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

Bei Lingsu led the way, with Tong Sanlang, Qiao Xiaomai, and Yang Ye following behind. The four of them sprinted toward the southeast of the Duan Residence.


The Duan Residence was quite large, and Bei Lingsu moved very slowly. She walked while bowing her head, examining the conditions within the residence, barely moving faster than a walk.


If she was slow, Tong Sanlang, Qiao Xiaomai, and Yang Ye, covering their noses and mouths, were slow as well.


It took a full quarter hour before the four of them arrived at a courtyard.


Before landing, Bei Lingsu took out a handful of black powder from her pouch and sprinkled it on the ground.


As the black powder hit the ground, a horribly foul stench immediately arose, accompanied by a thin layer of mucus. Bei Lingsu raised her hand and slapped the ground.


With the appearance of the palm wind, the foul stench and mucus instantly vanished.


The stone slabs were revealed, and the four of them landed on them.


Chapter 1220: Confrontation_1