No one answered him.
There was no sound.
Lu Yeming was holding popcorn in his hand. His deep, unfocused eyes paused for a moment, then he said in a low voice, “Qing Qing... Qing Qing, are you there? Qing Qing, if you’re here, let me know.”
There was no one.
The place where Jun Xi Qing was standing just now was already empty.
Lu Yeming slowly stretched out his large, well-defined palm and groped in the air in front of him. He wanted to feel her soft and smooth delicate muscles, to feel her sweet fragrance and breath of existence.
But he touched and touched, but he couldn’t feel anything.
“Qing Qing... Qing Qing...”
Lu Yeming’s unfocused eyes looked around. His handsome face was still calm, so no one could see anything unusual.
However, the world was dark.
He tried his best to look, but he still couldn’t see her slender figure.
She left.
“Sir,”the girl who was talking to Jun Xi Qing just now came over and whispered, “I saw your girlfriend leave just now.”
