Chapter 1222: Searching for the streets

Ling Li: What are you talking about? Hua Yileng, you speak clearly, I can't understand what you want to say at all!

Hua Yi Leng: Don't understand? Then I'll show you, your filthy body, I'll make an exception.

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Ling Li: Hua Yi Leng, what are you doing?! You can't do this!

Flowers are easy to cold: why not? Anyway, you're no longer a virgin, what's the difference between having one more me?

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Ling Li became even more uncalm, she couldn't sit still. So, she started to go out alone to find Hua Yileng, went to the places they had been before, and in just three days, she traveled almost the entire city, and always paid attention to the news on the Internet, but there was still no news......

Guo Wei was also hit hard, borrowing wine to get drunk all day long, and the Lingfeng Group Hotel, which he and Ling Junyan and Yang Qingfeng had established in partnership, was also ready to open for business in the past two days, but he had no intention of taking care of it, and all the work was handed over to Ling Junyan and Yang Qingfeng. Ling Junyan is even more busy, he has been traveling a lot recently, not for his work in the law firm, but for the Lingfeng Group, he is really tired enough to do two jobs alone!

Ling Li sat on the bus, watching the endless stream of passers-by, until the bus drove to the terminal, the driver called her to get off the bus, and then wandered aimlessly on the street, like an ownerless ghost......

The streets are lined with lush greenery, and the green belt is lined with skyscrapers rising from the ground and into the sky. These buildings are staggered and stand neatly in the middle of the city. There are countless buildings of all kinds, one next to the other, which crowd the city.

Ling Li continued to walk and came to Gebula Park, feeling a cool breeze. This is the largest park in the city, with lush greenery and flowers, lush gardens and lush forests. A sea of green grass, lush green, is spectacular. She couldn't help but take a deep breath, and the scent of flowers poured into her nostrils with the breeze, smelling pleasant.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead, and then walked deeper into the park, only to see a stream of silvery-white fountains gushing out of the water pipes crisscrossing the ground, shining silver in the sunlight. The water is crystal clear, and a breeze blows, rippling from time to time.

It's already May, and the hot summer has arrived. The sun was like a big ball of fire, baking the earth hot, as if it was about to emit all the light and heat, and the whole city was like a burnt brick kiln, suffocating.

At the back entrance of the park, an old man in an old red vest and a straw hat was shouting: "Sell watermelons, sell watermelons, big and sweet watermelons." The old man's face was full of wrinkles, his hands were covered with thick calluses, there were large pieces of sweat flowing from under his straw hat, and he still had a kind smile on his face, and he did not forget to sell watermelons.

Ling Li walked over, and after shopping for so long, she was really a little thirsty: "Uncle, give me a piece of watermelon." ”

"Howler!" The old man began to boast to himself: "My watermelon is the sweetest, it doesn't cost money if it's not sweet, you can just eat it." As he spoke, he cut a piece of watermelon and handed it over.

"Thanks, how much?" Ling Li took it and took a bite, and said with a smile: "It's really sweet." ”