The president called me my wife after losing his memory

Ji Li paid a huge amount of medical fees, and bought a bottle of good wine before leaving, and finally sent that difficult guy Chen Ge away.

Goooooooo~

After working for most of the night, her stomach began to protest, and Ji Li remembered that she hadn't eaten since she came back.

He left the bedroom and dragged his tired body to clean up the mess in the kitchen. He remembered the photo Zhao Ying sent him in the afternoon. Who would have thought that the photo would become the last of those white plates left in the world. image.

After tidying up the house, Ji Li was so hungry that he was about to smoke, and he didn't even have the strength to turn on the tap to wash his hands.

In winter, the cold water from the faucet soaked his skin, and his fingertips felt tingling. Only then did he remember that he had been scratched by a tile just now, and he hadn't dealt with it. Now the blood from the wound had solidified.

He was a lot rougher on himself, he simply washed the wound, didn't bother to apply the medicine, just took a band-aid and pasted it on to complete the treatment.

The candied gourds that had been left aside had long since melted, and the sugar coating dripped down the round hawthorn balls, soaking the brown wrapping paper.

Ji Li took the candied haws out of the bag and took a bite. It didn't seem as delicious as he had imagined. The hawthorn fruit was so sour that he had a toothache, and the sugar juice dripped everywhere, making it very sticky and uncomfortable.He only ate one and put it back in the bag.At the age of 30, he got what he dreamed of in childhood, and he didn't experience the joy in it at all. Instead, a bitterness welled up from his throat.The beautiful yearning for the future in childhood is like sugar coating on the outside of the hawthorn, and finally turns into a puddle of syrup.

Zhao Ying finally passed out after making Daosheng Fried Chrysanthemum Chrysanthemum.The emerald chrysanthemum chrysanthemum was cut into sections, finely chopped garlic was evenly sprinkled on top, and red peppers were mixed in. Although it was completely cooled, it could still smell a faint fragrance.Not to mention, this young master doesn't look like a serious houseworker, but the food tastes pretty good.Of course, it cannot be ruled out that Ji Li is too hungry.

The rice in the rice cooker had already been cooked, and it automatically switched to the heat preservation mode. Ji Li took a plate casually, put the rice and vegetables together, beat it in the microwave, and ate it simply.

Ji Li was hungry when he was a child. He experienced a precarious and difficult time, so that he has a high tolerance for food and has no special requirements for taste. Basically, as long as it is cooked, he can eat it. go down.

As for why he hates carrots, it’s entirely because there was a time at home, and he only ate steamed carrots for nearly half a month, which caused him to have physical nausea when he saw carrots, and it didn’t get better until the past two years.

After he finished eating, he threw the plate into the sink to soak, cooked porridge for Zhao Ying, and then returned to the house.

Zhao Ying didn't know when he woke up, most of his face was hidden under the quilt, only a pair of bright eyes were exposed, the eyeballs were rolling around, like a baby who just came into this world, his eyes were full of tears. Confused and curious.Seeing Ji Li coming in, Zhao Ying set his gaze on him, and rolled his eyes following his movements.

"Wife." He murmured, and then sucked his nose:

"I have a runny nose and I need to wipe my nose."

He poked his whole face out from under the quilt, and sure enough, two streams of crystal clear liquid flowed out from his nostrils, which tended to flow into his mouth.Zhao Ying's chin was raised high, and he tried his best to fight against the snot. He sniffed again and urged:

"Honey, hurry up! It's going to flow into your mouth!"

Zhao Ying's left hand was better, but his right hand was wrapped like a bear's paw. It was really difficult for him to wipe his nose with such hands.

Ji Li took a tissue and wanted to help Zhao Ying wipe off the snot left outside first, but he didn't expect that Zhao Ying's snot was extremely sticky, and he pulled out sticky strings all at once.He had no choice but to take out two more tissue papers, cover Zhao Ying's nose, let him blow it well, and wipe his nose clean.

Zhao Ying, who was witnessed by his wife at such an embarrassing moment, wanted to die, and he shrank his little head back into the bed again, wanting to defend himself sullenly:

"Honey, I'm not usually this bad." He said:

"I'm just sick and I'll be fine soon. I'm so handsome when I'm not sick!"

After finishing speaking, he took the trouble to ask Ji Li again:

"Honey, do you think I'm usually handsome?"

He stared at Ji Li with a pair of eyes, the eyeballs were bright as if there were little stars in them.He desperately wants to hear an affirmative answer, he just had an embarrassment, and he needs the encouragement from his wife to heal his wounded heart:

"Aren't you handsome? Are you handsome? Wife, do you think I'm handsome?"

Ji Li knew that if he couldn't hear the answer he wanted, Zhao Ying would keep murmuring. He checked the temperature of Zhao Ying's forehead with his hand, and it wasn't as hot as before, so he felt relieved:

"Handsome, handsome, you are the most handsome, okay? Young master, get up and eat something."

"Let me just say, my wife has the best vision!"

Zhao Ying was overjoyed, the embarrassment just now became insignificant under his wife's praise, his eyes were bent into crescents, and he smiled silly at Ji Li.

Ji Li supported Zhao Ying to sit up, and when he looked up, he saw his idiot-like expression. It seemed that he was infected by that smile, and a smile appeared on his face, and the worry and self-blame just now dissipated little by little. .

He rubbed Zhao Ying's head, and said softly:

"Wait for me obediently, I'll get you porridge."

