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

It was the second evening when Yang Ye in the Capital City received these one hundred catties of sweet potato sticks.


The packaging from Qiao Xiaomai was as usual - simple. They were just ordinary hemp sacks, thoroughly wrapped inside and out, additionally enveloped in a layer of kraft paper on the outside.


There wasn't anything lacking in terms of hygiene, but the appearance was too ugly.


"I must bring up this problem the next time I write to her," Yang Ye muttered softly, picking up a pair of scissors to open the two hemp sacks himself.


The brownish-grey sweet potato sticks coated in white sugar frosting were revealed.


Thanks to the message passed on by guard Xiaoyang, he wasn't surprised by this colour.


But despite not being surprised, this colour really was ugly...


Chapter 676: Going to the Palace to Find Yang Wenxiao