My wife is a witch princess.

As he spoke, he reached out and touched his own chest—his motive was half revenge and half curiosity to get back at the other.

However, his hand was firmly intercepted in mid-air.

Xia Li's hands were now much stronger than his, and she easily restrained his movements.

"Don't touch there." Xia Li looked at him, putting on a serious expression. "At most... I can let you touch my hand, or my calf."

"Then stop!" Song Che didn't really want to touch there; he just wanted Xia Li to stop this one-sided harassment.

Xia Li's physical senses were too strange; he could feel all sorts of reactions from touch—itching, numbness, and slight trembling.

But these reactions didn't seem to correspond accurately to specific emotions like "shyness" or "anger," and were ultimately vaguely categorized as what Xia Li often called "strange feelings." He felt that this body lacked an emotional core deep within, feeling empty, like... there was no real heart beating.

On the contrary, Xia Li was clearly sensing everything through his body at this moment.

Happiness was distinct, curiosity was pure curiosity, and desire was straightforward desire—his body was honest and "noisy," and each sensation was clearly defined.

Moreover, this body has an inherently lewd tendency, always restless and eager to get closer, touch, and devour the lovely person opposite it.

Xia Li felt that she understood Song Che's little actions a bit better, but she also felt that this feeling was a bit hard to control.

Lust is a dangerous thing!

This has put Song Che in a very difficult position.

This was his first time experiencing Xia Li's body, and he was constantly being teased by her... If this continued, he might really have to scream something out of desperation.

There are thugs! Help!

Before Song Che could speak, his lips were pinched.

Chapter 89 Only I Can Teasing You

Under Song Che's strong protest, the two reached a temporary agreement and sat upright at opposite ends of the table, displaying a rather respectful demeanor.

But this calm is only superficial.

Xia Li lowered her eyes, seemingly lost in thought, but Song Che could actually feel her gaze drifting towards him.

That look in her eyes... well, let's just say Xia Li was feigning sleep, using it to lure the enemy.

I'll pretend to be Tang first and then trick him.

The two agreed on three rules: Song Che was not allowed to touch sensitive areas indiscriminately, and Xia Li was not allowed to touch him or her body without permission.

Waiting for the body swap to finish.

For the next ten minutes, the living room was filled with nothing but staring at each other.

The two stared at each other across the table, neither speaking, the air thick with tension.

It wasn't until the familiar dizziness returned and my vision blurred that the disorientation in my body subsided.

Song Che suddenly opened his eyes and immediately looked down at his hands—they were the familiar size and feel.

Most importantly, he's a man again!

He let out a long sigh of relief.

He looked up at Xia Li's head and confirmed that the label that said "swap bodies" had disappeared and that no other strange labels had appeared. Only then did his heart finally settle down.

These gold coins have caused great harm and should not be used anymore.

It can't be used anymore, at least not for the time being.

Being a girl and being touched all over... it's definitely not something everyone can handle calmly.

Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem like there was any reason why Xia Li used to flick him on the head so often.

He glanced at the time; it was still early. So he took out his books and decided to study a little longer—tomorrow was the final exam, and if he could get a few more points, he could at least have a comfortable New Year.

On the other side, after Xia Li switched back to her own body, she sat quietly without moving, and began to think.

After a while, Song Che noticed that her originally fair earlobes had turned crimson.

"What are you thinking about?" Song Che put down his pen.

"Think about it," Xia Li replied succinctly.

She has an exceptional memory; every feeling she experienced in those twenty minutes was imprinted in her consciousness.

Those unfamiliar and somewhat out-of-control experiences... she felt as if she was just a little bit away from truly understanding those things called emotions... just a tiny bit away from touching them.

But at the same time, a belated realization surfaced: those actions just now seemed... not so good.

It would make her seem... frivolous.

At this moment, what lingered in her mind was no longer just a strange feeling, but also a feeling that made her restless.

Her mind was even replaying the scene from earlier in a somewhat chaotic way.

...What did I just do?

“We really need to think about this,” Song Che chimed in. “I’ve never seen anyone bully someone like this.”

“It’s your body that’s so strange,” Xia Li retorted immediately, trying to shift the blame. “It does those things on its own.”

You were the one who controlled your body, so why are you blaming my body?

