My wife is a witch princess.

The two of them loosened their grip slightly, but still didn't let go.

Song Che sighed again.

I can't live like this anymore.

Time passed slowly, and Song Che's eyelids began to droop. He was sleepy, but he dared not sleep, hanging on by a thread to keep going and prevent the two from fighting.

Who knows what will happen after you fall asleep?

He forced his eyes open and stared at the ceiling. A soft laugh came from his right.

Song Che turned to look at Xia Li with black hair.

"why are you laughing?"

"nothing."

Her smile made Xia Li, with her silver hair, even more unhappy. Why could she smile so naturally?

She hugged Song Che's arm even tighter.

Xia Li, the black-haired woman on the right, also moved, as if deliberately trying to provoke the other party, she also hugged Song Che's arm tightly.

Song Che was trapped in the middle, not daring to move, and couldn't pull his arms away even if he wanted to.

Xia Li's side can't be pulled away, and the bad woman's side can't be pulled away.

“Um…” he began.

"Hmm?" The two responded simultaneously.

"Could you..." he paused, "...change positions?"

"What position?" asked the silver-haired Xia Li.

"It's just..." he didn't know how to say it, "...don't hug me so tightly."

The two nodded, but neither of them moved.

For the next few hours, he was caught in the crossfire between the two Xia Lis.

The silver-haired Xia Li would move a little closer to him, then a little closer still. The black-haired Xia Li, not to be outdone, followed suit.

In the end, Song Che was squeezed to the middle of the bed and couldn't move at all.

"Could you..." he began.

"No," they both said at the same time.

Song Che obediently shut up. These two women seemed to be getting a little impatient, completely ignoring the feelings of the person involved, and not even lifting a finger.

But that won't solve the problem; those two are such idiots!

As dawn approached, he could no longer hold on.

My eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, and my consciousness is becoming increasingly blurred.

Before he fell asleep, he felt someone resting their head on his shoulder on his left and another person resting their head on his shoulder on his right.

Forget it, so be it.

Then I fell asleep.

The next morning, when Song Che woke up, the sunlight had already filled the entire room.

He turned his head and looked—

On the left, the silver-haired Xia Li was sleeping soundly, her head resting on his shoulder.

On his right, Xia Li, with her black hair, was also sleeping soundly, her head resting on his shoulder.

They were both asleep.

Song Che looked at the scene and moved his arm, and the two of them woke up at the same time.

"morning.

The three people sat up.

Silver-haired Xia Li rubbed her eyes; her hair was a mess. Black-haired Xia Li also rubbed her eyes; her hair was also a bit messy.

Last night, Song Che was so squeezed that he didn't know how the others fell asleep. But today, it was almost noon, and he hadn't slept well at all. He couldn't even turn over.

He also felt some pain in his body, and last night, in a daze, he felt someone sleeping restlessly.

who is it?

That's Xia Li, damn it.

Neither of the two Xia Lis are well-behaved; they kick people while they're sleeping.

Just as he got out of bed, there was a noise at the door. Song Che paused for a moment and hurriedly turned his head. "You...yes, you should hide first. My mom is coming, and it will scare her."

The bad woman nodded.

The person outside skipped in, Tao Xiang's voice cheerful, "Brother Song Che, Auntie asked me to come find you, are you awake?"

She put the keys in her pocket and looked around the living room.

"So he hasn't gotten up yet."

She walked towards the bedroom, but stopped in her tracks as soon as she reached the door.

"You, you, you...you are, you...Wow!" Tao Xiang turned and ran back, "A ghost! There's a ghost!"

boom!

She slammed her head against the door, her body bounced to the ground, and sat down on her bottom, looking terrified. She tried to run, but her legs wouldn't move, and her body was uncontrollably pulled back to the bedroom, where the scene reappeared in her vision.

Three people were sitting on the bed.

On the left is the silver-haired Xia Li, and on the right is—

Xia Li with black hair.

Tao Xiang blinked, then blinked again.

Xia Li, with her black hair, looked at her with a slight smile on her lips.

"You, you, you, you..." Tao Xiang pointed at her, her finger trembling, "What are you doing here!"

Xia Li, with her black hair, didn't speak, she just smiled.

Tao Xiang took a step back, then another, until she was back in the middle of the living room.

"You...you're not..." She swallowed hard. "You're not that...that one from last time..."

“Bad woman,” Xia Li, with her black hair, finished speaking for her.

Tao Xiang nodded, then realized something was off and quickly shook her head, "I didn't say you were bad!"

Xia Li, with her black hair, smiled.

She got out of bed and went to the living room.

As Tao Xiang watched her approach, she instinctively backed away, but there was nowhere left to retreat to when she reached the wall.

Xia Li, with her black hair, stopped in front of her and looked down at her.

Tao Xiang tilted her head back, looking at the face that looked exactly like Xia Li's, but with black hair.

"What...what do you want to do?" Tao Xiang's voice trembled. "I'm telling you, Song Che is here, and Xia Li is here too. You...you'd better not do anything reckless!"

Looking at her cowardly appearance, Xia Li with black hair suddenly laughed.

“I won’t do anything reckless,” she said.

Momoka was taken aback for a moment, "Huh?"

"I just came to take a look."

"Look...look at what?"

"Look at you guys, I won't hit you this time."

Tao Xiang blinked, then blinked again; she didn't quite believe it.

She turned to look at Song Che, "Brother Song Che, she..."

Song Che walked over and said, "She's that bad woman you've been seeing all this time."

“I know,” Momoka said, “but how could she…”

She pointed at the black-haired Xia Li, then at the silver-haired Xia Li on the bed, "Why are there two?"

Song Che thought for a moment, "It's a long story."

"Then get to the point!"

"She is Xia Li from the future."

Tao Xiang was stunned.

She stared at Xia Li, who had black hair, for a long time.

"The future... Sister Xia Li?" she asked.

Xia Li, with her black hair, nodded.

Tao Xiang opened her mouth, unsure of what to say.

She suddenly remembered those past events—this woman had been pestering her to go to the rooftop and "bless" the gold coins, and every time she finished writing, the pen would explode. At the time, she thought this woman was crazy, constantly bothering her.

Now that I think about it, that's how it was.

"You..." she asked softly, "Why didn't you say anything then?"

"I can't say," said Xia Li, who has black hair.

"why?"

"Magic was used."

Tao Xiang nodded, seemingly understanding, yet also seemingly not.

She looked at Xia Li with her black hair and suddenly asked, "So, can you talk now?"

"can."