My Husband, a Marshal: Conquering the Stars with My Culinary Arts Chapter 118 - 42: Bad News

This potato and pork rib congee is a delicacy Miao Miao had never tasted before, so at this mont, she ate most of the pot. Even though her belly was already bulging, her eyes remained fixed on the bottom of the pot, as she licked the bits of congee at the corner of her mouth with her tiny red tongue.

Seeing her adorably gluttonous appearance, Du Xixi covered her mouth and laughed softly for a while, then said amid Miao Miao’s confused gaze, "Your body hasn’t fully recovered yet. In the coming days, I’ll prepare light als like this. Once you’re fully well, I’ll make you other delicious dishes."

Miao Miao had no concept of what was light or not, but she knew that each bowl of potato and pork rib congee she had eaten was extrely delicious. Therefore, when she heard Du Xixi say that she would be eating this kind of food for the next few days, Miao Miao was very happy, and she began to look forward to those "other delicious dishes" Du Xixi ntioned.

"Co on, let’s sit on the sofa for a while." When it ca to chores like cleaning the bowls and utensils, with 2569, the robotic caretaker, around, naturally, it wasn’t Du Xixi’s job, and as for the gravely ill Miao Miao, it certainly wasn’t hers either.

Du Xixi took Miao Miao to sit on the sofa. Noticing that Miao Miao instinctively put her legs on the sofa, squatting herself into a ball, Du Xixi gently held her legs and placed them correctly on the sofa with a smile.

Miao Miao, with her two slightly moving black cat ears, didn’t quite understand why Du Xixi wouldn’t let her put her legs on the sofa. However, having tasted Du Xixi’s culinary delights, Miao Miao felt much closer to her, so she restrained the urge to put her legs back on the sofa.

Du Xixi quickly let go of Miao Miao’s legs, noticing that she still seed to want to put them on the sofa. She gently advised, "In our human etiquette, it is impolite to put your legs on the sofa in front of others."

Similar to the word "light," Miao Miao also didn’t understand the word "etiquette," but she understood "cannot."

Realizing that putting her legs up on the sofa earlier was a "cannot" action, Miao Miao’s black ears twitched and drooped, showing a slightly pitiable look.

"However..." Du Xixi patted Miao Miao’s head, resisting the urge to touch the cat ears just centiters away, "In front of , you can relax a little. If you’re willing, I can be more than just an outsider."

Miao Miao is a girl who easily invokes a feeling of pity; although she looks sowhat different from a normal human, her heart is pure, with no clear distinction between good and evil. She is like a blank slate, one that people wish to protect to prevent the world’s filthy ink from staining.

Therefore, Du Xixi hoped Miao Miao would not see her as an outsider but as soone she could sincerely depend on and trust.

Du Xixi’s words were filled with genuine goodwill. Although Miao Miao hadn’t interacted much with people, she instinctively felt that she should trust Du Xixi’s words. So, after hesitating, she followed her heart and put her long legs back on the sofa.

The small girl curled up entirely, hugging her knees, and the expression on her face was less vigilant and more relaxed. Du Xixi gently draped a blanket over her.

"Don’t catch a cold." Du Xixi smiled warmly at her, but then noticed a blanket had suddenly appeared on her as well, so she looked up and t the ch eyes of Rob.

Rob gently covered Du Xixi with the blanket, and as he noticed his young lady looking at him in surprise, he softly said, "Miss, you should also be careful not to catch cold."

Du Xixi’s heart ward with a smile, feeling that although Rob wasn’t a person with emotions, Chen Yin’s programming was excellent, compassionate and responsive, no less than a real human being.

At least in the days Rob accompanied Du Xixi, it could perfectly accomplish what Du Xixi tasked it with, and could provide its "sincere care" when Du Xixi needed it.

In comparison, 2569 appeared more chanical, but it also thoughtfully placed two cups of warm water on the coffee table, so that Du Xixi and Miao Miao could drink them whenever they needed to.

The atmosphere in the living room was beautiful and peaceful, while Ke Lian, who was far away on an Insect Clan battlefield in the Blue Star Empire, found himself in a predicant.

"Ah Lan, leave first! I’ll cover you!" Mo Feng stood behind Ke Lian, slashing through the approaching Insect Clan with his laser knife to protect Ke Lian’s back.