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

Compared to ordinary villagers, Tong Sanlang's room was much more refined. There was a desk in front of the window and a bookcase leaning against the wall, filled with books.


The villagers who rushed in subconsciously held their breath at these two items, the precious scent of books which was not often experienced.


However, clearly, the Sun Family wasn't concerned with the scent of books at that moment. Upon entering the room, her eyes darted around, naturally fixating on the bed and the wardrobe.


Tong Sanlang's bed was neatly made; the covers were folded, and its entirety was in plain sight.


Most people in Anping Village used chests for clothes, as did Qiao Xiaomai. However, as the grandson of the Village Chief, Tong Sanlang used a wardrobe to store his clothes.


Sun Family was about to pounce on the wardrobe when Tong Tiehu shouted, "Hold on!"


"I'll search Sanlang's wardrobe myself, to prevent you from dirtying his clothes!"


Chapter 208: Of Course Couldn't Turn Over