The hot spring felt so good. I could soak in it all day... Jiang Han was practically about to melt into a puddle in the spring.
She saw that Cen Jing beside her had also closed her eyes, resting in the hot spring. With so many witches soaking here, there was no need to worry about losing consciousness and falling asleep in the water.
...Tsk, this witch really did have an amazing figure. Seriously. Jiang Han muttered to herself, drawing her gaze back and properly digesting the potion.
Since this potion had come from a master's hand, it was gentle to digest, unlike the fierce potion she had made herself before. Little by little, it was warm and tender, like a pair of hands caressing her body. It felt so comfortable that she nearly turned into a cat, getting petted.
A dozen or so minutes later, the inn's doors opened again. Four witches in different robes hurried in. The leader wore a snow-white witch's robe and led her companions to the front desk, where she said to the pretty receptionist:
"Four people, two double rooms."
The receptionist smiled.
"Please present your identification."
While they handled the paperwork, the other three witches ran over to the Birch Flame Dragon hide rug to dry themselves off, then giggled and ran back, looking exactly like three huskies...
After the three huskies ran to the drink machine and bought several cans of beverages, the witch in the snow-white robe sternly told them to return to their rooms, drawing laughter from the others.
"Alright, Wenji. You're the boss."
The three huskies happily took their keys and ran upstairs. Their rooms were on the second floor.
It must be difficult, having those three free spirits as companions... Jiang Han felt a surge of respect for this