"I'm not suspicious but sure, otherwise, the police wouldn't have let you out." Mu Qingyu sneered.

"You didn't give it to me?" Ye Feiyang was angry when he thought about it, this matter was clearly related to him, otherwise, how could it be so coincidental?

Not to mention that his anger has not subsided, plus it is his territory, the first time he has gone, how could such a thing happen. What's more, I seem to have only been in contact with him. This reminded Ye Feiyang of the fact that he tied himself up. He must not have believed his own words and blamed the incident on his own head.

Whether he did it himself or not, he couldn't lock himself up, a man with a belly as big as a fingernail was not a man.

"You don't have this leisure, I shut you up and let you go." Mu Qingyu really had nothing to say in the face of Ye Feiyang, whose IQ was too low.

"Do you know how to draw? Draw him and you're good to go. ”

As soon as Ye Feiyang heard this, his eyes immediately lit up, and he was excited at the thought of being able to leave this plague god immediately.

Am I so terrible?

Other women had the opportunity to ask for it, but she felt as if she had suffered.

Mu Qingyu looked at Ye Feiyang's excited expression, and felt very uncomfortable. It's a man's self-esteem, it's not that he likes her, he thought.

"Okay."

"The photo has been deleted." Ye Feiyang remembered that his beautiful photos were still in his hands.

Although he was found by him when he got up today, he didn't have time to read the K newspaper, but it is certain that there must have been no report.

If he is exposed, according to his insidious personality, he may not know how to torture himself.

It's okay, it's okay, it's kind of escaped.

Also, last time they were too careless, they were tracked, and this time they went to the provincial capital, far away from T City, and the possibility of exposure was naturally reduced.

Mu Qingyu didn't say anything, took out his mobile phone from his arms, and deleted the photo in front of Ye Feiyang.

Ye Feiyang's heart was put down.

Who can tell him what this painting is?

Ye Feiyang painted for a full hour before he finished painting and handed it to Mu Qingyu to see.

Mu Qingyu immediately petrified, who would tell him, what is this Ye Feiyang painting?

It's true, but it's so ordinary, it's so ordinary that all that's left is two eyes, a nose, and a mouth.

It's like this, okay.

Her painting is only at the level of the first grade of primary school. No, Mu Qingyu drew better than her when she first entered elementary school.

"That's what you spent an hour drawing?"

"No, about twenty minutes, the rest ......" Ye Feiyang pointed to the ground.

The paper baskets on the side of the desk are full, presumably her masterpieces.

Mu Qingyu walked over and picked it up, and it was even more miserable.

It was an absolute mistake to let her draw.

"Can I go?" Ye Feiyang saw that Mu Qingyu was in a daze. I didn't want to accompany him, I was so tossed that I was hungry.

"Nope."

"But you didn't say I drew ......" Mu Qingyu dialed the phone and stretched out his hand to stop her from continuing, "Hey, Brother Kun, I want to ask you for a favor." ”

……

Mu Qingyu seemed to be looking for someone on the phone, Ye Feiyang understood it, it was the kind of person in the police station who heard someone describe and then drew Xiao Xiang.

But the other party didn't seem to agree.

Mu Qingyu hung up the phone and smoked in front of the window, treating Ye Feiyang as air.

Ye Feiyang knew his temper, and he was afraid that he would annoy him again, so he could only slander him in his heart.

He had already greeted all the eighteen generations of his ancestors in his heart before he came over.