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

Qiao Xiaomai raised an eyebrow, lifted her hand to grasp his arm, and moved his large hand from over her mouth. She gave a cold laugh, "Tong Sanlang, if something happens to you, I won't waste a minute looking for another."


"You're right, I still have a long life to live—it doesn't make sense to be a widow because of you."


"No, not even a widow, after all, we're not married."


Tong Sanlang looked at her, with a continued smile on his handsome face, "I will do everything in my power to avoid leaving you a widow."


"Well, go ahead and choose where I can transfer the items from my space." Qiao Xiaomai's brow was tightly furrowed; she wanted to bite him again.


"Choose, but there are some things we need to clear up first."


Both of them intuitively avoided mentioning certain things when they weren't facing a crisis, so as to avoid dampening their spirits. But now it was unavoidable. He had to say it.


Chapter 338: She Becomes Anxious about Feelings