She lay there, breathing in the faint fragrance of tea mingled with the scent of food.
She lay there, amid the hazy fumes of alcohol and the fresh aroma of tea.
No matter how stiff and rigid a witch might be, wouldn't laziness creep over her without her noticing? Wouldn't she go limp in the hanging-basket sofa, feeling its gentle back-and-forth sway, a catlike, contented smile spreading across her face?
Jiang Han flexed her paw-feet, keeping herself somewhat alert as she glanced at the seasonings on the table.
"What's this?" she asked curiously.
Caroline reached over, picked up the seasoning, opened the lid, and sniffed it with her eyes closed.
The worm witch's cheeks reddened. After closing the lid, she covered her face with both hands and gave a tiny sneeze, rather like some sort of burrowing rodent puffing air from its nose.
After recovering for a moment, she took a small sip, lifted her teacup, and said:
"A very special seasoning. There's a bit of sesame paste, black and white pepper, chili powder, and some minced garlic."
Not bad taste. This was practically the ultimate combination for grilled meat... Jiang Han rubbed her own belly, then Caroline's, and chuckled. "Just hearing that makes me hungry! What about you?"
"I really want to bite something with my teeth, ah..." Caroline opened her mouth wide, revealing her pearly white witch teeth. Though worm witches were accustomed to sucking, they still possessed witch-level fangs, easily capable of tearing through all kinds of steaks.
"So impressive..." Jiang Han extended a finger, wanting to touch her teeth, but Caroline immediately shut her mouth.
Caroline puffed out her cheeks, swept back her long hair, and said unhappily:
"Don't touch my teeth. Be careful, or I'll bite you."
So this was also how worm witches showed