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

Feeling that it was about time, Qiao Xiaomai said, "Alright, stop the licking. Go check on those bricks."


At her words, Tong Sanlang quickly licked each finger again, then spat them out, the digits coated with his saliva. He stepped forward, extended his arms, and hugged Qiao Xiaomai tightly.


Without saying a word, he looked directly towards the corner.


Qiao Xiaomai was not a professional bricklayer. The once sturdy cyan bricks she had dug up now had visible traces of being removed and replaced.


He walked over, furrowed his brow, pressed each brick in turn to confirm they were steady, and then said, "Spread some dust over it. Later on claim you're sprouting beans, and bring back those old wooden boxes your father used and place them here."


He couldn't restore the ground to its former state, but he could disguise it.


"Okay." Qiao Xiaomai nodded. "By the way, is your body alright?"


" It'll be normal after a night's rest."


Chapter 379: Cleaning Up The Traces