His Wife Raised Him

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Arno goes back to the old days.

There is no Jiang Yi playing chess with him, no Jiang Yi talking with him, and no Jiang Yi playing jigsaw puzzles with him.

The first thing he did when he woke up every day was to run through the calendar and count Jiang Yi's holiday time with his fingers.

He thinks that if Chinese is his first thing, then kindergarten is his second thing, which makes him invincible.

The kindergarten in China seemed to be a monster with an open mouth. It took Jiang Yi a bite and didn't spit it out until the holiday.

When he finally waited for Jiang Yi's holiday, he complained to Jiang Yi, but Jiang Yi felt that it was not like this.

He sat on the carpet, holding the watermelon in his arms, and said seriously to Arno in front of him, "Kindergarten is a place for us to learn, not a bad place."

"We all studied in kindergarten. It's not a monster."

Arno listened to the housekeeper's translation. He squeezed his lips and didn't say anything.

After a while, he whispered, "Do you also fold planes for others in kindergarten?" Do you also give origami planes to others in kindergarten?)

Jiang Yi bit the small spoon, thought for a moment, and shook his head.

Arno breathed a sigh of relief and looked less tense.

Jiang Yi opened her eyes wide and said slowly, "We are all sending water pens."

Arno: "..."

When the housekeeper translated, he was afraid that his young master would not understand the meaning of the Chinese watercolor pen, so he specially explained in English: "It's the kind of pen that can draw different colors, usually twelve or thirty-two in a box."

"It's a relatively popular stationery. You've seen it, young master."

How could Arno not know that he secretly wrote Jiang Yi's name on the paper plane with a watercolor pen.

But there are twelve watercolor pens or even thirty-two watercolor pens in a box of watercolor pens!

Jiang Yi just folded a paper plane for him!

It is clear who is more important in Jiang Yi's heart!

Jiang Yi dug the watermelon and tilted his head, as if he didn't know why Arno's face in front of him suddenly darkened.

But he is a little used to it.

Arno's temper is a little strange.

Jiang Yi lowered his head, dug a spoonful of watermelon, and handed it to Arno. Arno, with a black face, subconsciously opened his mouth. As a result, it was stuffed with watermelon.

Jiang Yi looked at the black-faced Arno chewing the watermelon with satisfaction, and his face was not so dark.

He withdrew the spoon and thought happily that although Arno was angry, he was much more coaxed than the little wave on TV.

Arno, who was stuffed with watermelon in his mouth, couldn't hold back his breath. He ran to the desk aggressively and tore eleven sheets of paper in a row, which was bound to make Jiang Yi understand the importance of this matter.

As a result, when Jiang Yi folded the third paper plane, he rubbed his eyes with a little sleepiness. Arno grabbed the paper plane and folded it up.

When he lowered his head and folded to the eleventh paper plane, Jiang Yi was already asleep on the sofa.