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

He wasn't a glutton whatsoever, but the smell that now filled his nostrils was enough to make his mouth water and his stomach growl longing for food. He couldn't help but want to imitate Qiao Dami, who was bustling around the three stoves.


Only a smell this overpowering could provoke such an irresistible burst of appetite in him.


He knew she was a good cook, but he hadn't expected her to be this exceptional.


Earlier on his trek up the mountain with Qiao Dami, he had quietly gathered all the trivial details of Qiao Xiaomai's daily life.


He thought he had achieved some preliminary understanding of her. However, looking back now, everything he had learned only scratched the surface.


This woman, he was sure she would continue to surprise him in the future.


Chapter 138: Gourmet Food Conquers His Stomach