done something wrong, walking up to him with a face full of apology and guilt, "Link, I'm sorry, I didn't know it would be like this. I didn't not want to do that with you, I was just too nervous."
Link handed her a glass of warm milk, "Were you like this with your ex-boyfriend too?"
Taylor looked at him, lowered her head slightly, and pursed her lips, "We kissed, but we didn't go that far..." Then she looked up again, nervously looking at Link, "Do you think I'm not cool? Many boys in school also pursue me, but I prefer music and I'm not interested in their topics, we can't find common ground."
Link was a little surprised. Could the 19-year-old Taylor Swift still be this innocent? He touched Taylor's hot cheeks and said, "Of course not, you're the coolest girl I've ever met, and you're still cool now."
"Really?"
Taylor looked up at him, seeming to care a lot about his thoughts.
"Of course, I'm the one who's not cool. I'm your boyfriend, but I don't understand your situation. That's my responsibility. Trust me, I'll do better next time."
"No, you're the coolest. I'll never be like that again next time."
Taylor leaned against his shoulder gratefully, hugged his arm, and gave him a good morning kiss.
Link hugged her and sat her on the counter.
The two of them ate breakfast for nearly an hour, and because they had such a good time, they didn't feel like they were wasting time.
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Thinking of Taylor at home, Link only trained for six hours at the training ground that day and was ready to go home, which surprised the sparring partners at the training ground.
"Link, you're not training anymore? You used to train for more than eight hours a day, but today you're not training after only six hours?"
Mario asked him in surprise.
"Yes, I have something else to do, you guys continue training."
Link put the towel over his shoulder and walked into the locker room.
Mario looked at his back and sighed, "The thing West least wanted to see has happened."
"What didn't Coach West want to see?" Morales asked.
Mario curled his lips, "Coach West was worried that Link would slack off after winning the championship, start eating, drinking, and having fun, his condition would decline, and then he would be defeated by the challenger in the championship challenge, lose the championship, and become an ordinary person. West predicted all of this."
"Bullshit, although Link shortened his training time, the amount of training today has not decreased, still two or three times that of others. How can this be considered slacking off? If Coach Brooks heard that Link left early today, he would definitely applaud happily."
Morales also took off his gloves and stepped off the boxing ring.
"Fallen!"
Mario waved his fists and continued to hit the sandbag.
He decided to practice secretly, striving to win a gold belt after changing careers. After winning the gold belt, maybe Link would be defeated and become an ordinary boxer, and then he could make Link and Morales his sparring partners. Hehehe.
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Link drove home and rang the doorbell twice. There was a burst of light footsteps in the house.
Click, the door opened, and a slender girl appeared at the door. She had a fleshy round face, big eyes, and was wearing a blue floral dress with a fluffy braid draped over her shoulder. She was pretty and cute.
She was obviously Selena. Before he could say hello, Selena closed the door behind her and pulled him into the hallway, pointing to the house and whispering, "How could she be your girlfriend, one of them?"
Link smiled, "How did you two get along?"
"Is she really your girlfriend?"
"Yes! What's wrong?"
Link saw her small expression was a little tangled and asked in confusion.
In Taylor's list of friends, Selena should be ranked very high. Every time Taylor encountered a black wave or online exposure, Selena was one of the first friends to stand up and publicly support her.
In Taylor's documentary "Miss Americana," Selena was also one of the few friends who appeared on camera.
Link felt that the two of them sitting together should have a pleasant chat, but Selena frowned, not as happy as he had imagined, which made him a little puzzled.
"Don't you think she's too tall? I've seen the rumors about you and Emma Watson, I thought you would prefer petite girls."
Selena frowned.
"No, I don't have strict requirements for my girlfriend's height."
Link laughed.
"Ugh, how could this happen."
Selena stomped her feet unhappily.
At noon today, she said she wanted to visit Link and called him in advance. Link asked her to come over first, saying that there was someone at home. She knew Link was at the training ground and was curious about who that person was at home.
She ran over curiously and knocked on the door. When the door opened, she saw a familiar face, the 'Link's crazy fan' she had teased at the Havana qualifiers.
Later, she saw reports about that girl in the news and learned that her name was Taylor Swift, the most popular country music singer in the music industry. She had released a country music album with global sales of over 2 million copies and reached number 19 on the Billboard 200 album chart. Several singles had also reached the top 20 on the Billboard charts, and she had even been nominated for a Grammy Award for Best New Artist this year.
Seeing this news, she realized that the other party was also in the circle.
Since she had not contacted her in real life, she did not feel embarrassed. But today, as soon as she opened the door, she saw Taylor again, and she wanted to run away.
After seeing her, the other party seemed to have forgotten what happened in the audience that day and greeted her warmly, saying that she knew she was Link's sister, had seen their reports in the newspaper, and claimed to be Link's girlfriend.
Selena couldn't believe it, how could Link's girlfriend be her? She was so tall, and after becoming relatives, she also liked to knock on her head. What should she do?
She waited for Link to come back with a little bit of luck to confirm it. Now it was confirmed that she would be the shortest one in the family in the future, often bullied by them. It was sad to think about it.
"Are you performing a mime?"
Link saw her twisting her eyebrows, her cute face constantly changing expressions, and asked with a smile.
"Humph! I don't want to talk to you anymore."
Selena rolled her eyes, stomped heavily on the floor and walked back. When she reached the door, she pulled the door handle and found that the door was closed by her. Her cheeks flushed, and she pointed at the door with her finger as if nothing had happened.
Link shook his head and opened the door with the key.
(End of this chapter)