The president called me my wife after losing his memory

Zhao Ying...

damn it!Beast!

Even though Ji Li regarded himself as a civilized person, he couldn't help but swear a few dirty words.

He couldn't remember how many times they did it yesterday, because he was exhausted and passed out at the end.It's obviously his first time!Zhao Ying pulled him so violently, wouldn't his conscience hurt?

Now when he raises his arm a little, his waist hurts like hell. Fortunately, he did the preparation work in place yesterday, and his butt didn't hurt so much, otherwise he swore he would have strangled that brat to death.

That kid's physical strength is simply too good, just like a small electric motor, which makes Ji Li start to worry about his future life, won't it be like dying every time he does it? !You won't be unable to get out of bed the next day every time you do it, right? !

This will affect normal life!

Or...he went to practice yoga?Enhance the flexibility of the waist?

When he was thinking wildly, the "little electric motor" entered the room. Seeing that Ji Li had woken up, he came to him happily, humming a song, and seemed in a good mood.

"Baby," he moved his face closer, with a bright smile on his face: "Are you... satisfied last night?"

Ji Li glanced at him. Although he didn't want to lie, he couldn't help snorting when he thought about the torture that brat had done to him last night. Instead of answering Zhao Ying's question directly, he asked instead:

"How many times did we do it last night?"

"Not too many, just four times."

...?

Listen, listen, is this still human?

What do you mean not too much?What is it called?

Are you tossing me with a sense of superiority?

Ji Li didn't want to pay attention to him, and turned his head to the side. Just such a small movement made his back hurt.

He should buy insurance for his waist.

"What's the matter, Uncle Ji?"

Zhao Ying blinked, not quite understanding what Ji Li meant:

"Could it be that I didn't satisfy you last night?"

Having said that, he felt aggrieved:

"But you fainted when you finished half of the last time yesterday, so I had no choice but to finish it hastily. Otherwise, if I work hard, I should be able to have the fifth time."

The implication is that even if Ji Li is not satisfied, it is not his problem.

Zhao Ying climbed onto the bed, came across to Ji Li and looked at his face, even the shock from his two steps on the bed caused Ji Li's back pain, Ji Li felt as if he was hopeless.

"Uncle Ji, what's wrong with you? Did I make you angry again?"

"No," Ji Li pursed her lips, showing a rare temper: "I'm fine, I'm just dying."

I'm exhausted by you!

Ji Li rolled her eyes.

"Don't lose your temper. I was very good today. I wiped your body, changed your clothes, and changed the bed sheets. You didn't notice it. I'm sad."

He didn't say anything, but Ji Li really didn't realize that he was refreshed all over his body, without any strange liquid residue. When he woke up, he was dressed neatly in his pajamas, and even the red wine-stained sheets were replaced with new ones. Sleep comfortably.

"Thank you, you are so nice."

One yard counts for one yard. When Zhao Ying is good, he will naturally praise him. Enduring the pain in his back, he raised his hand and stroked Zhao Ying's hair. Zhao Ying's small face changed from cloudy to sunny, and he smiled contentedly.

"Taking good care of your partner afterwards is a man's most basic sense of responsibility." He said solemnly.

"So baby, were you feeling well yesterday?"

Zhao Ying asked persistently, there was no way, men always cared about such things.

"Um……"

When Ji Li was thinking seriously, Zhao Ying wrote his apprehension on his face, staring at him like a student waiting for his exam results.

If you say something that denies him, he will definitely look aggrieved and deeply shocked, right?Maybe they will argue to do it again in order to prove themselves, not necessarily.

Thinking this way, Ji Li decided to tell the truth.

"Comfortable is comfortable..."

As soon as he said these words, Zhao Ying's eyes lit up immediately, and his face showed unconcealable joy:

"I knew it!"

Ji Li smiled and rubbed his head:

"Listen to what I have to say. Although it is comfortable, you have tried too hard. Now my back hurts like hell. Don't do this next time."

"Good~"

Zhao Ying nodded obediently, and made a gesture to rub Ji Li's waist, but Ji Li didn't want to move, so he stopped him with his hand.

"In the future, Uncle Ji asks me to do it several times, and I will do it as many times as I want. I will do whatever she asks me to do. I will do it whenever Uncle Ji asks me to."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Ying moved his face closer, smiled innocently and cutely, and looked at him flatteringly.

"Then don't regret it."

Ji Li sighed, it seemed that he couldn't escape the fate of being "0".

"I cooked a meal, can I bring it here for you to eat?"

Zhao Ying said with a smile, Ji Li really didn't want to move, so he nodded.

After a while, Zhao Ying came back with a bowl of black-bone chicken soup. The black-bone chicken was stewed with red dates, wolfberries, angelica, and mushrooms whose names he couldn't name, exuding an attractive aroma.

