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

"I'm telling you, you can be reckless with food, but not with words. You mustn't say such things in the future, and you're definitely not allowed to say them to Miss Bei!" After his initial fright, Yang Ye urgently resumed with a serious face, admonishing Qiao Xiaomai.


"Why? Miss Bei is so wonderful, with her qualifications, she could pick any man in the world at will," Qiao Xiaomai asked.


"Then let her pick at will. If there's any problem with her marriage, leave it to me. I'll pick a husband for her from all over Daqi."


"I think you, Prince, would be excellent."


"I am excellent, but I'm not worthy of Miss Bei. It would be beneath her to marry me," Yang Ye cleared his throat, unhesitatingly putting himself down.


He was accustomed to being flattered, but Bei Lingsu was the sort that could be treated as an ancestor, and he had no desire to marry an ancestor and have to revere her.


Chapter 1140 Don't Talk Nonsense_1