"I wouldn't do such a thing." Xia Li's tone was surprisingly certain, as if the curious little hooligan from just now wasn't her at all.

Although the matter itself is not very serious, it is no different from "repudiating someone after you've done your job".

Ha, what an irresponsible woman.

“Because using your body just felt like that, I couldn’t control myself.” Xia Li maintained her composure and began to reason, “I just wanted to carefully observe the appearance of my own body, I didn’t mean to touch it. It was it that insisted on…”

"Does it insist that you give it to it?"

She paused, then changed to a more objective statement, "It's your body that insists on making those movements, so your hand just reaches out on its own."

“It’s you.” Song Che didn’t back down.

"not me."

"It was you, even if you don't admit it, it was you who did it." Song Che simply closed the book, determined to correct her mistake properly.

He leaned forward. "Alright, now, try touching me again with your own body?"

Xia Li's gaze flickered for a moment before she quickly looked away.

"I...I can't do it."

She suddenly felt she had grasped the key point, and the logic made sense. "So you see, I can't bring myself to use my own body, but I can use yours. It's clearly a problem with your body, not that I'm being a pervert or that I'm being indecent. I... I've always been very proper!"

At the end, she even raised her chin.

“You’re just emboldened by alcohol.” Song Che looked at her self-righteous expression and felt he had to put her down. “Using my body is like being drunk; all the little thoughts you usually hide are exposed. Admit it, Your Highness.”

He deliberately dragged out his words, with a hint of a smile, "Deep down, you're a bit 'unserious' and a bit 'a little hooligan'."

"...I'm not!" Xia Li's voice rose a little.

Song Che chuckled inwardly, never expecting this witch princess to have such a stubborn and hypocritical side.

Actually, Xia Li had thought of apologizing, but the more Song Che said it, the less she dared to, and the less willing she was to admit it.

"Indecent" or anything like that... Absolutely not!

She had privately learned a lot about modern common sense and knew that although girls nowadays are much more open-minded than in the past, "improper" is still not a good word for girls.

She wanted to be a proper, composed girl. Those close encounters and unintentional touches just now… they were all accidents, a result of the body swap, and they didn't count at all!

From now on, we must begin to regulate our words and actions.

“Just now… doesn’t count.” She looked at Song Che again. “I wasn’t prepared, I wasn’t used to it. If we switch bodies again next time, I definitely won’t do it that way.”

There absolutely cannot be a next time!

And even if we're going to "tease" someone, it should be me "tease" you!

Coincidentally, Song Che has never been one to stay put.

And Xia Li, this former witch princess, was never content with her lot.

The two secretly began to compete over the core question of "who flirted with whom".

Song Che felt it was time to show some manly spirit. He couldn't continue to be a coward just because the other party was "Your Highness" and because he had always been in the position of a "bullied" contractor for the past hundred years.

Xia Li believes that even though she is now Song Che's girlfriend, she cannot lose the initiative of "Your Highness".

She would find a way to give the bride price later, but Song Che couldn't "flirt" with her at will... On the contrary, she could accept observing Song Che. Moreover, admitting her behavior now would be tantamount to admitting her frivolity; but backing down would make her seem guilty.

Therefore, Xia Li quickly made a new decision: neither admit it nor back down, but just stand her ground.

So, at opposite ends of the dining table, Song Che slowly put down his book, and Xia Li gently put down her draft paper.

Tao Xiang, who was sitting next to her, had just finished eating. "Brother, I'm still a little hungry."

Song Che and Xia Li spoke in unison.

"Don't speak yet!"

Chapter 90 I Touch You, Aren't You Happy? (4k)

The living room quieted down for a moment.

Song Che and Xia Li stared at each other across the table, neither of them looking away first.

Gurgle.

A long, mournful cry came from Song Che's side.

He stiffened and pressed his hand to his stomach.

I'm hungry.

Immediately afterward, another equally noticeable "gurgle" came from Xia Li's direction.

The two of them stopped at the same time.

Tao Xiang, who had been squatting by the table leg, clutching an empty bowl and looking longingly, pouted and said, "Brother... Sister... Tao Xiang is still hungry, please give me some food..."

Her voice was soft and aggrieved, as if she were the one who had just been scolded and was the one who was hungry.