After waking up Ye Qiao, she hurriedly walked over, took his plate, turned around and took out the medicine box, took out the corresponding pills according to the medication instructions, and poured them into the bottle cap.
"Stop taking care of me and take the medicine."
Ji Mo took some warm water and swallowed the pills. Ye Qiao looked around, pointed to a door and asked, "Is that the kitchen?"
"Yes." Ji Mo responded.
She immediately walked over and said, "Do you have millet and pumpkin at home? Can I help you make some porridge?"
It is said online that millet and pumpkin porridge nourishes the stomach.
Ji Mo chased after him with a smile, "No, no, Xiao Qiao, don't be so polite."
"What?" Ye Qiao turned around, "Are you afraid that I will ruin your kitchen?"
As he spoke, he had already taken off the apron from the shelf and wrapped it around his body.
Ji Mo couldn't stop him anymore, so he had to look through the kitchen cabinet and took out the sealed jar containing millet, "There's no pumpkin, only millet."
"It's okay, I'll go out to buy some later." Ye Qiao took the rice can and saw that he was still beside him. He immediately put the rice can down, grabbed his arm, pushed him out of the kitchen and pushed him to the sofa, "You go and wait. Just leave it to me."
Ji Mo smiled helplessly, "Then lend me your computer and USB flash drive, and I'll help you watch the video again."
Ye Qiao grabbed her bag and handed it to him. She returned to the kitchen, closed the door, called her mother on her mobile phone, covered her mouth with her hands and hid on the balcony.
"My dear mother, please help us in an emergency. How can we make millet porridge?"
Ye Qiao's family is of average wealth, but his father is a doting mother. He has been doting on his mother since he was a child. He has never really done any work in the kitchen. The apron he just put on and served the pot was just an illusion.
"Why do you think of asking this?" On the other end of the phone, Mother Ye sounded confused, "Don't you always say that modern women stay away from the kitchen..."
"Your daughter wants to pursue her boyfriend, so hurry up."
"Which Nanchen, why is this name so weird?"
"It's a male god, not Nan Shen. In short, I'm attracted to a man and want to conquer his stomach first and then conquer him. Do you want to teach me?!"
"Teach! Teach! Teach!" Mother Ye immediately became happy, "I tell you, this is very simple. Listen to my mother and tell you to wash the rice first, and then put it into the pot with water. Remember the ratio of water to rice..."
"Half a bowl of rice, how many bowls of rice?"
Pressing the phone with his head and neck, Ye Qiao turned around to get the rice can and saw Ji Mo standing at the door of the kitchen.
It's over. Won't he hear what he just said
Ye Qiao was worried for a while and instinctively wanted to explain. As soon as he raised his head, the phone slipped down and fell into the pot with a loud bang.
Putting down the pot in a panic, Ye Qiao took the phone out of the pot to see if it was broken. Fortunately, there was no water in the pot, otherwise the phone would have been scrapped.
"Ji... Director Ji!" She said with a smile, "Don't get me wrong, I just... My mother has a lot to do, so I'm just talking casually, I definitely don't... "
Ji Mo was startled and then smiled, "I just want to ask about the power-on password of your computer."
So, he and Ben didn’t hear what he said before? !
Ye Qiao wanted to slap himself twice, "Oh, the password... My birthday is 0601!"
"June 1st?" Ji Mo smiled, "This is a good birthday."
"What's so good? When I was young, my parents always celebrated Children's Day birthdays together, so we didn't receive many gifts!"
Jimo smiled, turned around and left the kitchen. Ye Qiao took a deep breath, raised his hand to caress his chest, grabbed the phone and put it to his ear.