Accidentally Conquered Qidian Scumbag

Qiao Jia is a little bitter gourd, and her life can be miserable or miserable. In the end, he was exhausted and read a book he had read about starting a business and building a business empire. The most important thing was that the protagonist Song Ran didn't have a golden finger yet, he was really awesome like Godzilla. At first, Little Balsam Pear secretly poked and hugged Song Ba Ba's thigh: Big thigh, big thigh! Can I be your driver in the future? I can do laundry, cook and clean shoes~ Song Ran: This guy is perfect for being his secretary. Then Qiao Xiaojia secretly poked an inch into Song Baba's thigh: thigh, thigh! Can I work as an elite employee for you in the future and earn a little money to buy a storefront and collect rent? I can do laundry, cook, wash shoes, and sell houses~ Song Ran: Baby Qiao is a bit too seductive and is suitable for me to be my male wife. Then there was Qiao Jia, who was so awesome at selling houses, Xiao Kugua, who made a huge comeback, and Xiao Qiao, who transformed into a gorgeous Mr. Qiao, and made great progress all the way to the top of his life! So, the scumbag Song who always wanted to ride on n ships and become the king of the sea was in trouble. Trilogy of Scumbag Man Chasing His Wife—— "Do you have time? Let's talk about life tonight." "Baby Qiao, I was wrong! I really know I was wrong!" "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Wife, look at me again!" Qiao Jia:………… Onlookers: Cry louder, you can't hear me! ! ! ~~~ ———————————————————— [Pre-received article] "After Ke Jiner turned into a demon, I sent myself to the crematorium": The year when the world gradually changed, first of all, a black hole opened in the sky above the Arctic Circle, and biting cold air flowed back. The problem of global warming was suddenly under control. In the same year, Xie Chao picked up a talking mirror in an increasingly eerie mountain village cemetery. Xie Chao, who was only eight years old: "Mirror, mirror, who is the most handsome man in the world?" The mirror saw the bloody Ah Piao behind Xie Chao: "Yun Qingsui." Xie Chao unzipped his pants and asked again: "Who is the most handsome man in the world?" The mirror screen went black for a moment, and he said tremblingly: "Xie, Xie Yingjun." The world continues to develop in an unpredictable direction. To the south, a fairyland appears in the sky. It is Lingxiao, which attracts countless people to kowtow and ask questions about the fairy. In the same year, Xie Chao came to a wishing well with billowing black mist in Laolin, a mountain village. According to the villagers, a wish could be fulfilled as long as he played rock-paper-scissors with the well god. Xie Chao, who won the game: "Can I wish to be your father?" Hei Buliuqiu and the Jing Shen who looked like ink had solidified: "..." Xie Chao: "Then can I make a wish that I win every time I play rock, paper, scissors with you?" Jing Shen: "..." Xie Chao: "He, tui! What kind of garbage god? This won't work, and that won't work either!" ——————————-——————- [Final article] "Those Years I Lived in the Cultivation World" Xu Zijian, who traveled to the world of cultivation with a sign-in system, faced those ferocious monsters, evil demonic monks, and hypocritical righteous monks... He could only sign in at Novice Village and do despicable things like robbing children of candied haws and throwing firecrackers at the village chief's cowshed during the New Year. Saving some money and marrying a husband is his biggest goal in life, emmm... The little real person from Qingfang Mountain looks very much to his taste, and the roots of the mountain look promising. There was a little real man with red lips and white teeth in Qingfang Mountain. During his Qi training period, he met an enemy who was both promiscuous and naughty. A Mahayana sage emerged from behind Qingfang Mountain, a super boss who was only one step away from ascending to the throne. He doted on his wife to no end. Intention: No matter how good you are as a person or what you do, you must constantly strive for self-improvement.