My wife is a witch princess.

She sat up straight, rubbed her eyes, and looked a little dazed.

"Are we there?" she asked, her voice soft.

"Hmm, we're here. This place is quite far from Taixi city." Song Che picked up his backpack and stood up, only to find that his legs were a little numb.

Staying in one position for too long.

"Tomorrow... let's go buy some toys and snacks, and find a hotel tonight," he planned.

"Okay." Xia Li followed him out of the car and stepped into the slightly chilly winter night air.

She shrank her neck and buried her face in her collar.

The shops along the street were lit up, and the aroma of food wafted out.

Song Che suddenly felt that although moving forward step by step was slow and difficult, it didn't seem so bad.

At least I should be able to get a good night's sleep tonight.

I definitely can't go back today; I'll have to stay in Taixi for the night.

By the way... does today count as booking a room?

He paused for a moment, glancing out of the corner of his eye at Xia Li, who was walking quietly beside him.

Oh no, Xia Li doesn't have an ID card.

If you stay at a hotel, once you register at the front desk, or if the police happen to check your room—although the probability is extremely low, what if it does happen?—then you're completely finished.

Then the police officer will say: "Hmm, go on, I'm listening. Oh, a new version, I've got it... Oh, why do you think I want to laugh when I hear this? We usually don't laugh."

Song Che stopped his random thoughts.

He cleared his throat: "Xia Li, when it comes to accommodation later, do you want one room or two rooms?"

Xia Li turned her head. "Is there a difference?"

“One is cheaper, two are more… safer.” Song Che paused, not mentioning the police raid, since it was unlikely to happen under normal circumstances. “For example…” He got stuck, unable to come up with a more specific reason.

"For example what?" Xia Li pressed.

Song Che's mind raced for a moment: "For example... the issue of identity. You need two ID cards to book two rooms."

That's the truth.

Xia Li nodded understandingly: "Then let's get a room."

"Okay." Song Che agreed readily, but in his mind he began to plan the details. Even booking a room required registration, and Xia Li couldn't access the system.

We need to think of a solution.

He recalled his past experiences staying in hotels with his parents. The front desk staff usually don't keep an eye on the door, especially at night; as long as you act naturally... maybe that'll work.

“Listen—” Song Che slowed his pace and lowered his voice, “I’ll go book a room and get the room key first. You wait for me outside, don’t go in. After I go up, take some things with you in a little while—like a takeout bag, pretend you’re a delivery person or a guest who just came back from shopping, and go straight upstairs.”

The receptionist usually won't stop them, especially if she happens to be busy.

Xia Li listened attentively and nodded: "Understood. Play the role of a 'normal guest'."

"Yes, keep a natural expression and don't look around." Song Che added, then felt that it was a bit redundant to say this to Xia Li—her expression was usually quite "natural," to the point of being expressionless.

They found a hotel on the street that looked fairly clean. Song Che told Xia Li to wait at the convenience store across the street, and then he pushed open the glass door of the hotel.

The receptionist was a slightly chubby middle-aged woman who was looking down at her phone.

Seeing Song Che enter, he raised his eyelids slightly: "Accommodation?"

"Yes, a standard room, one night." Song Che handed over his ID card, trying his best to look like a student who goes out often.

The woman took the ID card, registered it in the system, and then looked him up and down: "Alone?"

“Yes, alone.” Song Che said without changing his expression.

The aunt didn't ask any more questions, quickly completed the formalities, collected the deposit, and handed over a room key: "306, the elevator is over there. Check out before 12 noon tomorrow."

"Thank you." Song Che took the room key and ID card, turned and walked towards the elevator, trying to keep his steps steady. Upon reaching the elevator doors, the first step was to pass through security.

He went up to the third floor, found room 306, and swiped his card to enter.

The room wasn't big; it had two beds, a table, a TV, and the bathroom had a glass partition.

It's fairly tidy.

He walked to the window, pulled back the curtains a little, and looked down.

Xia Li was still standing at the convenience store entrance when she suddenly found herself holding a white plastic bag, which was bulging inside, probably containing a bottle of water or something else.

She stood straight, like a small tree, looking somewhat out of place on the bustling street.

Song Che took out his phone and sent her a message: "You can come up now, third floor, 306. Be natural."

