Yilan

Feng Xuxu, a 21st-century professor of agriculture and biology, was in secret the mastermind behind a five-star hotel. Running back and forth between the university and the hotel, it's no wonder she worked herself sick. One moment she closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she found herself in the body of a poor village girl who had just lost her mother and then her father.
Fortunately, time-travel came with a perk, the almighty space ability. After toying with some seeds, she grew thousands of acres of high-yield grains and spent her leisure time cultivating flowers. Before she knew it, she had created a landscape of thousands of acres of flowers. Munching on fruit, she ended up with thousands of acres of orchards. When she craved some greens in the wintertime, she turned around to discover greenhouses covering thousands of acres. Feng Xuxu counted on her fingers: Spring Garden, Summer Garden, Autumn Garden, Winter Garden—not one more, not one less, four in total. She nodded in satisfaction and said, “This is all one needs in life.” Meanwhile, a certain devilishly charming man approached her with a sly smile, “Little Xuxu, how do you plan to deal with me?”
Feng Xuxu was in disarray amidst the wind, realizing she had forgotten about one demon yet to be tamed.
In this story, both male and female leads are strong, with the male lead being physically and mentally pure and devoted.

Unlimited estates for rural beauty

"Don't cry, it's all my fault. If I had realized earlier that I liked you, I wouldn't have let you…" His large hand wiped away Jiaojiao's tears as he spoke in a choked voice.


"Do you really mean that? Will you be good to me for a lifetime?" She looked at the man before her through tear-filled eyes.


"Yes, I will always be good to you, for a lifetime, through thick and thin," Feng Xi said solemnly to Jiaojiao.


"Okay, I promise you," Jiaojiao replied shyly, her head bowed, too embarrassed to look at Feng Xi.


Ha ha ha, Feng Xi laughed heartily, hugging Jiaojiao and starting to spin around. After a few turns, Jiaojiao couldn't take it and yelled stop, "I can't, I'm so dizzy." She looked at Feng Xi, slowly getting her bearings back, and her small hands began to pound on Feng Xi's sturdy chest.


Feng Xi grabbed Jiaojiao's small hands, grinning widely, "Be careful, it hurts."


Chapter 102 Preparing to Build a Greenhouse (5)