Frog has become a sperm

[The raised one has grown into a mature one, and can still talk... 】

[NZ] 01L: ... RT

[Little cute and cute] 02L: LZ, are you dreaming in the middle of the night and still not waking up? Although the game Frog Son is very popular recently, you should play the game properly, and don't confuse reality with virtuality.

[Frog and Frog is not at home] 03L: Row upstairs, I deeply feel that the landlord is a little crazy, PS: My frog ran away from home again. [crying.jpg]

[Frog Prince] 04L: My little frog can also talk [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]

[Little cute and cute] 05L: The 4th floor is amazing, these cartoon pictures are so cute, the cute and well-behaved frog boys really make Ma Ma love them to death.

[Saving money to raise frogs] 06L: The picture is collected, just a little bit ~ just steal the picture.

[Frog Prince] 07L: [Long Picture] [Long Picture] [Long Picture] [Long Picture] [Smile] Please accept it.

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Flipping through these replies, Nan Zheng's lips tightened even more. He looked up at the fat frog that jumped up and down on his bed and croaked twice from time to time. He took a deep breath and then lowered his head to type.

Xiaolu buried her face in the soft quilt, smelled the scent that belonged to Ahma, and felt that she was surrounded by blissful happiness. When she came here before, she didn't dare to wake Ahma up. Now she can finally be with Ahma. Ah Ma spoke, very happy.

[NZ] 030L: ... What does Ah mean?

[The old mother after xx] 031L: Sir, didn't you read the comic picture posted upstairs just now? That's the pet name your son called you.

[Saving money to raise frogs] 032L: Could it be that your croak called you that in a dream? If so, the landlord, you are really in deep trouble.

Nan Zheng felt that his thoughts were really disturbed by the frog on the bed, and he actually put this kind of thing on the forum. He also knew that few people could believe such a fantasy thing, even if he believed it... how.

After deleting the post, Nan Zheng put the notebook aside, stood up from the sofa, walked to the bedside, crossed his arms, stared at the frog, and sized it up carefully.

This frog that can only talk is bigger than ordinary frogs, and its skin is green all over its body, very pure, just like... the same color as the four-leaf clover that appeared next to his pillow.

"cough……"

Feeling that she was shrouded in a shadow, Xiaolu raised her head, and when she saw that it was her, she immediately acted obediently: "Ah..."

The corner of the man's mouth twitched. After understanding what the so-called Ah Ma meant just now, he really... didn't know what to say.

"You...you are the frog I raised?" Bending slightly, Nan Zheng looked at the little frog. After the previous panic, he got the origin of it from the little thing's mouth.

It turned out that the croak from the frog game in his mobile phone ran out, heh, the world is full of wonders.

"That's right." Little Green nodded her head: "I'm Little Green, and Ah is the name you gave me."

little green.

Yes, he got it. He really didn't expect it to be today.

Nan Zheng looked at the frog son with complicated eyes, hesitated for a while, and sat down on the edge of the bed. When he sat down, the mattress sank, making the croak who was not far away unstable, and his small body fell on the ground. On the bed, Gulu rolled around.

Nan Zheng subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it.

Fat Gua Zai, the momentum of rolling was stopped by the palm.

The touch in the hands is not as sticky as imagined. The skin on the little frog is clean, smooth and delicate, and very soft, so soft that people can't help but want to touch it more.

Xiaolu was a little dizzy from being thrown, felt her stomach being rubbed, opened her eyes wide and looked at it, saw that it was Ah, spread her four paws out, and contributed her white belly, and her belly was touched (ˉ﹃ˉ).

Seeing the frog lying on his hand, with a look of enjoyment, Nan Zheng was taken aback for a moment, and then a little funny.

"Do you know why you can come out from there?" While talking, Nan Zheng took his hand back.

Guazai was a little unhappy because he didn't have to touch his belly, but he still answered Ahma's question very seriously, shaking his head: "Guagua doesn't know, Guagua wants to go to bed at night, so come here Sleep here with Ahma."

Sleep at night?

Thinking about it carefully, Nan Zheng did remember that the game interface does not distinguish between day and night, and there is no specific time for Gua Zai to come back when he goes out, but the one he raised, he looks at it every night before going to bed, and indeed every time all there.

Could it be that the raised baby has become a fine boy?

Nan Zheng turned around and took a closer look at the well-behaved sitting, looking up at him, like a little frog waiting for him to speak.

The raised eyebrows were raised, and the eyes on his face were pushed, Nanzheng asked it in a deep voice: "Which four-leaf clover was given to me by you?"

Gua Zai's big eyes, 'Buling Bulling' blinked twice, puffed out his small chest, with a look of wanting to ask for credit, but reserved: "Do you like it?"

"Quack, let me take it with you when you go out, and say that you can be safe and sound. I want to give it to Ah Ma, so that you can be safe too."

Because I want him to be safe and sound, I specially came here to give it to him.

