My Husband, a Marshal: Conquering the Stars with My Culinary Arts Chapter 686 - 231 Courting Death2

Everyone: ...Aren’t we looking at you like a fool, feeling sorry for you?

Everybody looked at Mo Feng with amusent, but Mo Feng, being oblivious, didn’t see the true aning in their eyes. He even thought they were envious of him, instantly feeling delighted and cockily waved his hand: "No need to be jealous of , I’m just a bit more handso, that’s why Ke Lian has a slight preference for ."

Everyone: ...

Du Xixi: ...

Ke Lian: ...

Everyone’s veins were popping in frustration because of Mo Feng’s cluelessness, but since Du Xixi was there, no one wanted to make Mo Feng lose too much face, so they held back.

However, later at night, Du Xixi was already drowsily asleep. It seed like Ke Lian beside her got up for a while, and during this "while," screams could occasionally be heard from afar, along with the sound of hits landing on flesh. Du Xixi frowned slightly, turned over unconsciously, and then the sounds diminished as she fell into a deeper sleep.

The next day, Du Xixi got up full of energy, and at that ti, Ke Lian and the others were still asleep. Du Xixi planned to go out with 2569 to prepare breakfast for everyone.

Her short hair was slightly tousled in the morning breeze, so Du Xixi brushed it with her hand. Halfway through, she suddenly heard sobbing from a nearby bush. Having decent hearing, Du Xixi was startled and recognized the voice as Mo Feng’s.

What’s going on?

Worried that sothing might have happened to Mo Feng, Du Xixi walked over quickly. As she parted through the bushes, she saw Mo Feng curled up on the ground, holding his head and crying miserably. Du Xixi could only see his occasionally shaking body, so she squatted down and gently asked, "What’s wrong? You’re not hurt, are you?"

Last night Mo Feng was still in high spirits, even daring enough to play around recklessly. Du Xixi guessed that he was probably not crying out of hosickness; it was more likely he got hurt sohow. But when Mo Feng slowly lifted his head, revealing his bruised and snot-sared face, Du Xixi couldn’t help but let out a "Whoa" and stepped back.

"Fengzi, what happened to you!" Du Xixi exclaid, feeling that Mo Feng’s injuries were bizarre, all concentrated on his face. Moreover... Du Xixi’s expression turned a bit odd, as Mo Feng’s injuries looked like he was beaten up by soone.

Recalling the sounds of fighting she vaguely heard last night, Du Xixi suddenly squinted her eyes. Hmm, she seed to understand sothing.

Du Xixi sighed and comforted the still inconsolably crying Mo Feng: "There, there, sister-in-law will heal you!"

"Okay!"

Although Ke Lian and the others were heavy-handed, they were still brothers. Du Xixi roughly assessed that it was just so serious-looking superficial wounds, not affecting the deeper parts. And Ke Lian and the others had avoided his eyes and nose, only landing a few hard hits on his cheeks. Even if it hurt sowhere, it was mainly just so bruises.

Ke Lian and the others knew their limits.

Controlling a "smallest model" Spiritual Light Group to appear in her palm, Du Xixi glanced at it. Seeing that its color was bright and crystal clear, clearly holding very pure energy, using it on Mo Feng’s facial bruises seed like overkill. So she scaled it down again until it was the size of a fingertip.

Du Xixi smiled with satisfaction, casually pushing this small light group toward Mo Feng. Before Mo Feng could say anything, the small light group dispersed into tiny sparkles, sinking into Mo Feng’s skin. Soon, the bruises on Mo Feng’s face faded away, revealing his sowhat tanned yet handso face once more.

"Wow!" Mo Feng touched his face. Although he couldn’t see his own face at the mont, he could feel that the original slight swelling had gone down. Pressing it a few tis, he also couldn’t feel the previous pain, clearly healed by Du Xixi’s Spiritual Light Group.

Mo Feng jumped up excitedly and gratefully said to Du Xixi, who stood up as well, "Thank you, sister-in-law!"

"I’ll go make breakfast now. Do you want anything in particular?" Du Xixi smiled, seeing Mo Feng regain his energy. For so reason, perhaps because she was already the mother of three children, she looked at Mo Feng with an almost parental fondness.

"Sister-in-law is such a good cook, anything will be great!" Mo Feng’s sweet words made Du Xixi happy, and she went about making breakfast with the joy of being praised. Little did she know, just after healing Mo Feng’s face, he was about to face new injuries soon.