My wife is a witch princess

Chapter 98: Another bedtime lull?

It's just a scarf.

Song Che was puzzled as to why Xia Li was reacting so strongly. If she didn't want it, she shouldn't have hit him, and so hard that his head was still hurting.

She hits people when she's angry, and never reflects on her actions or repents.

From Hite's Magic Castle to Nan Hui's hometown, and even on their first meeting in Nan Hui, she was already thinking of teaching him a lesson.

Fortunately, she had lost her magic and was almost fooled.

However, after Xia Li finished knocking, she obediently stayed by his side. Her expression was more blank than cold. It wasn't that Xia Li deliberately made herself look blank; she just wanted her face to look gentler, but she couldn't control it, and the final effect was a blank and expressionless face.

"Xia Li, if we don't go there, there's nothing here. There's just a hotel and a convenience store... or maybe adult products over there... If we play with those, you'll definitely get angry again."

"Adult products?"

"Yeah, it's for couples to do... you know, it's for doing things that are even more intimate than kissing."

Xia Li understood immediately after Song Che said that. She knew some of these things, but only some, because she spent most of her time doing junior high school math problems. She had only read up to the thirtieth page of that unorthodox little book, which was only one or two pages more than that.

The more she read, the less she wanted to continue. Xia Li felt that this book was the forbidden magic book. Forbidden magic books become more and more difficult as you turn the pages, but this book made her want to keep reading.

Fortunately, as a witch princess, she has strong self-control.

They won't lose their manners because of curiosity.

It's really just about saving face.

Song Che once said that she was concerned about her image.

Xia Li completely disagreed with this statement.

This isn't about saving face; it's about good manners and propriety.

A cultured person does not argue with others.

A person with good manners is a person with good manners, and a person of integrity is a person of integrity.

……

This is considered part of Taixi's urban area. It's midday, and the place is bustling with people. But Xia Li tugged at Song Che's clothes to stop him from wandering off. She said, "I want to buy a bottle of water."

Song Che glanced at the half-finished bottle of mineral water in her hand and said, "Want a drink?"

"Okay, I'll have a drink."

"Okay." Song Che didn't mind. He went back and bought a bottle of juice, handing it to Xia Li. "This one is flat, so you won't choke when you drink it."

Song Che remembered the time she drank soda at the grilled fish restaurant and her pouting lips were so funny. He decided to give her some more next time and see if she would still pout.

Xia Li suddenly spoke up, "Song Che, I want to go back now. I'll come out again tomorrow."

"Aren't we going to play in Taixi today?" Song Che didn't understand what Xia Li was thinking; she just acted on a whim.

You're the one who wants to come out and have fun, and you're also the one who doesn't want to. You've said everything, so what else can I say?

"Then go back and rest." What else could Song Che say?

Xia Li is really strange.

Song Che sensed it, but he couldn't figure it out.

But if it's Xia Li, it's quite normal, since she's always been rather strange.

Xia Li and Song Che went back together this time. The receptionist was sleeping there, and no one paid any attention to them.

After returning home, Song Che couldn't sleep either. He had gotten up late this time, so there was no need for a nap. He lay half-reclined on the bed, watching what Xia Li wanted to do.

She was sitting upright on the bed.

The main problem is that she's too upright. If she were sitting more languidly, with her hands resting on the edge of the bed and a smile, Song Che would definitely be captivated. But as she is now, Song Che can only say that she still needs to practice. Unless she suddenly gets very close to him, he won't feel shy.

"Song Che, I have a few thoughts I'd like to discuss with you."

"Hmm, tell me about it." Song Che happened to have nothing else to do.

"I think that this world is capable of producing and using magic. For example, the woman Tao Yao mentioned, we can talk to her. If we know the source of her magic, both of us can regain our magic power."

"I've thought about this problem, but Tao Yao said she can't speak and communicates by writing, and she can only write five words: [bless the gold coins]. Most importantly, we don't know where she is." Song Che thought for a moment, "Talking to her is not as good as seeing Tao Yao's illusion magic. Besides, even if there is magic, we can't possibly return to our peak. Your Highness is already quite skilled at conjuring a small fireball with your hands."

