Zhong Yu was inexplicably frowned and looked at Qiu Qiu. Seeing him sitting firmly, he pulled up the car door and kicked the accelerator out.

After a while, my palms felt inexplicably numb, so I urged another self-driving driving.

Zhong Yu has been confessed countless times in his life, straight, roundabout, men and women, and is used to eating and drinking water.

But that was all the past. The glory has been gone for too long. I suddenly felt very uncomfortable when I heard it, and my heartbeat was a bit amazing.

He is worthy of being a little monster. He doesn't know what he is thinking all day long, and what he does is always so unrestrained.

Zhong Yu calmed down for a while and glanced at Qiu Qiu.

He sat obediently, his soft hair would never grow long, and his expression was much more humane than when he first came.

But compared to ordinary people, they still seem indifferent.

"Why do you say that?" Zhong Yu spoke with a casual attitude.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Qiu didn't say anything and just shook his head.

Zhong Yu had just cut back the car that he was driving manually and climbed up suddenly, slid out from the edge of the air rail, and then cut back and floated automatically for a while, feeling very upset.

In the past, Qiu Qiu answered questions and had almost nothing to hide from him. Now he had only one sentence in his mind - the child is getting older and his wings are hard.

The car was quiet for a moment. Fortunately, Zhong Yu knew Qiu Qiu and knew that he had no other meaning, just to express and notify him. Judging from his appearance, he didn't seem to need his response. He was finished.

But the waves cannot disappear in a moment.

Zhong Yu secretly scolded the trouble and said a few more words openly and secretly. The little monster was very tight and insisted on not saying it.

When he got home, he baked a stove of egg tarts, and the whole Bailou was wrapped in the baking aroma of eggs and milk. Qiu Qiu was naturally greedy, and Zhong Yu wanted this effect. His back blocked in front of the oven door, and he held an egg tart that had just been baked and still burnt in his hand, and he held it in the air.

"Do you say it?" he said.

Qiu Qiu neither gave up nor compromised, so he stood there and stared at his hand. After a while, he suddenly rushed to his arms and hugged him as if he was climbing a tree. He picked the egg tart and threw it into his mouth.

Even the tin foil child underneath was swallowed.

Zhong Yu's mouth twitched. Seeing that Qiu Qiu was quite proud, he subconsciously reached out to wipe the egg tart crumbs on the corner of his mouth.

"Not good things." Qiu Qiu chewed the egg tart and suddenly said, "Don't listen."

Zhong Yu was stunned.

After a while, he realized something, rubbed his index finger unconsciously, and said no, letting open the oven door.

Then he looked at Qiu Qiu happily and almost crawled in.

The kitchen in Bailou was a decoration before Qiu Qiu came.

He lives by relying on the energy fluid that penetrates the spine during regular maintenance. His metabolism is different from that of ordinary people and he does not need to eat.

The cooking skills were practiced after the operation. At that time, he was particularly unacceptable to sensory decline. He was almost panicked and wanted to retain human desires in various ways and make himself seem "normal". Later, he knew that he could not keep it, so he gradually gave up similar futility.

Thinking about it now, it’s not a loss.

Zhong Yu leaned against the table lazily and watched Qiu Qiu stand in front of the oven, eating egg tarts one by one. When he was not fighting for food, he had a strange calmness and naturalness in his meal, just like insects eating leaves, making a quiet rustling sound.

The yellowish light made the egg tart's cream yellow core more bright and tempting. Qiu Qiu paused in his hand until the last time he had eaten it.

This time he did not symbolically ask Zhong Yu whether to eat or not, but he took it all by himself.

"Come to the store tomorrow." Qiu Qiu looked at him and said seriously: "I will use Eden's simulator to make it for you to eat."

"Huh?" Zhong Yu was just distracted. Hearing this, he subconsciously met his gaze. He realized what he said a few seconds later, and said without concealing it: "Okay."

After saying that, the two looked at each other for a while, and Qiu Qiu suddenly laughed, the kind of smile that bent his eyes and mouth, which was very humane.

It almost made Zhong Yu numb for a moment.

The next morning, Zhong Yu woke up, and the impact still had a lingering charm.

A brilliant golden light leaked from the Baiyi window, which only shone at the table in front of the window. He raised his hand and saw that it was indeed very late at 10:00. He simply did not rush to go to work, went into the bathroom to take a shower, then walked into the kitchen barefoot and threw the cake embryos made yesterday into the oven to bake.

Zhong Yu's back against the wall, his hair dripped downwards, staring at the gradually expanding egg tart in a daze.

After a night of precipitation, he had to admit that Qiu Qiu learned things too quickly.

Now that I have entered school, I have come into contact with more people. I keep observing, analyzing, imitating, and learning speed has increased by another order of magnitude.

Zhong Yu was not surprised that he would know his own affairs. The little monster was very smart, sooner or later.

It was raised so quickly, worth celebrating.

He must be well educated.

After the egg tart was baked, Zhong Yu packed a box and drove to the management office. As soon as he entered the door, he threw the box to a small recorder sitting outside and said, "Take it and divide it."

