CEO's Little Cute Wife

"Designer?"

"No

"Accountant?"

"Even more wrong."

“……”

After a guess, Ouyang Jingyao looked at her helplessly and started: "it seems that I can't guess. These professions are not even cooks. I really can't guess. Tell me, what does she do "She was a writer and later took part in a TV play, which was adapted from her own novel. It's called love in rainbow island. I've heard that it's going to be on for a while.

”"Wow, the writer? I can't believe you have such a good friend. You are a writer. You know, Dodo, that's what I admire most. The feeling has always been the kind of people in the cloud, high above, completely untouchable. I didn't think that your friend is a writer. If only I could get to know her... " When Ouyang Jingyao said this, she suddenly remembered the death of Mido's good friend. She quickly stopped her words: "Duoduo, I'm sorry..."

Mido shook her head and looked at her with a faint smile: "it's OK. I think she should still be alive..."

"Still alive?" Ouyang Jingyao looks at her in surprise.

"Oh, I mean she'll always live in my heart."

Ouyang Jingyao nodded and directly changed the topic: "Duoduo, I will do these recipes first. You can go to the bedroom to have a rest. I don't think your face is very good-looking. I'll call you when lunch is ready. How about it? "

"Well, I'll take can'er to have a rest."

"Go, go." Ouyang Jingyao turns into the kitchen.

Looking at this familiar figure, the expression of Mido was stiff for a moment.

From Xiao Mengqi's entrance to the present, she has never noticed the girl's back. Now when she looks at it, she feels familiar.

After staring at her back for a long time, she took her son back to the bedroom.

Ouyang Jingyao took that piece of paper and looked at it for a while, then selected some dishes that miduo liked to eat and began to prepare them.

It is said that she has never heard of the above dishes. When she was on shadowless Island, all the dishes were made by the top chefs from all over the world. Although there are also Chinese dishes, the shapes and ingredients are not so common. She thought she couldn't do it, but somehow, after chatting with Mido for a while, she found that she had stored these dishes in her mind a long time ago. She just thought about it for a moment, but she remembered all the dishes.

She thinks it's fun while cooking. Isn't she a chef genius?

Otherwise, why did Mido just give a dish name? How could she do it all of a sudden?

She didn't read, no one taught, and even never watched the cooking program on TV, but she remembered the first step clearly.

It seems that before She seems to have cooked these dishes

When is it?

Ouyang Jingyao stares at the chicken wings in the water basin and tries to think about it. I don't know if she has been looking at it for a long time. She suddenly turns black and her head hurts.

She shook her head and her eyes returned to their original state.

Duoduo doesn't turn over the bed at all.

Can can lie on the bed, while crawling around, while running to her mother's side quietly play.

In fact, Mido was very weak during this period of time. She could not eat well and sleep soundly. She had a child who was a few months old.

But lying in bed, she didn't feel sleepy at all.

Close your eyes, you can see the appearance of Ouyang Jingyao and Xiao Mengqi.

The figure of two people in the mind constantly cross, overlap, mix

In the end, she had no idea who was who.

Mido lay in bed for more than half an hour, but he couldn't lie down.

Looking at her sleeping son, she got out of bed, went out of the bedroom, and sat down in the dining room, but her eyes were fixed on the moving figure in the kitchen.

Ouyang Jingyao accidentally looked back at her and asked with a smile, "how did you come out again? Didn't you go to rest? "

"I'm sorry to have you busy the first day."

Ouyang Jingyao replied with a smile: "you don't mind. I don't have any work to do for the time being. I just like children, and I think I'm very close to you. I think it's good to be here to take care of you and can can can. "

Mido looked at her in surprise: "do you think you're in good company with me? Do you mind if I haven't been in good shape lately "It's normal for a woman to have a transient postpartum depression after giving birth. As long as you get through this time, you'll be fine. Besides, you are not happy because you are too sorry for your good friend. By the way,

am I right? "Mido shook his head

"Little Qi, you are so kind..."

Ouyang Jingyao smiles: "I think you are also very good. You need to take care of it at this time. Besides, I like children very much, so you don't have to worry about my problems. As long as you don't dislike me, I will come every day. "

"You Do you really dislike me

"Of course not. You need to take care of it now. You can rest assured that I will come here to take care of you as long as the situation permits before you recover completely."

"Little Qi, thank you so much."

"Don't mention it. I'm glad to be here to take care of you. So you have to refuel and get better soon. "

"Well If you wait for me, won't you come again? "

"No, we were friends then. I would often come to see you and bright."

"It's very kind of you, little Qi."

"Don't always tell me thank you. I'll be embarrassed if you do this." Ouyang Jingyao deliberately threw a wink at her and made Mi duo laugh.

Even Ouyang Jingyao didn't expect that she could work more quickly than she expected.

In about an hour and a half, she put four dishes and one soup on the table.

To my surprise, she even prepared the food for her son. And the preparation was very meticulous.

Whether it's vegetable leaves or shrimp or chicken, she mashed them.

After putting the dishes on the table, Ouyang Jingyao got up and went to the bedroom.

After a while, she comes out with can can. When she wants to sit down, Mido reaches out to hold her son. Ouyang Jingyao dodges her.

"I haven't fed a child yet. You can eat first. I'll feed him." Miduo didn't insist. Sitting opposite to Ouyang, Jingyao sat down with her son in her arms, picked up the small bowl on the table and began to feed the little guy lunch.