My wife is a witch princess

Chapter 156 Forced Sex

Xia Li had long been prepared to call him "husband," but once she actually did, she was the first one who couldn't bear it.

Suddenly I felt disgusted, disgusted, and strange.

This was something the bad woman taught her; she said calling out to Song Che would definitely make him happy.

Although Xia Li disliked bad women, she felt that what bad women said made a lot of sense.

For example, the "bad woman" said that Song Che seemed carefree, but was actually a quiet, reserved person, and that if she wanted to continue the relationship with Song Che, she had to take the initiative.

She also told a story.

It's called "forced sex".

That seems to perfectly describe this scene.

She is the overlord, and Song Che is the bow, so the overlord forcing himself on the bow means that he himself is ————?

Xia Li suddenly felt that bad women were also quite improper.

Is this a classic story?

This metaphor is strange. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be the tyrant drawing his bow. After studying human knowledge for so long, her understanding always felt different from what the bad woman said.

She went online to check and found that both interpretations were present, with more people suggesting she was a bad woman.

So, should we force it?

Xia Li looked at Song Che sleeping and thought he was handsome.

Who doesn't have a bit of a lewd streak?

She peeked out from under the covers, then withdrew her eyes.

His face was blank.

She couldn't do that.

We need to have a little drink.

Yes, we have to drink!

I'll buy some alcohol first thing tomorrow morning, hide it, drink it in the evening, and then take advantage of Song Che's confusion to launch a night raid on him.

What to do if you encounter a monster destroying the earth, what to do if you encounter an alien abducting you, what to do if you encounter Qin Shi Huang resurrected, piloting a mecha and transforming into Erlang Shen and Sun Wukong falling in love in Boonie Bears?

This world is dangerous, these villains are invincible, and Song Che finds it very amusing.

I had a lucid dream again tonight.

But this time was different from the past. There was no bad woman, and no special meaning. It was just a simple lucid dream.

He can control his dreams.

This world is exactly the same as the real world. With a thought, it can return to normal, and with another thought, it can destroy or reshape the world. He can even imagine the entire world as an open-world game, and the surrounding buildings will immediately rise from the ground.

Song Che sighed.

There's nothing wrong with being immersed in a fantasy.

In dreams, anything is possible; when you wake up, Xia Li is still there.

Whether in a dream or awake.

Song Che felt like he had everything.

As for why this lucid dream suddenly became controllable, Song Che easily understood—initially, this dream was controlled by the bad woman. Not only was she able to control it, but most of the things that happened before were manipulated and controlled by the bad woman. But now that she has disappeared, dust to dust, ashes to ashes, Xia Li to Xia Li, and the world to the world.

Song Che's mind returned to the beginning, to the scene of sleeping in the Licheng Hotel.

That's where dreams begin.

He discovered that as long as he wanted to return to normal, the world in his dreams would function just like the real world, and no matter what he had thought or changed before, he could return to the beginning.

Is this what lucid dreaming is?

It doesn't quite match the theoretical definition of lucid dreaming.

Because Song Che felt that this place was more like another world, another real world.

And he—is the ruler of this world.

Suddenly, Song Che was pushed down onto the bed.

Before him appeared a pair of clear blue eyes, a shy face, a pouting mouth, and silver hair falling beside her ears, making his ears itch.

"Xia Li?"

"Ula ula." Xia Li mumbled incoherently.

"Get up first."

Song Che had a thought.

Xia Li was still pressing down on him, and his mouth slapped shut.

"Holy crap, I called for help!"

Song Che's mind stirred again, moving twice—three times—many times.

Useless.

This dream is out of control again!

And she was also bullied by a thug who looked like Xia Li.

Not redeemable!

It's so unconvincing!

That's Xia Li!

Song Che, unsure of the situation, could only ask, "Xia Li, don't panic, what happened? You suddenly—"

What the hell are you going to do?!

"————Me?" Xia Li heard Song Che shout and then belatedly sat up, but still clung tightly to Song Che.

She remembered it like this—she was getting ready to sleep at night, and the next day she went to buy alcohol, and then he forced himself on her, so she fell asleep, then she woke up, she drank some alcohol, and then it was evening, so he forced himself on her again.

but!

Xia Li turned her head and glanced out the window.

Strange, why is it so bright outside?

Moreover, I didn't feel dizzy at all after drinking alcohol?

What happened?

