Chapter 770 Love on the Tennis Court 41

Su Li herself said it was fine, Zhao Yicheng was slightly relieved. After all, if this matter is too big, once Zhao Qingxin is found out, it may cause trouble for her.

Zhao Yicheng has always thought that Zhao Qingxin is the kind of well-behaved, sensible and hard-working person, and he has always loved her very much, so naturally he does not want her to be hurt.

Public opinion is a knife that can easily hurt people.

So when Su Li proposed nothing, Zhao Yicheng liked her even more. Even though she looked cold, she was kind-hearted, so she couldn't help but appreciate it a little more.

However, unlike her, Feng Mo doesn't think so.

He has made his mind clear, and he is an extremely defensive person, whoever touches his beloved must pay the price.

There was a hint of mischief in Feng Mo's dark gray eyes. Su Li said that he didn't care because she couldn't care. He believed that if he helped her find out the person who framed her, she would have a better impression of him.

Su Li didn't know the love between the two of them. After chatting for a while, she left with the excuse of taking a rest.

...

Not long after Su Li left, Feng Mo also left. He didn't come here from the airport just to say these few words to her.

"I'll take you to thread the racket." Feng Mo drove the car in front of Su Li, lowered the window, and said.

Seeing Feng Mo wearing sunglasses but still looking handsome, Su Li couldn't help curling the corners of her mouth. Her racket is not a brand that can be bought in the market, but is handmade by a private workshop that has been passed down for decades. Originally, when the strings were broken, she planned to go to that store to re-thread them, so she nodded.

She knew that Feng Mo had already investigated her, so she naturally knew that Xiao Su Li, who was hidden in the downtown area, put away her golf bag, and then sat in the passenger seat.

"Thank you Mr. Feng for taking me this way."

Feng Mo raised his hand to stroke her hair, she was still tied in a ponytail, so the touch didn't feel very good. But for some reason, when Feng Mo touched the ponytail, he accidentally picked up two fingers and withdrew them gently.

Su Li:? ? ?

What's wrong with her man?

Feng Mo: ...

embarrassing...

Feng Mo withdrew his hand, coughed lightly, his face was very calm, as if he had never done such childish things as pulling the little girl's hair.

It's just that the touch of the fingertips has not completely dissipated. Feng Mo's surface is calm and breezy, but in his heart he recalls the feeling of pulling the braid several times.

Well, how should I put it, he finally understands why those little boys like to pull little girls' braids. How interesting!

Su Li glanced at him quietly, rolled her eyes silently in her heart, she knew how to pretend!

If she exposes the bad taste of the tennis legend Fengmo who likes to pull little girls' braids, I don't know if it will cause a huge sensation.

It must be, but more people will definitely scoff and don't believe it at all. You must know that although Feng Mo played brutally on the field, he was a cold and humorous man when he got off the field. This kind of contradiction made his charm increase by 100%.

It is conceivable that if she exposes his eccentricity, the fans will definitely tear her alive.

Thinking about that scene, well, it seems very exciting.

The two had their own thoughts, and they didn't talk much along the way, but occasionally they stopped at a red light and pretended to look at each other casually, and then silently looked away.

Finally, after turning seven turns, the car turned into a small alley in the city center and stopped.

Standing in the subway and typing, won't you blow up the lights for me?

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