The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 345 - 344: Attracting Mosquitoes

Chapter 345: Chapter 344: Attracting Mosquitoes

Qu Tong opened her Light Brain, and the entire page was filled with red dots.

Cheng Yao: "Sister Tong, I can finally fight side by side with you again, I’ve been looking forward to it!"

Fei Wenxing: "Sister Tong, I’m no longer the noob I used to be; this time you’ll see my true strength."

Song Ke: "Sister Qu Tong, please carry me."

Xu An: "Little sister, we’re gathering in half an hour, why haven’t you arrived at school yet? Did something happen?"

Xu An: "I contacted Butler Chi and added His Excellency the God of War’s Light Brain; he said you’re not coming with us, just as long as you’re okay."

He Zhou: "Captain, I’d also like to be in the same group as you this time, is that okay?"

Rong Yueqing: "Sister the Prince’s Consort, I can’t be with you this time, but I will always cheer for you."

Old Man Yuan: "Girl, don’t tell me you overslept and still haven’t gotten up."

Qu Tong touched her nose, Old Man Yuan’s guess was quite accurate.

"Do you need to go to school now? I can have Xiong Lie take you in the warplane; I still have some things to take care of," Si Yuting asked.

Qu Tong indeed needed to make a trip; they had yet to discuss the team formation.

She had thought that three days on the spaceship would give them enough time to discuss it, but the plan had changed unexpectedly.

The speed of the warplane was faster than any ordinary hover car or aircraft, so Qu Tong managed to arrive at the gathering point right at the headcount.

Han Song was clearly surprised to see her. Qu Tong politely returned the smile and explained that she would have to leave again after a while. Han Song nodded in understanding.

The headcount was still going to take some time, so Qu Tong found Fei Wenxing and the others to briefly discuss the team formation.

The midterm practical assessments had both individual training and team coordination components.

The team formation required at least eight people per team, and without Rong Yueqing, they were still two people short.

Qu Tong told Fei Wenxing and the others to discuss and find two more teammates on the spaceship.

"Don’t worry, Sister Tong, I’ve got this covered," Fei Wenxing put on his shades, his signature show-off accessory, looking full of confidence.

He then posed coolly, pulling his glasses down slightly before blurting out, "Having a big backyard forest isn’t always good; it tends to attract mosquitoes in the summer."

"Fei Cui, what are you talking about?" Cheng Yao was puzzled.

Fei Wenxing pointed to an area below Qu Tong’s neck: "Look, Sister Tong has been bitten by a mosquito, must be because of the large forest area behind her manor."

The group’s eyes involuntarily shifted towards Qu Tong’s... neck.

Song Ke smirked ambiguously and looked at Fei Wenxing: "Are you sure that’s a mosquito bite?"

"Yeah, I went fishing shirtless with the old man a couple of days ago and got bitten too." Fei Wenxing then rolled up his sleeve to show everyone the faded small red dots on his arm, "It was red like Sister Tong’s, and it itched like hell."

"Hehe, exactly!" Song Ke’s mouth twitched twice.

Xu An and He Zhou exchanged glances, remaining silent.

The wheels in Cheng Yao’s head turned, and suddenly, he got it.

He clapped a hand on Fei Wenxing’s head: "Audacious! You actually dare to call His Excellency the God of War a mosquito!"

Uh...

Qu Tong felt a bit embarrassed and reached out to cover her collarbone.

"Is it obvious?" Qu Tong asked Song Ke.

Song Ke handed Qu Tong a small round mirror: "Not really, it’s just that your skin is fair, Sister Qu Tong, so the red mark appears a bit obvious."

Qu Tong looked in the mirror, and as Song Ke said, it really wasn’t very noticeable. She pondered how Fei Wenxing’s eagle eyes had spotted it.

Si Yuting was quite considerate, knowing that her body’s healing ability was weak, so he didn’t leave many marks.

Only at the height of passion, he left two shallow imprints on her collarbone.

At that time, she was in a hurry to get dressed and didn’t look carefully in the mirror, and wore a French chiffon blouse with a straight neckline.

"When did I say that His Excellency the God of War was a mosquito?"

On the other side, the clueless Fei Wenxing finally caught on: "Mosquito? Bitten by His Excellency the God of War? Could it be... Oh! Oh! Oh!"

Fei Wenxing suddenly screamed, and Cheng Yao rushed over to cover his mouth, speaking in the tone of an elder father: "Fei Cui, can you be a bit more mature? Don’t make dad worry."

"Bugger off! Who’s playing father and son with you."

Fei Wenxing slapped away Cheng Yao’s hand, rolled his eyes at him, and stopped shouting, instead, he grinned and winked at Qu Tong.

Qu Tong simply assumed Fei Wenxing’s eye was twitching and didn’t feel too embarrassed.

She hadn’t stolen or snatched anything, so what was wrong with kissing with a license?

It wasn’t as if there were conspicuous strawberry marks all over her neck.

Just then, the roll-call was completed, and the instructor arranged for the students to board the spaceship in sequence.

Qu Tong stepped back from the crowd and went back with Xiong Lie.

"Sister-in-law, do you have anything to bring? If not, let’s go straight to the Army Affiliated Residence," Xiong Lie asked Qu Tong before starting the aircraft.

"No," Qu Tong shook her head and asked casually, "Were there many people on this mission?"

"Not many, about fifty or sixty," Xiong Lie said somewhat despondently: "I can’t go, I have to proctor the military competition for the first-years."

"Those two clowns fought to come last year, Cheng Yao that schemer, even put laxatives in my cup to snatch the slot; made my tummy hurt in the middle of the match. This year, neither is coming. Sister-in-law, don’t you think they’re pretty hateful?" Xiong Lie took the opportunity to badmouth the two behind their backs.

Qu Tong was unaware of these undertakings and chuckled: "They are indeed quite hateful. Here, eat an apple to calm down."

Xiong Lie took the fragrant apple and instantly smiled naively: "Thank you, Sister-in-law."

Qu Tong was safely delivered to the Army Affiliated Residence, and Si Yuting received the news, already waiting for her at the residence’s landing site.

Qu Tong glanced at the huge battleship behind Si Yuting, walked to his side, and tilting her head, she asked, "Why aren’t we taking an aircraft?"

With fifty or sixty people, two or three large aircraft would suffice; there’s no need to ride a battleship that can hold thousands of people, which would waste Energy Stones, right?

Could it be that they were going to pick up more people along the way?

However, the response Si Yuting gave was, "The school’s spaceship won’t arrive that soon."

"For me?" Qu Tong pointed to herself, not quite believing it.

Si Yuting didn’t answer Qu Tong’s question, took her other hand, and smiled softly, "Let’s go up."

Once the battleship was steady in flight, Si Yuting gathered everyone for a brief meeting, with Qu Tong standing in the last row.

Qu Tong could feel the soldier next to her standing so straight he almost turned into a ruler. She couldn’t help but chuckle, poked his camouflage-clad arm lightly, and whispered, "Little brother, I’m going to tell you something, actually your Grand Marshal..."

Qu Tong purposely paused.

The soldier turned his head in confusion.

There was a column next to Qu Tong, and she leaned against it with a shoulder tilt, smiling at the soldier: "Actually, when your Grand Marshal speaks, you! can! breathe!"

The words "you can breathe" were deliberately spoken by Qu Tong slowly and softly, as if whispering in class to avoid being caught.

The soldier’s face changed from confusion to stupefaction, and then it flushed deeply.

Qu Tong was reveling in her mirth when she suddenly felt a compelling gaze turn her way.