Xia Li sat on Song Che's lap, lost in thought, her hands pressed against his chest, her eyes full of doubt. This was not what she had expected. This was not right—after drinking, she should be dizzy and not feel shy, but she felt so embarrassed now that she was a little ashamed to face anyone.

This is not something a girl should do.

"Xia Li?" Song Che called out tentatively.

Xia Li didn't speak, but her expression changed from doubt to determination. Then she started to take off his clothes.

"Holy crap, what the hell are you doing?!"

"Forced sex".

"Wait a minute, I'm totally confused." Song Che tried to stop them, but his hands and feet were held down firmly, and he was about to lose his innocence—

In fact, it was already on the verge of collapse.

This dream seems to be changing according to Xia Li's wishes.

So, after the bad woman left—Xia Li became the primary owner of this dream, and I became the secondary owner?

What does it mean when "when the tiger is away, the monkey becomes king"? And then the tiger comes back?

Song Che was completely unable to resist Xia Li's attacks.

This little lunatic is acting like he's drunk, going on a drunken rampage.

Song Che looked pitiful, like a virtuous young girl who had been bullied, and he accepted it.

Let her bully me if she wants to, as long as she's happy.

Just then, Xia Li stopped moving.

She paused for a moment, then said, "So cute."

Song Che: ?

"It's small and cute."

"You bastard, it will change, it won't always be this small."

"----oh."

"Oh my god, I'm serious, don't look like you don't believe me."

"----Um."

What the hell are you talking about?!

Xia Li didn't care about this or that; things had already gone this far, and there was no turning back. She had to continue with her plan and force herself on him.

Song Che is a quiet person, so she has to take the initiative.

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Song Che was bullied, and Xia Li was scolded.

Xia Li felt incredibly embarrassed, utterly humiliated. She couldn't do anything, and neither could Song Che. Song Che explained for ages, but she didn't listen. Although she had achieved her goal, Song Che seemed angry.

She wasn't afraid of getting angry, but she felt very shy.

Song Che pulled up his clothes and wrapped himself in the blanket, muttering, "Pervert!"

Xia Li didn't speak, but listened silently.

"Why didn't you stop? Did you take any precautions? Do you know what you're doing? Even though you're hundreds of years old, you're basically just a little kid. And I told you, this is a dream. Who taught you to tear my clothes?"

"————" Xia Li dared not speak.

"You know this is a dream?"

"Huh?" Xia Li really didn't know.

She didn't care what Song Che was babbling about; she was going all in and wouldn't care about anything else. She just went for it.

"This is a dream, the same world that the wicked woman brought us to last time, and the same lucid dream I had before. You can't bully me in a dream."

"I'm sorry," Xia Li said, head bowed. "I didn't know."

"I'm not blaming you, but you need to listen to me."

"Um.

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"We need to think these things through. We're not married yet, we haven't made any preparations, we haven't—"

Before he could finish speaking, Xia Li looked up and said, "I think it doesn't matter whether we get married or not. I don't need this formality."

"I know you don't need it, but I want to give you this—a proper marriage." Song Che paused, "Can you conjure up the clothes for me first? You control this dream."

"I'm in control?"

"Okay, get the clothes out for me first."

"Controlled by my true self!" Xia Li's tone suddenly changed.

Song Che's face darkened; he had a bad feeling.

broken.

It’s over.

This girl has finally figured it out; she's actually not stupid.

In the middle of the night, Song Che was woken up by something.

Xia Li was scolded again, but this time she didn't dare to talk back at all.

She knew she was wrong.

Song Che had already told her to wait, but she wouldn't listen at all.

Girls shouldn't act like that, and girls shouldn't act like that. Girls should be gentler; being too proactive makes them seem like hooligans or perverts.

But she learned something else.

The second gift from a bad woman.

This is the world.

The bad woman once said she would give the whole world to Song Che as a dowry.

This world is the dowry that the bad woman left for Song Che.

However, this is not the time for the bride price.

Only after she formally marries Song Che will she hand over the initiative regarding the betrothal gifts to him. Until then, she will maintain strict control over this world.

And you can control it once you go to sleep at night.

She needs to control Song Che properly.

Although Song Che won't change his mind, it's never a bad thing to be careful.

Song Che rambled on and on, but she didn't hear a word he said.

What do you mean by a formal marriage? She'll give a dowry.

She wanted to present this world to him as a gift on their wedding day!

Let them scold me if they want.

This time she didn't talk back.

She doesn't keep quiet because she's timid, but because she's broad-minded and never hits someone on the head when she gets angry.

