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

When everything was over, the newlyweds both felt like well-fed cats, lazily holding each other and basking in the pleasurable ambiance of their warmed ears and temples brushing against each other.


With such moments, all minor annoyances and worries were not a problem at all.


Qiao Xiaomai put her feet on Tong Sanlang's feet, rubbing them occasionally.


Tong Sanlang felt ticklish. Thinking about the situation just now, his large hand gently patted Qiao Xiaomai's back, "I see your toenails have grown a little long, shall I trim them for you?"


"Sure." Qiao Xiaomai had no objections.


She took a pair of nail clippers from her space and handed it to Tong Sanlang.


Tong Sanlang sat up, his large hand holding her foot, gently trimming her toenails in the candlelight.


Qiao Xiaomai watched his focused and serious expression, feeling something stir in her heart.


Tong Sanlang had just been whispering sweet nothings into her ear, but to her, wasn't he equally captivating?


Chapter 575: Spatial Variation