The president called me my wife after losing his memory

"I'll fuck you! Where are you taking me?" Ji Yan cursed as soon as the door was closed.

Ji Li is a mature person, so he will not be irritated by his dirty words. He just glanced at Ji Yan and said coldly:

"My mother is also your mother, think carefully before speaking."

After finishing speaking, he threw Ji Yan into his SUV with a blank face, and helped him fasten his seat belt very lovingly, showing his brother's humanistic care for his younger brother.

With one kick of the gas pedal, he drove for half an hour before reaching the town closest to the village.

Ji Li randomly found a barber shop, parked the car towards the door, and walked in with Ji Yan.

Pressing the bear boy on the seat, he said to the barber brother:

"Dye his hair black."

Ji Yan quit, and blurted out:

"Are you an idiot? It's unnatural to dye black!"

Ji Li glanced at him and said coldly:

"No more nonsense, I'll just cut you into a haircut."

This time, Ji Yan was silent.

The lesser of two evils, even if he is only 15 years old, he understands this truth.

Black hair is stupid, but it's better than cropped hair.

He is still in school, has no money, and can't compete with the devil brother. When he grows up and earns a lot of money, he will definitely shave his annoying brother into a bald head!must!

He swore silently in his heart.

Waiting for someone to get their hair dyed is a very long process, and Ji Li was bored sitting on the sofa in the barber shop and playing with her mobile phone.

Zhao Ying's WeChat message popped up at the right time, and it turned out to be a selfie. In the photo, the eldest young master was in a gorgeous mansion, with a bright and seductive smile on his face, a pair of pretty peach blossom eyes, looking at him affectionately .

Selfie is a sentence——

"Honey, do you miss me?"

Ji Li happened to be idle and bored, so he planned to reply him in a good mood. Before he finished typing, Zhao Ying sent another message.

"I miss you so much, wife, I think you can't breathe when you think about it."

At the end, I also posted a super cute Xiaotuanzi emoji.

Ji Li deleted what he had typed just now, re-wrote the new content and sent it to him:

"It's only an afternoon, so there's no need to exaggerate."

"Wife, can you send me a photo? It can relieve my lovesickness."

Zhao Ying replied almost instantly, and every sentence was followed by a cute little expression.

"But I'm outside now, so it's really inconvenient to take pictures."

And he is not very good at taking selfies, so just treat him as an old cadre, he always thinks it is weird for a big man to pose for the camera, and he thinks that taking selfies is only for little girls.So, he decisively rejected Zhao Ying.

"Wife, where are you? Didn't you go home? Did you go out to eat with friends?"

Zhao Ying suddenly became nervous. Immediately after he finished posting this sentence, he sent an emoji of a cat squatting at the door and peeping. love me?"

Ji Li was laughed at by him. Although he didn't want to take selfies, he could take pictures of others, so he pressed the shutter on his brother who was being ruthlessly fiddled with by the barber brother without any psychological burden.

"I'm doing my hair with my brother."

He replied, then sent the photo and introduced it to Zhao Ying:

"Look, this is my brother."

Although it's just a side profile, that immature little face is handsome and clear, which proves that Ji Li's phone has good pixels.

"My brother-in-law looks similar to you." Zhao Ying sighed, except for the exaggerated clothes and eye-catching ear piercings, he could almost pretend to be Ji Li when he was a child.

"No," Ji Li retorted immediately, as if he didn't want to have too much to do with the brat in the photo:

"I'm more handsome than him," he replied.

"Of course," Zhao Ying climbed on the pole, "No one is more beautiful than my wife, and my wife is the most handsome in the world."

Ji Li laughed, even if Zhao Ying's words were exaggerated enough, he was still very useful.

"So, can the most handsome wife in the world send me a photo~" Zhao Ying replied while the iron was hot.

He knows it!

Zhao Ying's sugar-coated cannonballs definitely did nothing good!

Why doesn't he have a long memory!

Ji Yan was dragged by the barber shop brother to wash his hair twice more, dry it, and get his hair styled before it was over.The black hair that has just been dyed looks shiny under the incandescent light. Although it is a bit fake, Ji Li looks much more pleasing to the eye.

"Should we go to dinner or go home?"

He patted Ji Yan's head, which had a different texture from Zhao Ying's, and it smelled strongly of hair dye. He frowned, and withdrew his hand before Ji Yan patted it away.

"I don't want to have dinner with you!" Ji Yan snorted, his hair became darker, which dissipated a lot of the anger in him, and he became more obedient all of a sudden, and the lethality in his words became less.

"Mom will be home waiting for us to eat."

Zhao Ying sent Ji Li a few more messages begging for photos. Ji Li glanced at it and silently put the phone in his pocket, pretending that he was busy sending his younger brother home and didn't see any news from him.

On the way, Ji Yan, who was sitting in the co-pilot, kept looking at Ji Li, as if he wanted to ask him something.