The sharp eyes that had always been secretly guarded softened involuntarily, and with a chuckle, the man stretched out his slender fingers.

Seeing this, Xiaolu stretched out her little head consciously.

Pointing his fingertips on the soft and smooth top of Gua Zai's head, just as he was hesitating whether to touch it, Gua Zai rubbed his fingers on his own, and the man's stern expression gradually showed a hint of a smile.

After seeing the little frog dragging the big hat out from behind, Nan Zheng completely believed that it was the frog in the phone, and it was also his croak.

Humming, Xiaolu took out a few things from the hat and put them one by one in front of Ahma.

Nan Zheng saw clearly that some of these things were snacks that he found on the bedside every day when he woke up, and now the case was solved. It was this little thing that Baba brought him food every day.

"These..." Pointing to those delicious looking snacks, Nan Zheng remembered: "Aren't they for your friend Meimei?"

"It doesn't matter, Meimei can't finish it, I want to bring it to Ah Ma." Gua Zai looked at Ah Ma eagerly, and strongly recommended: "Gua Gua, I have eaten them all, and they are delicious."

Under the anticipation of those bright black eyes, Nan Zheng finally couldn't resist, twisted a piece and tasted it.

Seeing Ahma eating, Xiaolu also smacked his mouth. The former saw this action, picked up another piece, and handed it in front of it: "Eat it."

"Ah woo~" Holding the man's finger in his arms, Guai Zai took Ah Ma's hand and began to nibble on the snacks.

Nan Zheng, who wanted to shake his hand, saw that it was eating happily, so he didn't move after all.

Guazai, who had eaten enough, couldn't keep his eyelids open, opened his mouth wide and yawned, rubbed his eyes with his paws, and acted like a baby to the man in a childish voice: "Ah, Guagua wants to sleep."

Gua Zai ran up to him, grabbing the corner of his clothes with one paw, and rubbing his eyes with the other paw, only poking the softest part of the heart softly.

Nan Zheng took the mobile phone in front of Xiaolu. Since he was sleeping, should he go back? He really wanted to see it.

However, Gua Zai's sleepy eyelids kept clenching, and he didn't even look at his phone. Seeing that Ah Ma didn't say anything, he took small steps and ran to the place where it nestled every night—beside the corner of the pillow, lay down there, and closed his eyes. The upper eye snored a little.

The man sitting on the edge of the bed didn't go to bed to rest, and kept looking at Gua Zai. He had to find out with his own eyes. Although he had watched the surveillance last night and caught the uninvited guest tonight, he was still a little uncertain.

Time passed by little by little, Guazai breathed evenly, and it was deliciously cooked, and the mobile phone placed beside him was always in a black screen state.

Without any warning, a green light curtain lit up on the screen of the mobile phone, and the emitted light covered Gua Zai. The next moment, the green light disappeared, and Gua Zai, who was sleeping on the bed, also disappeared.

Witnessing such a fantasy scene at a close distance has severely refreshed Nan Zheng's three views, but now that the frog in front of him talks and greets him, he is calm now.

Click on the mobile game, in the small room, Guazai is lying on the bed and sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, his posture is not the shape set in the game, and sure enough, his Guazai has become a spirit, turned into a real Guazai and ran out.

When waking up in the morning, Nanzheng turned on the phone immediately, but Xiaolu was not in the small room.

When he exited the hut and went to the small courtyard, he found a small figure shuttling among a group of clover, it could not be his family's crocodile, pulling those clover one by one.

It turned out that it was this little thing. It said that it should be able to harvest grass a few times, but the small yard was empty, and it seemed that the grass was growing slowly. Now it seems that this little guy helped harvest it.

Look at the current amount of clover, bought a small bowl, bought a tent yesterday, turned back to the small courtyard, the clover has been harvested, and Guazi is watering.

"I bought you a bowl." Said this to the little frog in the phone, Nan Zheng stared at the screen, he was not sure if it could hear it.

Of course Xiaolu heard it, and looked up at Ahma outside, waving her paw excitedly, holding a four-leaf clover in its arms.

The Guazi inside gave a reaction, which made Nan Zheng quite novel. Downloading this game was just a whim. The Buddhist game was attractive at first, but as time went by, such a Buddhist game, gradually no longer appealed to people. Hobbies, it's really a buddhism, if you think of it, you will click it, if you can't remember it, you will leave it for ten days and eight months.

But when the little thing inside is no longer a dead thing, everything is different.

"Thank you, Ma." Guazai was very happy. In the past, Ahma seldom talked to Guagua. He fed him food last night. Today, he bought a small bowl for him and chatted with Guagua. Happy.

After the excitement, Little Green took the salute and carried it on his back. It was going to go out to inspect. Recently, the forest was not very peaceful. Meimei wrote a letter, it seemed that there were many strangers here, and it wanted to take good care of the family. Ahma can't be worried about it.

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