Yu Qingyu simply nodded, and it happened that he was also a little hungry.
Yu Xingchuan looked at the boy, "Do you have anything it can eat? I'll pay for it."
Jiang Wuren stood up, "Officer, I'll look for it."
At the same time, he pushed the computer in front of Xiao Gao, "I finished the drawing."
I saw a stick figure drawn with clear lines on the white drawing board, but a human figure was outlined with just a few strokes.
Looking at the picture, the man is in his thirties to forties. There are wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and his eyes are single eyelids. He feels a little hanging up. Just looking at it like this, he can feel the madness inside. Right now, he is a man who can’t even see his nose. The black mask I got, my figure looks a bit thin, and I can't tell otherwise.
"You guys are good at painting, did you learn it?" Xiao Gao casually boasted.
Jiang Renren was taking out a steamed bun from the kitchen, "I learned a little bit before." Then he looked at Yu Xingchuan and said with a little embarrassment, "Is this okay?"
Yu Xingchuan took the steamed buns, "Thank you."
Yu Qingyu looked at the steamed buns that had been broken into small pieces in front of him, and remained silent. He didn't really want to eat steamed buns, he wanted to eat meat.
"Eat, aren't you hungry?"
Yu Qingyu looked at Yu Xingchuan's sincere eyes, silently picked up a piece of steamed bun and bit it, love makes me happy, steamed bun makes me full, there is nothing wrong with it.
After seeing the portrait of the suspect, Xiao Gao asked Jiang Wushui about the process of the crime. Yu Xingchuan listened and took pictures to collect evidence. Ten minutes later, the two brought Jiang Wushui downstairs, and he was required to go to the police station to make a statement.
After finishing the transcript, Jiang Wuren should leave, and Yu Xingchuan gave him a pack of steamed buns, about five of them.
No one in Jiang: "..."
Yu Qingyu: "..." How could he not know when he bought the steamed buns.
Jiang Renren: "Officer, there is no need, I will give you that steamed bun."
Yu Xingchuan said with a serious face: "No, we can't take the masses one by one."
Nobody Jiang: "...Okay."
It was already after twelve o'clock in the evening when Yu Xingchuan returned home. He turned on the light at the entrance, tore off his tie, took off his shoes, and walked barefoot to the sofa to sit down.
"Squeak..." I'm going to the toilet.
Yu Qingyu poked his head out of his pocket, calling softly.
Yu Xingchuan put him on the tea table, "Are you hungry again?"
Yu Qingyu wanted to roll his eyes at him, but hamsters don't have white eyes, so he had no choice but to turn around and point his butt at him.
It's not that Pixiu only eats but doesn't pull, he only knows how to feed, doesn't he know that it also goes to the toilet
Yu Xingchuan turned him over to face him, and put the phone under his claws.
Yu Qingyu typed a few words, and Yu Xingchuan took him to the toilet belatedly, but he frowned again when he looked at the toilet. Yu Xingchuan fell into deep thought as to how he was going to use the toilet at such a young age.
"Zhizhi..." Hurry up and find something, or you can support me!
Yu Xingchuan looked around and put several layers of toilet paper on the ground and put Yu Qingyu on it, "You can solve it."
Yu Qingyu looked at Yu Xingchuan who was standing in front of him, and yelled "Zhi Zhi", can't you go out
Yu Xingchuan looked at him, then turned on the tap to wash his face.
Seeing that he had no intention of going out, Yu Qingyu began to solve his own problems. The companionship in so many worlds made him feel ashamed in Java, and it was nothing to go to the bathroom in front of him.
After Yu Qingyu finished, he removed the tissue, and Yu Xingchuan grabbed him and put him in the sink.
Yu Xingchuan
(end of this chapter)