"!!!" The recorder opened it and saw dozens of egg tarts neatly arranged! Then he pinched himself and whistled to confirm that he was not dreaming.

Oh my God, they only know that every day they just have to sleep and rob her dog to make hot pot. The administrator who actually brought them food!

"Which store does not have a logo?" the young recorder asked his colleague next to him in an excited voice.

The colleague was excited: "I don't know, but it smells so good, it's still hot!"

The two girls chattered a few times, and suddenly they were silent as if they remembered something. At the same time, Zhong Yu, who stepped into the glass door on the inner side, also felt something strange.

Their offices have always been free and casual. Although they don’t eat well, they run fast to grab other people’s snacks. If anyone brought in a fragrant pastry, the next second, Wen Jin and the others would rush over like pigs.

Now let alone Wen Jin, even the surprise praises of the two little girls outside were silent halfway through. Zhong Yu frowned and saw the culprit when he entered the door.

Clive sat in Wen Jin's seat on the other hand, gracefully holding a saucer, drinking while looking around to supervise the worker.

"Mr. Ke!" Zhong Yu changed his face in a second, smiled and shook hands: "Why did you come to our management office? Don't say hello to me in advance!"

Clive was suddenly pulled by him, and the teacup almost took off his hand. The hand that was pinched seemed to have entered a meat grinder, which made his face suddenly change and he almost screamed. Fortunately, Yu let go of the next second.

"...I," Clive's cold sweat came out, and he withdrew his hand in a daze: "Let's see you, I heard that the recorders in your area are very efficient."

"Where are," Zhong Yu humbled: "How can I not work hard in order to earn money? Everyone is poor!"

Clive is silent: “……………”

He is sarcastic! Doesn’t this person understand?? His skin is as thick as the earth’s crust!!!

"I think you are not poor either," Clive smirked, watching the little girl who recorded the recorder come in tremblingly, handed the egg tart box to Wen Jin, and asked them to pass it all the way, saying, "The welfare benefits are quite good, and there are refreshments to eat at work. Egg tarts are not cheap."

"No," Zhong Yu agreed: "There is eight credit points in the store, and there is not a few hundred yuan in this box!"

Clive: “…so?”

"So, this is what I did at home." Zhong Yu smiled heartily.

Clive was stunned and suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Weiyan District, it's poor," Zhong Yu sighed: "Civil servants can't afford to eat, and they don't have money to pay for welfare. I can only work harder as an administrator and make some snacks occasionally. Ask our colleagues in this circle, have you not eaten snacks for a long time? Look at this person, Wen Jin, you're so thin that you're just hungry..."

Wen Jin bit the egg tart with a bite, showing an intoxicated expression in cooperation: "Thank you, captain, this is the first time I have eaten egg tarts in my life! From today on, you are my dad, my dear dad!"

Clive: "…"

Clive even thought of what parent-child relationship he would talk about next. Before he could be recited, his head hurts like a tight curse. But today he made up his mind to stay here and watch them, so he gritted his teeth and persevered, emptying his head and silently recited the Bible.

After carrying it for a while, the egg tarts in the office were all handed over, and everyone started to eat them at him.

The freshly baked egg tart was so fragrant that people were crazy. Clive was surrounded in the middle, with empty hands, and almost couldn't recite the Bible.

Zhong Yu returned to the small compartment, summoned Wen Jin in, threw the door suddenly, frowned and said, "What's going on!?"

There is still a case trial in Mengli Township where the car wheels are still under trial.

Clive was there for a few days at the beginning and wanted to check it slowly by himself. But he had no one. After a few days, he realized that the list and people were all wrong and could never find the result, so he stopped in the hotel.

Who knew that after so many days, I suddenly changed my strategy and said I would come to the management office to "help".

There is such a person who is not convenient to discuss the case. Who knows what recording and video equipment he has with him? The Management Office is working hard to investigate the military academy blocker case, but Zhong Yu judged that it was related to the Menglixiang incident, and his work was completely stagnant today.

"It's okay." Zhong Yu said coldly: "If he likes this, stay here."

"Then what should we do?" Wen Jin was quite anxious.

Zhong Yu smiled carelessly.

...

That night, Qiu Qiu returned to the Bailou and saw seven or eight people surrounding the living room, his eyes widened.

"Sister Jinjin, Uncle Sanzhen." Qiu Qiu called out first, but was pulled by Wenjin to recognize the others. After recognizing him, he did not forget the daily welfare time because there were outsiders. He looked forward to asking Zhong Yu: "What are you eating today?"

In the white building, everyone first exclaimed in surprise and applauded teasingly. Ah Hu whistled eight times.

Since becoming an administrator, Zhong Yu's face looked ugly when he was joking for the first time.

"It's really true! The captain can cook!" Ah Hu looked at Zhong Yu's virtuous back in the kitchen, unable to describe his inner shock in words, and murmured: "I'm in love."

Everyone: "…"

Zhong Yu glanced out coldly, and Ah Hu shrank again: "Okay, I'm broken up again."
Chapter completed!