Because at this moment, silence speaks louder than words.

Xia Li planned to let Song Che continue cursing, and then she would go buy the wine after he finished.

Song Che didn't actually scold for long; he just repeated the same few sentences over and over again.

How dare you?

"How can you do something like this carelessly?"

"Do you know how scared I almost died?"

After he finished speaking, seeing her head down and silent, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he reached out and ruffled her hair. "Alright, stop pretending."

Xia Li looked up, her eyes bright, showing no sign of crying. Song Che felt he had been deceived again.

"I wasn't pretending," Xia Li said. "I'm reflecting on my actions."

"What have you reflected on?"

"I should have reflected on the fact that I bullied you in my dreams."

Song Che looked at her, feeling that something was off about this self-reflection. "What about reality?"

Xia Li thought for a moment, "It shouldn't be like that in reality either."

Song Che breathed a sigh of relief. "That's more like it."

Xia Li was reckless and didn't know his own strength, and this made him seem completely unmanly!

Xia Li burrowed under the covers, turning her back to him. Song Che assumed she had truly repented and lay back down to continue sleeping. A few minutes later, Xia Li turned over and leaned closer, "Song Che."

"Um?

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Are you angry?

"no."

"real?"

"real."

Xia Li kissed him on the cheek. "Goodnight."

Song Che touched the spot where he had been kissed. "Goodnight."

Xia Li woke up early the next morning. Song Che was still asleep, breathing heavily; he had stayed up too late the night before. She got up quietly, washed up, changed her clothes, grabbed her phone and room key, and went out.

There's a small supermarket next to the hotel; she saw it yesterday when she passed by. Several cases of drinks were displayed at the entrance, and the words "Tobacco and Alcohol" were pasted in red on the glass door.

Xia Li pushed open the door and went in. Behind the cashier sat a middle-aged man, looking down at his phone without raising his head.

Xia Li circled the shelf. Beer was on the bottom shelf, rows and rows of green bottles. She squatted down and looked at it for a while, picked up a can, checked the alcohol content, and put it back. She picked up another can, but still felt something was off. She didn't know which beer was good, or how much would make her dizzy.

The bad woman didn't say these things.

She took out her phone and searched.

What should a girl drink the first time she drinks alcohol?

There were many answers; some said beer, some said fruit wine, and some said cocktails. After looking at them for a while, she chose the one that looked least like an alcoholic beverage.

A jar of peach-flavored sparkling wine, in a pink jar with a peach drawn on it, and it has a fairly high alcohol content.

She grabbed another can of the original flavor, just in case the peach flavor didn't taste good. The two cans were in a black plastic bag. She paid and hurried back.

When the elevator doors opened, Song Che was standing inside. He was wearing slippers, his hair was messy, and his eyes weren't fully open yet.

The two people looked at each other.

Xia Li hid the bag behind her back. Song Che glanced down at her hands.

"What did you buy?"

"It's nothing."

"What are you holding in your hand?"

Xia Li remained silent. Song Che reached out, and she took a step back. Song Che reached out again, and she took another step back, her back pressed against the corridor wall, with nowhere left to retreat.

Song Che took the bag from her hand, opened it, and glanced inside. Two jars of wine, pink jars with peaches drawn on them.

He glanced at the wine, then at Xia Li. Xia Li kept her head down.

Why are you buying alcohol?

"drink."

Why are you drinking?

This little guy can drink a glass of wine as thin as an eggshell.

Xia Li fell silent.

Looking at her guilty expression, Song Che suddenly understood. She hadn't intended to only do what happened in her dream last night.

He sighed and handed the bag back to her. "Drink it tonight, I'll watch over it."

Xia Li looked up at him. "Aren't you going to scold me?"

"What's the point of scolding you?"

Xia Li thought for a moment, "It's no use."

Song Che was amused by her words, "Then I won't scold you anymore."

Xia Li hugged the bag to her arms and followed him into the room. When they reached the door, she suddenly said, "Song Che."

"Um?"

"It's so kind of you."

"I won't do anything reckless."

"You think I don't know what you're thinking? Do you even know what this kind of behavior is called?"

"Slut."

"So you knew all along."

"But I think it's okay to treat someone I like this like this." Xia Li said confidently, sticking to her opinion even after being discovered.

She's lived with Song Che for so long, she's waited for him for a hundred years, so why is Song Che acting like an old relic, with a less adaptable mind than she is?

The bad woman was absolutely right; this kind of thing has to be done by force.