Just as Tang Yu opened the doors, light spilled into the backyard outside in a rectangular shape. She halted her steps, luminous eyes ogling at a chorus of frogs sitting still on a ring of red toadstools around a cluster of stones. They appeared to be staring off absentmindedly, but their vocal sacs were distending and shrinking non-stop. They were croaking with their mouths closed. Wait a second! All of them were males in mating heat, and calling for females? Why in a group though?! Frogs with fetish!
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