"That explains it." It dawned on Ada. No wonder this little girl was agile. Aoba didn't even tell her about this. Suddenly, an idea came up to her. She said with a smile, "Have you heard the story of Prince Frog?"

Annie said, "Yes, mommy told me that if someone kisses the frog's little mouth, the frog will become a beautiful little prince."

"Then don't you want to do that?" Ada tempted her to kiss the frog.

Annie curled her lips in disdain, "That's a trick for a three-year-old kid. I'm five years old. Aunt, I won't be fooled by you."

"..." Fine, Ada admitted that She was defeated by this little brat, but she was more and more interested in this kid.

"Annie, let the frog go and wash your hands quickly." At any rate, it was a life. Olive was worried that she would kill it accidentally, so there was a slight sense of sternness in her voice.

"Mommy, can I keep it in grandpa's fish tank?" So she could observe it every day and see if it would give birth to tadpoles.

"No."

"Why?"

Ada felt that if she was asked to answer this question, she would probably say that the frog would eat the fish in the grandpa's tank or the fish would eat the frog.

But Olive didn’t answer like that. She said, “This frog lives in nature, and its home is in the lake of this community. If you keep it in grandpa's fish tank, it will lose contact with its parents and siblings. If you were it, and one day you were abducted by bad people and taken away from your mom and dad and grandparents, and you could never see them again, wouldn't you be sad?"

The little girl nodded vigorously, "Yes."

"Should we release the frog then?"

"Okay!" Although she was a little reluctant, she ran out very obediently and put the frog in the grass near the lake. She watched it jump away before running back and washing her hands.

At this moment, the doorbell rang. Kent and his little girlfriend came to eat with them on time.

Kent’s little girlfriend was called Janetta Wen, who was shy and polite. She gave Olive a bouquet of white flowers as soon as she walked in. She was a little embarrassed and said, “I don’t know what you like. I saw someone selling gardenias on the way. They were very fragrant, so I bought a bunch. I hope you like them."

are so fragrant. I usually stop and buy a bunch of these

With Kent's personality, he wouldn't

look down on this girl. It was not the gift that counted but the thought behind it. Moreover, she really liked gardenias. However, the relationship between these two people was still very delicate. Maybe a meteor shower was not enough for Kent to

probably wouldn't cherish her. Having a hard time pursuing her might be good for

Please sit for a

Kent said, "Take your time. Although we are freeloaders, we

shoulder. Janetta didn't seem to be used to this kind of intimate action. Her face

quickly returned to normal as

He was

put the flowers in it. This kind of large-leaved gardenia was fragrant and elegant. Although

expected, she liked children. Moreover, Annie had already been instructed by her to interact more with Janetta.

they met. Both of them were outgoing

her beauty was different from Olive's gentleness. It was bewitching but not frivolous. Few men would reject such a woman. That was why they were chatting happily.

her eyes dimmed a little, and a sense of discomfort welled up in her heart. This man talked sweet words in her ear last night, but he pleased other women in the blink of an eye. Maybe

out of the kitchen. Maybe, this girl didn't

but

wanted Janetta to be jealous. Although this trick was a bit old and crappy, it was

she called in the dining room.

I will live next to you

woman to take care of you like this every

my good friend?" Kent

know why, but she felt a little in awe of this legendary man, whose expression made her feel that he was imposing. But when

his wife and child vegetables, peel shrimp, and fill soup for them. He was taking care of them in every possible way with warmth in his

not your liking? You are eating very little."

Olive's voice pulled her out of her invisible state, and she responded, "No, your cooking is very

you are amazing. You are my idol."

were delicious in Olive's hands, but in her hands, they were horrible. The two men in

chopsticks, "Learn from Olive. Behave yourself and stop being

"Brother, am I so terrible in your eyes? Olive, please help me teach

him. He didn't mean it."

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