Qiao Qiqi

Mum ran away, dad's crippled, and I'm about to be sold to a brothel.
Qiao Xiaomai rolled up her sleeves in anger: If you've taken from me, regurgitate it.
If you've seized what's mine, return it.
All scumbags, clear off.
A certain man finished tidying up the mess, rolled up his sleeves and pulled Qiao Xiaomai into a light laugh: "My lady, if you're this fiery and domineering at night, your husband..."
Qiao Xiaomai raised an eyebrow, patted the spot next to her: "My dear, come warm the bed~"

Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

As a village girl accustomed to tough manual labor, Qiao Xiaomai had inherited Zhuang Lühe's good looks and fair complexion. But when it came to the delicacy of her skin, it was far from the smoothness of a peeled egg.


Even her palms were covered with light calluses.


Plus, due to chronic malnutrition, despite being nearly fifteen, she was short and her development lagged behind. Without any feminine curves, she was flat as a board, and even her female cycle had yet to commence.


So, when she now suddenly saw this small pot of sheep's milk, her innate love for beauty was instantly stirred.


With no worries about food and clothing, she could now consider other things!


Thinking this, Qiao Xiaomai put the pot of sheep's milk on the stove, planning to drink it later tonight.


The rice in the pot was already steamed and ready to eat. 


Chapter 128: Who Took My Sheep Milk