He saw Xia Li glance down at her phone, then look up towards the hotel. She assessed the location of the entrance, then, carrying her bag, steadily crossed the street, pushed open the hotel door, and went inside.

Song Che leaned against the window, his eyes fixed on the direction of the hotel entrance downstairs, silently counting the time. One, two, three... After about two minutes, he heard light footsteps coming from the corridor, steady and unhurried.

Then, there was a gentle knock on the door three times.

Song Che immediately went to open the door.

Xia Li stood outside the door, holding the plastic bag in her hand.

"Smoothly?" Song Che stepped aside to let her in and closed the door.

"Hmm." Xia Li walked into the room, her gaze sweeping over the furnishings before finally settling on the two beds. "The receptionist was on the phone and didn't see me."

Song Che completely relaxed and smiled: "Well done."

He took the bag from her and looked inside; it contained two bottles of mineral water and a pack of biscuits.

"You actually bought something."

"Ah."

Xia Li walked to the bedside and sat down, reaching out to press the mattress.

Song Che took off his coat and hung it on the back of the chair. He glanced at the bed and then at Xia Li sitting on the edge of it.

"Um...why don't you wash up first?" Song Che broke the silence. "I have to get up early to go back tomorrow."

Xia Li nodded, got up, and headed towards the bathroom.

She stopped at the door, turned around and asked, "Is the washing-up routine the same as at home?"

"Same here. I use disposable towels and toothbrushes, they're in the bag." Song Che pointed to the amenity kit provided by the hotel on the table.

"it is good."

The sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Song Che sat in a chair.

A lot happened today. I met with social worker Liu, interacted with the children at the welfare home, confirmed that Tao Yao's "identity" had left traces, and now she has successfully checked into a hotel...

He rubbed his temples, a sense of exhaustion belatedly washing over him.

The sound of water stopped.

After a while, Xia Li came out, her hair wrapped in a towel, her face flushed slightly from the heat, and she was wearing a white bathrobe provided by the hotel—it was a bit too big, making her look even thinner.

Xia Li suddenly spoke.

"Did you peek through the glass?"

Chapter 96 Putting Someone to Sleep

Song Che went to take a shower. After showering, they each lay on the bed. At first glance, the glass door did seem like a place to peek through, but in reality, you couldn't see anything from either the inside or the outside.

Xia Li didn't use her phone much; she just stared at Song Che.

"Your Highness, please don't keep staring at me, it's really awkward."

“…Oh.” Xia Li agreed, but still stared at him.

Is there something on my face?

"No."

"Could it be that they suspect I'm a pervert?"

Xia Li didn't say anything.

"I won't do anything indecent, you can sleep peacefully."

"You'll experience it in your body."

"I won't."

“I know you…” Xia Li paused, “I know your body, it’s very improper. We’re sleeping in the same room now, and if you do something strange, I won’t be able to sleep.”

Damn it, it's obvious you can't control my body!

And my body is me, don't talk about it as if I'm two different people!

Xia Li is actually a little lecherous. Now that she's back in her own body, she's pretending to be quite proper. But if she were to switch bodies again, she would definitely expose herself again.

"It's almost midnight now, if you don't sleep, how will you get up tomorrow morning?"

"...I might not be able to get up." Xia Li shook her head. "I'll wait for you to go to sleep first."

"You can't sleep with me looking at you."

"..." Xia Li was still looking at him. She seemed to know now that she was very beautiful, and that staring at Song Che would make him shy.

Damn it, I wouldn't be shy if I didn't like you.

"How about I lull you to sleep?" Song Che suggested.

"No, I'll lull you to sleep first, and then I'll go to sleep."

“Okay.” Song Che wasn’t afraid of Xia Li’s night attack on him. If she dared to come, Song Che would definitely turn the tables on her.

"I can lull you to sleep, but you can't lull me to sleep," Xia Li suddenly emphasized.

"why?"

After asking the question, Song Che understood her logic, which was like the idea that "I can kiss you, but you can't kiss me." "That won't do. We're boyfriend and girlfriend now. It's not right for you to do this. You do everything. I want to do it too... Wait, what are you trying to do? Don't hit me like that... I was just saying. It's not like I'm hitting someone on the head to put them to sleep."