"So you've thought about it."

"Yes, I've thought about it. If Your Highness regains your magic power, that would be a good thing. Then Your Highness would have nothing to fear."

Song Che thought that after Xia Li regained her magic power, humans would not be able to pose a threat to her. If she revealed that she was very good at surviving, she would not be unable to protect herself.

It has to be said that while humans are good, they are also quite wicked. Knowing that Xia Li can live for a long time, they will definitely conduct dissection experiments or something. Song Che felt that Xia Li's secret must not be exposed, as the mere fact that she "lives for a long time" is enough to throw the world into chaos.

"Song Che, there's one more thing," Xia Li said seriously. "Those gold coins should be alchemical items, which are magical items. If we can analyze their core, we can also find their magic power."

"It does look like a magical item." Song Che hugged a pillow. "But I examined it last time, and it just looks like a gold coin. There's nothing special about its internal structure... Would you like to take a look?"

"Um."

"You'll have to go home to see it; I didn't bring it with me."

Song Che understood Xia Li quite well. Magic was as important to her as life itself. She wanted to find magic, not to rule the world or anything like that. She just wanted to find magic again... and incidentally, to live a good life.

That would be great. Song Che isn't as pure as Xia Li. If he could avoid eating beef, he definitely wouldn't.

But it seems that magic is a dead end. Whether it's mind reading or body swapping, these may seem amazing, but in Hit, they are low-level magic, something any magician can do. On Earth, you can't even conjure a fireball. It's better to just be a law-abiding citizen.

Song Che felt that it wasn't a big deal. He would settle Xia Li's identity, study hard to get into university, find a job, and preferably become a civil servant. There was nothing wrong with living like that every day.

"Song Che," Xia Li interrupted Song Che's thoughts, she said, "Let me lull you to sleep."

"Hmm?" Song Che glanced out the window; it was bright outside. He wasn't sleepy and didn't want to go to sleep. He said, "I'll rest my head on your lap; it'll make your legs go numb."

It's clear that Xia Li has a lot of free time, but now she's trying to get him to sleep, and he can't fall asleep. In fact, he's only getting more and more awake.

I want to lull you to sleep.

"I'm not very sleepy."

"I need to coax her," Xia Li said, pursing her lips.

"Fine, go ahead and coax me, okay?" Song Che paused, "But don't keep hitting me this time, I don't think I'll be able to sleep."

It's quite troublesome to get Xia Li to coax him to sleep. If you accidentally touch him, she'll purse her lips and tap him. Besides, what kind of sleep is he supposed to have in the middle of the day?

Xia Li's brain circuits are becoming increasingly abnormal.

She had already sat down beside him, legs together, sitting upright. "Lie down."

Song Che looked at those legs. Although he couldn't see inside, Xia Li was very fair-skinned, so he could imagine that the legs inside must be long and white.

Suddenly I'm a little afraid to lie down.

Damn it, why am I suddenly feeling inferior?

Song Che felt inexplicably nervous, as if his legs made him feel uneasy while lying down.

He doesn't seem to be good enough for Xia Li.

Yes, he suddenly felt inferior. He felt that Xia Li was too nice, and he was very ordinary. There were plenty of guys like him who were good at talking, but a girl as pure as Xia Li... Song Che had never been in a relationship, so he had no right to speak. But based on his observations, he only got along well with Zhang Hanyu. He couldn't talk to other girls.

However, this idea is not accurate. You have no right to speak without investigation. Perhaps he doesn't need to feel so inferior. There are still many girls like Xia Li.

"Your face is red, and it feels a little hot to the touch."

Song Che was taken aback.

That wretched Xia Li, so you wanted to see me blush again!

"I'm not blushing, it's just hot!"

"Lie down, I'll comfort you."

Damn it, don't make me sound like my mom.