Zhao Ying nodded like pounding garlic:

"Hmm! Wife, my stomach is going to be deflated from hunger." As he spoke, he rubbed his stomach with hands wrapped like bear's paws.

The stomach was very cooperative, and it barked twice in response to the occasion.

Ji Li used the ingredients that Zhao Ying bought to cook a bowl of chicken and vegetable porridge casually. He was afraid that the porridge would not be cooked well, so he didn't turn off the fire when he returned to the house just now, and kept boiling it slowly on a low heat for more than an hour.

He entered the room with the porridge, and the air was immediately filled with the faint fragrance of rice. Zhao Ying's eyes lit up, he sniffed with his nose like a puppy, and then looked at Ji Li as if he was waiting to be fed.

Ji Li was amused by his expression, and sat on the chair next to Zhao Ying's bed with the porridge, watching Zhao Ying staring at the porridge in his hand with a wolf staring at the meat, and said softly:

"Don't worry, it's hot."

After finishing speaking, he scooped up a spoonful of porridge with a porcelain white spoon, put it near his mouth and blew it, his red lips curled up slightly, and his breath was like blue, and he waited until the porridge cooled to the right temperature before sending it to Zhao Ying's mouth .

Zhao Ying opened his mouth obediently and made a sound of "Ah". He swallowed the porridge in the spoon in one gulp. The soft glutinous rice grains mixed with the tender chicken, and the shiitake mushrooms full of chicken broth, simple and simple Zhao Ying ate delicious food with only a single ingredient.The porridge is cooked very well, and the ingredients are cooked thoroughly, and it slides down the esophagus without feeling sore in the throat.

"It's delicious, as expected it was cooked by my wife." Zhao Ying finished eating in one bite, then opened his mouth like a glutton, tilted his head slightly, and waited for his wife to feed him.

It took more than half an hour for two people to finish a bowl of porridge.

After eating, Zhao Ying felt that he was revived with full blood. He raised his arm, imitating Ji Li's way of rua's own head, and gently patted Ji Li's head with his hands that were bound like a bear's paw. shoot:

"Thank you wife~"

Ji Li's head slightly tilted to one side according to the frequency of Zhao Ying's patting. He was not avoiding Zhao Ying's hand, but gently hitting Zhao Ying's palm with his head. The two cooperated very tacitly. I don't care how much this kind of interaction looks like two mentally handicapped children.

Yes, another half hour passed like this.

It wasn't until it was time for Zhao Ying to take his medicine that the two stopped their meaningless actions and laughed at the same time.

The stars outside the window are dotted, and the night covers the whole city. The cold winter is lonely outside, but in this room, the bedside lamp emits a dim yellow light, warming the whole floor.

"Zhao Ying, it's time to take medicine."

When Ji Li said this, Zhao Ying inexplicably flashed a sentence in his mind, "Da Lang, it's time to take medicine." He instinctively shook his body, and looked at his wife timidly:

"Honey, can I not take the medicine?"

"Why?" Ji Li had already poured water for Zhao Ying, and tilted his head to look at him.

"The medicine...is bitter." The corners of Zhao Ying's mouth twitched, and he gave a wry smile. Sure enough, the sweetness just now was all fake. His wife just wanted to let him relax his vigilance and give him the medicine. After he took the medicine, he would be sick soon. Two legs up and die, right?At that time, my wife will follow his White Moonlight King Ermazi to live happily all over the world.It's that damned Wang Ermazi again!Nonsence!Why hasn't he finished yet!Zhao Ying gritted his teeth angrily.

"How can you cure a disease without suffering." Ji Li didn't know his inner drama, poured the medicine in the palm of his hand and handed it over: "Take it quickly."

Zhao Ying's complexion became even uglier, and his small face was wrinkled. After a long time, he mustered up the courage to say:

"Honey, I don't want to die yet."

???

Ji Li was stunned, and heard him say again:

"Honey, don't lie to me. Is this medicine poisonous? Will I die if I take it? Will you run away to elope with Wang Ermazi after I die?"

"Woooo~" He hugged Ji Li's waist, begging pitifully: "Honey, don't kill me, I don't want to die yet, and I don't want to give you to Wang Ermazi either. "

Baton!

Ji Li raised his hand, and mercilessly punched that fluffy head.

He is angry!So angry!

After busying himself with serving this guy all night, he actually suspected that he was going to join forces with some bullshit Wang Ermazi to harm him?Where did he draw his conclusions?What's wrong again?Now is a society ruled by law, okay?

A punch to him is light, you should give him a good meal, make him sober, and look at the world with a correct perspective!

Zhao Ying was in pain, let go of Ji Li, and used two "bear paws" to cover the place where he was beaten just now.

He raised his head to look at Ji Li, and found that his face was livid. His first reaction was that his wife was angry!He shivered unconsciously, and shouted tremblingly:

"Wife..."

"You still know that I'm your wife!" Ji Li angrily twisted Zhao Ying's ear:

"Is there no such trust between us husband and wife?! Wang Ermazi who keeps talking all day long, you don't think you have a crush on him!"

Zhao Ying quickly shook his head like a rattle to show his innocence:

"I don't! I only love my wife!"

"Then how did you come to this ridiculous conclusion?"

"It's just...a story flashed through my head when you asked me to take the medicine just now." Zhao Ying replied honestly.

"What story?" Ji Li folded his arms around his chest and raised his eyebrows.

"A love story—" Zhao Ying took a peek at Ji Li and said:

"Wu Dalang and Pan Jinlian."

"..."