The president called me my wife after losing his memory

"You're still laughing! You are a heartless and indifferent person!" Zhao Ying shook his arms and stamped his feet, stomping on the floor, like a child quarreling with his parents to buy him toys.Anyway, the setting he set for himself at this time is the stupid son with an IQ of only seven and a half years old after the accident in the landlord's house. He will strictly abide by this setting, and go further and further on the road of the stupid son.

"Slow down, don't disturb the neighbors downstairs."

The "ruthless and indifferent" Ji Li pulled Zhao Ying to his side, pushed him to sit on the sofa, picked up the slippers on the ground that he kicked aside just now, squatted down and put them on for him.

The shoes were indeed a bit small, Zhao Ying's toes couldn't reach into the innermost part of the shoes, they could only fit halfway in, not only that, the slippers were not long enough, and the heels simply stepped on the ground.

The more Zhao Ying looked at the slippers, the more angry he became, but his daughter-in-law had already put on the shoes for him, so would it be too unmanly for him to lose his temper again?He looked at Ji Li's hair with a wrinkled face, and wanted to poke it, but when he thought that his wife might still have that damn Wang Ermazi hidden in her heart, he became angry and wronged!In an instant, the hand that wanted to poke the hair spin stopped.

"These shoes are really not Wang Ermazi's." Zhao Ying's feet are 44, and he is wearing a size 39 pink slippers with a little white rabbit painted on them. Looking at them, Ji Li smiled, and laughed One side explained:

"My mother bought this for my future girlfriend. Don't even think about it, is Bai Yueguang Wang Ermazi a man? How can he wear size 39 pink slippers with rabbits on them? Just make do with them, and I'll see you tomorrow." Go get you a new pair."

When Zhao Ying heard that his wife wanted to buy something for him, Zhao Ying was delighted. Everything his wife said was right.He nodded, repeatedly chewing on the sweetness in Ji Li's words, no!

"Wife! Since when did you have a girlfriend? Her name is Future!"

......

It was unnecessary for him to tell Zhao Ying so much.

Ji Li stood up and walked to the bathroom without looking at Zhao Ying again.

"Wife! You can't find a girlfriend anymore! You're already married to me! Finding a girlfriend again is against morality and against the law!" Zhao Ying followed Ji Li like a tail, and followed him into the bathroom, like Hanging on his body like a koala, he muttered:

"Wife, wife, the random flowers outside are becoming more and more charming. Only your husband and I are your warm haven. They only care about whether you fly high or not, and only I care about whether you are tired after flying. Although the wild flowers are beautiful, but House flowers are more fragrant. If you don’t believe me, you can smell it?”

As he said that, he rolled up the sleeves of his sweater, exposing his fair but powerful forearm to the air, and smacked Ji Li's nose in a daze, and a pleasant fragrance came to his nostrils.

Although Ji Li didn't recognize the brand of perfume, she knew it was worth a lot when she smelled it.This kind of fragrance showed that the handsome young man in front of him who was worried about gains and losses like a fool, was a CEO worth over [-] million not long ago, but now, he has fallen into this appearance.

Ji Li laughed again, Zhao Ying like this was simply the source of his happiness.

"I don't have a girlfriend."

After Zhao Ying sniffed his arm, he quickly hugged him. If he didn't explain, he might not be able to take a shower today.

"Really?" Zhao Ying's eyes lit up, and he believed everything his wife said:

"Am I the only one between us?"

Ji Li nodded:

"Yes, only you."

Even I don't have it, you are singing a one-man show alone.

Zhao Ying was happy:

"Let me just say, my wife won't find a girlfriend."

"So, can you let me go and let me take a shower now, young master?"

"Hmm..." Zhao Ying rolled his eyes, "No way!"

"You have to promise me that you won't find a girlfriend in the future."

"I promise, I won't find a girlfriend in the future." Ji Li stretched out three fingers, pointing at the incandescent lamp in the bathroom:

"So, are you satisfied?"

"Well...you write me another letter of guarantee."

"..."

Insatiable.

When Ji Li came out of the bathroom, Zhao Ying was lying on the sofa, holding the letter of guarantee in his hand and looking at it repeatedly:

"My daughter-in-law is really good at writing."

He smiled like a mentally retarded, ah no, he is mentally retarded now.

When he saw Ji Li walking towards him, he sat up suddenly, rubbed his stomach, and looked at Ji Li pitifully:

"Honey, Ying Ying is a little hungry, and Ying Ying wants to eat supper."

Hmm... I've been busy all night, and it just so happens that Ji Li is also a little hungry:

"What do you want to eat?"

Zhao Ying thought for a while and replied:

"Honey, give me something to eat next, okay?"

!

Can this also drive?

After looking around in the refrigerator, I didn't find anything like noodles.

Ji Li breathed a sigh of relief.

His refrigerator is so empty that even mice don't bother to visit.After searching for a long time, I found two eggs and half a piece of crumpled seaweed that I didn't know when to open it from the corner.

As a senior bachelor and a workaholic, being able to find these edible things at home is simply God's care for Zhao Ying.Ji Li usually eats at the company, or takes out, and the frequency of kitchen fires is calculated on a yearly basis.

