Summary
Mum ran away, dad’s crippled, and I’m about to be offered to a brothel.
Qiao Xiaomai rolled up her sleeves in anger: Should you’ve taken from me, regurgitate it.
Should you’ve seized what’s mine, return it.
All scumbags, clear off.
A sure man completed tidying up the mess, rolled up his sleeves and pulled Qiao Xiaomai into a light-weight giggle: “My woman, in case you’re this fiery and domineering at night time, your husband…”
Qiao Xiaomai raised an eyebrow, patted the spot subsequent to her: “My pricey, come heat the mattress~” Present extra