I refused to speak to William that night.
William didn't come to me much either, he just occasionally asked me if it hurt, and then went out.
Man, hehe.
My tears flowed even more freely.
He quickly went out now that he has recovered, and he doesn't care about me anymore.
Leave me a pitiful and helpless little frog to pity myself.
I looked at the rippling shadows in the basin and felt grateful that at least I had replaced the foot wash basin with a washbasin. At least I didn't have to spend the night in my own foot wash basin.
The bullfrog couldn't do anything, and I squatted in the basin, my legs resting on a small wooden board that William had placed for me, feeling a faint pain.
I am cold, hungry, and in pain, so aggrieved that my eyes are crying and swollen.
If I had known William was so heartless, I should have turned him into a dry pot bullfrog!
Feeling tired and tired, I couldn't help but fall asleep in a daze.
Opening my eyes again was interrupted by a loud noise.
William's excited voice rang out, "Of course, which nest do you like?"
I feel uncomfortable and don't want to talk to him.
"Ranran!"
William picked up the washbasin and brought it to the living room.
I widened my eyes in surprise.
In the living room, there are various different glass jars and pet supplies, as well as fur nests for cats and dogs. Two men are moving a huge glass jar into the room.
The glass jar was quickly filled with clean water, and large and small rockery moss were installed. Plants of water plants drifted with the water waves.
The bottom of the tank is covered with white stones and shells, and there are also small glass platforms around for habitation.
William looked at me with bright eyes, holding a pink furry nest in his hand. "Which one do you like?"
.........
I think William really wants to keep me as a pet.
He really pulled out a cat teaser stick and swung it around in front of me.
Tsk tsk tsk tsk.
I slapped the fur of the cat teaser stick and looked at him expressionlessly.
William looked at my little white r****h wrapped hind legs and smiled awkwardly.
"Let's play again when you're good."
William bought a lot of things, they were very comprehensive, and they were also very expensive.
But none of them are needed.
My feet can't go into the water, and my fur will stick all over my body. Within half an hour of entering, my whole body will start to dry.
In the end, I stayed in my basin overnight.
William was afraid that my leg would hurt in the middle of the night, so he deliberately placed me on the bedside table.
"Call me if you have anything to do."
I feel hot and a bit guilty in my heart.
When he turned into a bullfrog, I only used a basin and a little bread to fool him.
Now I have become a bullfrog, he is so meticulous.
In the pitch black, my eyes slowly adapted and could see William's outline clearly.
He was wrapped in a thin layer of sheets.
The sheet was too thin, covering his stomach and vaguely outlining the contours of his abdominal muscles.
A sturdy arm rests on the bedside table.
To be honest, I'm a bit greedy.