Anyway, if I am alone, I just need to fill my stomach, and I can deal with it no matter what, no matter how simple it is.

Ji Li smelled the egg, it didn't smell bad, and it was still usable, and he broke off a small piece of seaweed and chewed it in his mouth, it wasn't bad, and he could still eat it.He took the two ingredients he found from the refrigerator to the kitchen, blew the ashes off the stove, washed the spoons and bowls, and presumably made preparations.

Ji Li can't be called a superb cooker, but the food he made was edible. After a while, a pot of seaweed and egg flower soup was ready. Ji Li filled the soup and brought it to Zhao Ying.It would be more perfect if there is a little chopped green onion and coriander, but it is not a big problem. Seasonings such as chopped green onion and coriander don't have much effect on the taste of the food.

Zhao Ying stared blankly at the liquid in the soup bowl, his brows were tightly knit together, a bowl of soup exuded heat, a little egg flower and lavender algae floated on it, entangled with the oil flower.

"Hmm..." Zhao Ying didn't know if it was edible, but at least his wife made it for him, so he didn't want to hurt her, so he scooped a spoonful of soup with a white ceramic spoon. He puffed his mouth and blew half of the soup in the spoon, and then carefully sent it to his mouth.

"Well, it's really delicious. It's worthy of being cooked by my wife."

But he stopped drinking.

Ji Li also found that the eldest young master was not very interested in the soup he cooked himself, and thought he was a picky eater, so he showed the majesty of his wife:

"Zhao Ying, it's shameful to waste. Farmers work so hard to sow and harvest. How can you be worthy of their hard work if you waste food?"

"Honey, I didn't waste it," Zhao Ying blinked, his face full of innocence:

"It's just that there is only one bowl of soup, so Yingying has to leave the soup for his wife to drink."

good very good.

Ji Li almost believed his evil.

"Thank you so much for that."

"Honey, thank you for what we both said. This is what I should do as a husband." Zhao Ying blinked, and then entered the room.

Like to drink or not, I drink it myself!

Ji Li simply picked up the bowl and took a sip into his mouth. The soft egg flower mixed with the textured seaweed swept his mouth, warming his stomach. The only fly in the ointment was——

salty.

After pouring several glasses of water into his stomach, Ji Li finally recovered. Zhao Ying was sitting in the living room watching TV. "Detective Conan" was playing on the TV. While watching, Zhao Ying chanted Conan's classic line:

"Dig out a black bean with a new machine! (真実はいつもひとつ!)"

Ji Li put away the bowl, came to the living room, and ruthlessly turned off the TV without Zhao Ying's consent.

When he was suddenly interrupted, Zhao Ying instinctively felt a little unhappy, but when he saw that it was his wife, he stopped being angry and said coquettishly:

"I still want to see it! The new machine digs a piece of Mo Heidouzi!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his index finger and pointed at Ji Li, which was Conan's classic gesture of identifying a prisoner.

"The prisoner who stole my heart is you!"

Ji Li smiled, and slapped his fingers away:

"It's already one o'clock, it's time to go to bed." After speaking, Ji Li put the remote control aside.

"Obey! Mistress!" Zhao Ying saluted Ji Li, and Sa Yazi was about to run to the bedroom.

Ji Li quickly grabbed his back collar, sighed helplessly:

"Go take a shower first."

"Okay! Mistress!"

Ji Li looked at Zhao Ying's back and shook his head helplessly.

A handsome face was reflected on the black screen of the TV. This is not the point, the point is that there is a dazzling smile on that face.

Ji Li quickly rubbed her cheeks with her hands, restoring her face to a cold one.

"What are you laughing at, what's so ridiculous." He said to himself.

He is a 1, and he is called his wife by a fool, how can he still laugh?

He seems to have lost himself in the sweet "wife" after another...

After Zhao Ying took a shower, he casually put on the new pajamas that Ji Li had prepared for him, and ran out of the bathroom with his bare feet, his hair was wet, and water droplets flowed down the ends of his hair, making it wet The neckline of the pajamas.

Ji Li frowned, pointing at the wet spot on his collar to criticize him.

Zhao Ying was very good at observing words and expressions, so he spoke first:

"Honey, I need you, Yingying needs you to help wipe Yingying's hair~"

After finishing speaking, he took the towel and handed it to Ji Li, and sat obediently in front of Ji Li.

This young master is quite good at calling people. Ji Li, who had just made Zhao Ying's bed, shook his head helplessly, took out the hair dryer from the bathroom cabinet, and sat behind Zhao Ying.

The color of the water-stained hair became slightly darker, and strands of locks were quietly attached to Zhao Ying's head, like a little lion drenched in rain. Ji Li put the towel on Zhao Ying's head, her slender fingers gently Rubbing, and soon, most of the water on the hair was absorbed by the towel, at least it stopped dripping down.Ji Li took out the hair care essential oil from the cabinet again, and carefully rubbed it on Zhao Ying's soft hair. The faint fragrance of the essential oil permeated the air.Finally, he turned on the hairdryer and ran his fingers through the light yellow hair.

Zhao Ying was blown by the warm wind, feeling very comfortable, and closed his eyes in enjoyment.