Chapter 771 Love on the Tennis Court 42

This is an old alley, and the old trees planted next to it are already very old. The sun shines through the dense leaves, leaving a mottled light and shadow on the ground.

Feng Mo saw that Su Li got out of the car and put on her golf bag, walked into the light and shadow, turned her head to look at him, with a smile on her lips.

He had heard about the name of this "genius girl" before. According to the rumors, she was always cold and unsociable, and she seemed to have no friends. Therefore, she was dubbed the iceberg beauty.

However, Feng Mo feels that this iceberg beauty is not cold at all. The smile on her lips was gently surrounded by light and shadow, making her whole person soften.

"Mr. Feng?" Su Li called out in doubt.

Feng Mo came back to his senses, locked the car and walked over, "Go in."

Su Li nodded, not understanding what her Mr. Feng was thinking.

This racket handmade shop looks shabby from the outside, but you can feel its unusualness as soon as you walk in.

There are various shelves inside, and various things are placed on them.

There are everything from racket frames, shock absorbers, and tapes, and it can be said that although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs.

As soon as he saw someone coming in, a chubby five or six-year-old ran out staggeringly, like a little penguin with short wings, "Uncle! Sister!"

Seeing the little chubby pounced towards her, Su Li quickly knelt down to help her, preventing her from falling. As soon as the little fat man hugged her, he didn't let go. He happily twisted his fleshy body in her arms, "Sister, sister..."

Su Li raised her hand to touch his bald head, and asked, "Doudou, where is grandpa?"

"Grandpa is dozing off." The little chubby Doudou giggled.

Feng Mo looked at this scene, raised his eyebrows, walked over and squatted down, "Doudou, sister can't hold you."

Little Fatty took a look at Feng Mo, turned around and threw himself into his arms, "Then uncle!"

Su Li couldn't help but curled up the corners of her mouth, and teased, "Uncle Feng..."

Feng Mo hugged Xiaopangdun, then glanced at Su Li, "Huh?"

That hmm was very meaningful.

Su Li snorted lightly, "Mr. Feng, is it alright?"

Feng Mo freed up a hand to rub her head, then hugged her and walked inside, "Go in and find old man Shen to install the thread for you."

The backyard was a patio, and old man Shen was lying leisurely on the rattan couch in the middle of the patio, wearing a cotton jacket, probably snoring in a deep sleep.

Little Fatty twisted and twisted in Feng Mo's arms, "Uncle Feng, I'll call Grandpa."

Feng Mo put him down, and as soon as the little fat pier landed on the ground, he jumped onto Old Man Shen like a whirlwind, "Grandpa!! Get up quickly!!!"

Old man Shen woke up with a jerk, raised his hand and flicked the chubby little forehead, and sat up slowly while speaking, "Oh, you scared grandpa to death!"

"Hey, why did you two come together?" Old man Shen was quite surprised to see Feng Mo and Su Li standing aside.

"Master Shen, good afternoon." Su Li was always very polite, and waved her hand in greeting.

"Old man, I have work to do, get up and put some thread on." Feng Mo's words were much more blunt.

"Xiaoxiao, be good." After she finished making peace with Su Li, she turned her head and glared at Feng Mo angrily, "Threading! Why don't you go to the best threader in the world? Why are you looking for me!"

Feng Mo crossed his arms and said, "I don't play ball any more and I don't need to thread. I'm here with Xiaoxiao today."

Old man Shen looked at Su Li and then at Feng Mo, and clapped his hands, "Are you two okay?"

On the high-speed rail...