"Uncle Ji, you worked hard last night, drink some soup to make up for it."

Zhao Ying set up a bed table and put the bowl on it.

Ji Li frowned, these are all things that replenish blood and Qi:

"Should I not need blood?"

He laughed at himself:

"If it's mending, I should mend my waist."

"Fill the waist..."

Zhao Ying slapped his head, and instantly had an idea:

"Then let's eat pork kidney at night, it can make up for it."

"..."

Ji Li sighed:

"Young master, it doesn't mean that whatever is in the name will make up. The waist of a pig's kidney is not the same as the waist I want to mend."

And... pigs don't have waists either!He didn't mean to offend the pig.

After eating, Ji Li bravely brushed his teeth, washed his face, and then got back into bed, and it was the most comfortable to lie still.

Zhao Ying also got in, took the tablet, and nestled in Ji Li's arms to watch the drama.

The afternoon sun shines on people through the window, making people lazy. What is playing on the tablet is a comedy, but it is obviously not good enough to make people laugh. Instead, it makes people drowsy.

Zhao Ying has always been at a loss when it comes to film selection.

He quickly fell asleep amidst the boring conversations between the characters, tilted the tablet and landed on Ji Li.

Ji Li sighed, feeling that the movie was boring, so he pressed the pause button, turned off the ipad and put it on the bedside table.He carefully covered Zhao Ying with the quilt, looking at his innocent and peaceful sleeping face that day, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.He stroked Zhao Ying's hair with his hands, his movements were gentle and regular. Zhao Ying just wrinkled his nose lightly, and burrowed into Ji Li's arms, without being awakened.

The speed of time passing suddenly became very slow, like a faucet that was not tightened, making a "tick-tick-tick" sound.Everything in front of me seems to have become an illustration, with bright colors and warm tones.

This is just a leisurely and comfortable holiday with a touch of happiness, and it will be one of the most common among countless leisurely holidays in the future.

Ji Li was woken up by the sound of the phone, he didn't even know when he fell asleep, as soon as he opened his eyes, it was already dark.

After he opened his eyes, he subconsciously looked to the side. Zhao Ying was still by his side, sleeping soundly. His heart was at ease at once, and he fell to the ground and took root. Then he got out of bed, dragging his soreness. The old waist went to the corridor to answer the phone.

The call is from my mother.

"what happened?"

Ji Li's voice was very soft, he was afraid of waking Zhao Ying up.

Mom has never been a woman who likes to take the initiative to call and chat with her son on the phone. She must have something to do when she calls herself.

Sure enough, after exchanging a few pleasantries, Yuan Mei went straight to the point:

"Xiao Li, in fact, two days ago, Xiao Yan and I went to the grave..."

She hesitated to speak, as if she didn't know whether she should tell Ji Li or not.

"Well, I know, Mom, tell me."

Since I called myself, didn't I just decide to tell him?Ji Li sighed, feeling that sometimes his mother is quite awkward.

"It's just... your father's tomb is a bit broken, and the urns inside are exposed. I plan to find someone to repair it..."

Yuan Mei hesitated to finish speaking, she is a bit superstitious, the exposure of the urn is not a good omen for future generations, she called Ji Li today to warn him to be careful in everything these days.

"Then let's fix it." Ji Li couldn't understand his mother's hard work. He thought that her mother was worried about the money for the tomb repair: "How much does it cost? I'll call you later."

"No, no," Yuan Mei quickly refused, "Mom is rich, and she just thought you were the eldest son, so she should tell you."

She sighed and blamed herself:

"Before I went to the grave, I dreamed about your dad every day. I dreamed that he lived in a leaky house. I should have gone to see it sooner."

"Yo," Ji Li snorted, and said angrily, "Does he still have the face to dream of you?"

After finishing speaking, he felt that his words were a bit harsh, because Yuan Mei on the other end of the phone was silent for a while before saying:

"That can't be helped, after all, we are relatives. And...Xiao Li, your father is gone, so stop hating him."

"Okay, I got it." Ji Li got a headache when he mentioned this, he felt that his mother was worthy of being the heroine of a bitter drama and a model of the contemporary Virgin Mary: "I'll transfer the money to you later, and you give it to him." Make it better," Ji Li sighed:

"Just take it as my filial piety."

After a few more instructions, Ji Li hung up the phone. Without exception, his mother turned the topic back to his personal problems.

He looked at the bedroom door, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously. He doesn't need to worry about his personal problems now, it's just that it's not convenient to tell Yuan Mei.

Is my mother too busy at home every day?

Thinking this way, he started to take action. First, he transferred the money for the tomb repair to his mother, and then called Liu Ting, asking him to buy a litter of rabbits and send them to Yuan Mei.