"Just say what you want, don't be coy." Ji Li glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and then concentrated on driving.It was already dark at this time, and the road was not easy to walk with potholes.

"You..." Ji Yan hesitated to speak, clenched his hands into fists on his lap, and took a deep breath:

"Are you in a relationship?"

"Huh? Why do you say that?"

"Because you were sitting there just now, laughing so disgustingly at the phone screen!"

As Ji Yan said, recalling his elder brother's spring-like smile just now, he couldn't help feeling chills.

"I told you in advance," Ji Yan gave Ji Li a sideways glance, and stretched out his index finger to tap on the car window, in the same posture as their school teacher when they were giving lectures:

"You have to keep your eyes open when looking for a wife. If you find someone who dares to bully my mother, I will never forgive you!"

"Yo!" Ji Li clicked his lips, with a bit of sarcasm in his tone: "I didn't expect you to be quite lenient."

"Put your heart in your belly, your brother and I are not so blind." Ji Li said.

"Hmph!" Ji Yan glanced over and blew on his own bangs:

"It's better that way."

When they got home, Yuan Mei had already prepared a meal and was waiting for the two brothers.

Looking at the color of her younger son's hair, she felt a little blessed, and looked at her eldest son gratefully.

It's not that she never talked about the problem of her youngest son's dressing up, but she was called old-fashioned in the end. She has always been weak, so she never dared to talk about it, and endured her youngest son wearing strange clothes all day long, dressing herself like a strange person Hanging around in front of her, don't mention how embarrassing it is.

From this point of view, it is still necessary to let his brother educate this kid.

As soon as Ji Li sat down, the phone in his pocket kept ringing, and he knew it was Zhao Ying without even looking.

He had no choice but to finish his meal in a hurry, and then hurried upstairs clutching his phone.

"Your brother..." Yuan Mei looked at his hurried back, blinked, and asked her youngest son:

"Did you have a girlfriend?"

Ji Yan snorted and continued to pick up the rice:

"Who knows?"

It wasn't until he entered the room and closed the door that Ji Li took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket as if relieved from a heavy burden. Sure enough, Zhao Ying's WeChat video request filled a page, and he quickly replied:

"I was eating just now."

"Have you finished eating?"

The other party replied almost in seconds, Ji Li suspected that the young master had nothing to do all day, so he was holding a phone and texting him.

"Yeah." Ji Li's replies are always very short, and he deliberately uses every punctuation mark very accurately, and he doesn't like to use expressions very much, which always makes people chatting with him feel that he is serious and cold of.

Zhao Ying is just the opposite of him. He is very good at using the anger emoticon packs, and he is often troubled because there are too many new emoticon packs and he doesn't know which old ones to delete.

Zhao Ying never typed punctuation marks other than "!" and "?" in chatting. If a sentence was too long, he would divide it into many small sentences and send it.

Therefore, in the chat interface between him and Ji Li, Zhao Ying usually talked a lot and sent a lot of emoticons, and Ji Li only replied with a simple sentence or two.

Zhao Ying bounced the video request all of a sudden, which surprised Ji Li. He used the phone screen to brush his hair a little, and pressed the answer button.

On the other side of the video, a magnified handsome face of Zhao Ying appeared on the screen. He waved his arms towards Ji Li and called out sweetly:

"Wife~"

"En." Ji Li replied lightly, found something to fix the phone, placed it on her bedside table, and then started to tidy up the room.

Tomorrow is the Chinese New Year, he hasn't been home for so long, he needs to tidy up.

Zhao Ying was lazily lying on the bed, dressed in navy blue high-end satin home clothes, resting his chin with one hand, holding the phone at a 45-degree angle with the other hand, immersed in the beauty of himself and his wife.

"Wife, wife, I'm so good this afternoon..."

Zhao Ying began to ramble on about all the things that happened during the few hours he and Ji Li were separated, in detail, like a primary school student who was assigned homework by the teacher to write a diary, but there was nothing to write to make up the word count After Ji Li asked me countless times in my heart what you were doing, she finally became numb.

His house is usually unoccupied, and it seems that his mother also cleans it regularly, so there is really nothing to clean up.

In fact, he didn't really have to clean up, but he just felt that it would be embarrassing if he didn't do something.

However, the video call was not as boring as I thought, and I could feel happiness from listening to Zhao Ying talk about these trivial things.

So, he put down the rag in his hand, sat by the bed, put his hands on the window sill by the bed, listened carefully to Zhao Ying's enthusiastic speech, nodded occasionally, and echoed with a smile.

"Honey, are you done?" Zhao Ying asked after talking for a while, realizing that Ji Li was no longer busy.

"Well, I'm done tidying up and I'm a little tired. I want to take a hot bath now." Ji Li replied.

"Oh?" Zhao Ying's eyes lit up, and he became energetic immediately, and his peach blossom eyes narrowed:

"Honey, go take a shower quickly, and take your mobile phone into the bathroom when you take a shower."