"You're pretty good at tennis, did you used to train?"
During the break, Guan Li placed her racket aside and pulled out two wet wipes, carefully wiping the sweat beads on her forehead.
Xia Lu reached out, twisted off a bottle of mineral water, and handed it to her.
"I was part of the tennis team in high school, but it wasn't professional. We trained ten hours a week."
"I couldn't tell," Guan Li felt she was a fragile girl when she first met her, and it was unexpected that she agreed immediately to play tennis the night before, "My husband was also on the university team, and he loves playing tennis. How about we play a doubles match someday?"
Xia Lu looked at her, her face still flushed with the healthy glow of exercise, shaking her ponytail at the back of her head, "That sounds great, but who will I team up with?"
Zhou Mingchen didn't even want to sit and talk with them at the dining table, let alone play tennis with her.
