About two kilometers away from Song Wen and his team playing basketball is the high-end villa area.

The sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of a villa in the villa area, bringing a warm layer of color to the villa. The retro furniture in the villa looks very quaint.

At this time, above a short table, an old-fashioned vinyl record player was playing the classic Cantonese song "The Fragrance of the Emperor's Flowers".

Next to the vinyl record player, an elderly couple with strong body, rosy complexion and good clothes sang loudly with the sound played by the vinyl record player.

"Female: Falling flowers are covered with moonlight, I borrow a cup to recommend it to the phoenix platform. The Emperor's daughter's flower is covered with tears, and she is willing to die back to Xie's parents. I looked secretly and looked secretly. He is covered with tears and tears, and he is secretly sad. I am half panicked, afraid that the prince-consort will cherish the phoenix and phoenix, and is unwilling to die for love and accompany me in the spring soil.

Man: I hope to be buried together, and the couple of mandarin ducks snuggled together. A new house was set up on the spring platform, and a Pingyangmen Lane was found in the underworld.

Female: Alas, those who cherish flowers are willing to be buried with them, and it is difficult for them to drink arsenic for their son-in-law at night.

Male: The country is sad and tragic, and the former emperor is grateful to him for his kindness. He and his wife both ask the emperor's peace.

Female: Oh, I hope that the flowers can be harmonious with each other, who would like to see the flowers can be blood-flowing? I misunderstood you and bury them together, so I should bow to the flowers can be deeply worshipped, and then join the tomb to make a new house, and wait for the songs and praises of the prince-consort on the spirit card.

Male: Use willow shade as a hibiscus tent, bright

The old couple entertained themselves, compared to gestures, and sometimes happy and sometimes sad with the expressions of the music, and fell into it without realizing it. Just as the two of them held hands and snuggled up to each other, and looked passionate, when they looked like they were passionate, suddenly, a ball flew in the distance, and with a "bang", the floor-to-ceiling glass window on the edge fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and came to the two of them.

The old man was stunned when he looked at the ball rolling to his feet. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass window and looked out, thinking what he was doing, where did the ball come from? It couldn't have flown from the stadium, right? When he thought of this possibility, the old man was furious and walked to the sofa and picked up the phone and started to call.

If you are interrupted when you are passionate, you will be upset if you are a man.

After a moment, the manager of the property management department of Xiaoyaoyou's high-end villa hurried in.

Before he could stand firm, the old man started cursing at him. The slightly obese manager was cursed for no reason.

In fact, the old man didn't know what he was scolding. After scolding for a while, he felt dry mouth, so he took a glass of water and drank it, and then continued: "When I bought a villa, I asked you if the ball on the court would hit here. You said no, okay, I'll listen to you. Look, what's the situation now? The ball hits my house. Also, when I bought a house, didn't you say that this was tempered glass? What's the thing? The tempered glass can't block a small white ball?"

The fat manager was sweating profusely by the old man and almost died of shame. When he heard the old man's words, he didn't know what to say? Who said that tempered glass could block the small white ball, but the ball flew from the other side of the court to this side, which was too irritating. Thinking of it, the fat manager stuck his head out of the window full of broken glass and looked out, but he didn't know what was going on. However, out of professionalism, he still said to the old man: "Mr. Chen, please rest assured. I will ask someone to come over to clean up these glass fragments and ask someone to install the glass. At that time, we will ask the person who hit the ball to compensate you for the losses."

"Do I still need that little money?" the old man said angrily.

"Yes, yes." The fat manager was ashamed and realized that he was saying the wrong thing. How many people care about money if they could come here to buy a villa?

"Where is the one who hit the ball? Take me over and see, I want to see who is so strong that he can hit the ball here. It's so amazing."

"This" fat manager hesitated. The people who came here to play were their customers. It was not something that a manager could bear if he leaked customer information without authorization or caused disputes between customers and owners.

The old man seemed to know what he thought and said to him kindly: "Don't worry, I won't make it difficult for you to do."

After hearing the old man's words, he remembered his temper again. In the end, the fat manager agreed to his request and took him to the stadium. The old man's wife shouted to the old man behind them, "Don't argue with others." It seemed that she also knew that her old man had a bad temper.

"I understand." The old man waved his hand and left in an electric car with the fat manager.

The fat manager was very familiar with this side. He looked at the distance between the villa and the court, and knew about the location where the ball was coming, so he drove over. The car was walking on the sidewalk next to the golf course. After driving for a while, a white shadow suddenly passed by. With a "bang", a small white ball hit the electric car fiercely. A hole suddenly appeared in front of the car, and then a small white ball bounced out of the hole and jumped to the ground.

The fat manager and the old man looked at each other and couldn't help but take a breath.

Why did the old man feel that it was more dangerous to come to the stadium than when he was young? The fat manager felt it was too dangerous, so he quickly took out two safety helmets from the back car, put them on one by one with the old man before continuing to drive forward. After a while, the car came to the lane below Song Wen and the others. As soon as the fat manager stopped the car, the old man strode over.

"Sir, if you hit a wrong ball, you have to look at the hole. Don't use that force, don't twist your butt, and turn naturally and don't be too stiff, otherwise you won't be able to grasp the direction of the ball." The little boy saw Song Wen hit a wrong ball and said from the side. Why does Song Wen feel that this little girl is more naughty than him?

Seeing that Song Wen didn't seem to listen to him, the little ball boy turned to Huang Xi and said, "Sister Xi, you should teach him! Otherwise, he might not be able to hit the ball into the hole until night."

"Okay!" Huang Xi said with a smile, then walked to Song Wen and taught him how to stand, hold the pole, and swing it.

Although Song Wen felt that he was ahead of the international level of playing golf and did not need to be taught at all, he enjoyed having a beautiful woman beside him and whispered intimate explanations.

Huang Xi held him from behind and grabbed his hand to teach him how to play ball. A pair of surging waves were pressing against the back, soft, scattered, and a fragrance drifted into his nose, making Song Wen distracted. He rubbed his body against her surging waves, which made Huang Xi blush and pinched his waist in anger, causing Song Wen to grin.

Although the little ball caddy is young, she should have understood it early at this age, and even if she shouldn't have understood it, she would have learned something. Seeing Song Wen's dirty look, she couldn't help but spat and cursed in her heart: Pervert. Then she turned her head and pretended that she couldn't see the two of them flirting.

At this time, the old man and the fat manager came over.

When the old man saw Huang Xi, he was shocked and shouted: "Huang Xi, why is it you?"
Chapter completed!