After the Villainess Proposed to Me

In Litia’s bedroom, Wu Chen and the demon world’s strongest witch, the villain boss, were still maintaining the earlier position of spanking, both parties silent for a moment.

Wu Chen: Say less, make fewer mistakes, and absolutely must not let Litia discover that I could currently be killed by a level-one slime!

Litia: I am so powerful, yet I can’t harm him at all. He must be deeply connected to the Evil God.

Could it be that this so-called marriage contract was arranged by the Evil God?

Although I haven’t been close to any men for over a thousand years, the Evil God wouldn’t personally intervene to find me a husband, would she?

All witches are single, immortal spinsters. There are a few who indulge in yuri, but none have been married.

Why did the Evil God choose me? Why not find a match for other witches?

And why choose a lowly human male for me? What’s the purpose?

Litia pouted slightly, feeling a bit frustrated.

However, despite her complaints, knowing that the stranger was an envoy sent by the Evil God made her set aside her intense hatred, though her gaze towards Wu Chen was still filled with anger and displeasure.

Maintaining the position with her butt raised made her face flush red with embarrassment.

Both parties were wary of each other, afraid to make any rash moves, resulting in a silent and awkward atmosphere.

“Master, are you okay?”

At this moment, the bedroom door was pushed open, and a woman in a maid outfit rushed in in a panic.

“Master! I heard strange noises in the bedroom just now. Are you alright…”

The maid was asking when she suddenly saw her esteemed master sprawled over a male’s lap, leaving her speechless and frozen in place.

W-What is going on?

“What are you staring at? Haven’t you seen a massage before?”

Wu Chen pretended to be calm, changing his hand position to begin kneading Litia’s smooth, white back and slender waist.

“A m-massage?”

The maid was momentarily stunned, then her expression changed to one of realization.

“I should have told you to knock on my door before you ask me something. Entering my private space without permission is punishable by severe consequences according to the territory’s rules.”

Litia spoke with a cold, authoritative tone, making the serious statement while still in the position with her butt raised, looking quite funny.

“I’m s-sorry. I heard such a loud noise in the bedroom and thought something had happened…”

The maid, trembling with fear, knelt on the ground in a state of panic.

“Forget it. Since you were just trying to protect me, I won’t pursue this matter.”

Litia, facing away from the maid, tried to sound calm, but her face was already as red as an apple from embarrassment.

“Thank you for your understanding, Master.”

The maid, relieved, breathed a sigh of relief.

“By the way, since it’s just a massage, what was that noise earlier?”

The maid asked, looking puzzled.

“Massage, well, when the master feels comfortable, she naturally makes noises. That’s how it is.”

Wu Chen demonstrated the hand technique gently, and indeed, Litia emitted a soft, seductive moan.

“You see, it’s just that.”

Wu Chen shrugged.

“Right. The noise earlier was just because this guy’s technique was so comfortable.”

Litia’s face flushed red as she tightly covered her cherry-like small mouth that had just made an embarrassing sound, nodding along.

She had given up on the plan of sending a message to summon other witches to save her.

Since she couldn’t even harm Wu Chen herself, any other witches attempting to do so would likely face the same fate—futile efforts, akin to the Calabash Brothers trying to rescue Grandpa, only to fail one after another.

Moreover, the stranger’s identity, likely an envoy sent by the mother goddess, might mean he was on her side.

Most importantly, if word got out that she was defeated by a man and had her butt spanked, how could she maintain her dignity? What face would she have to meet her subordinates?

No matter what, the fact that she was humiliated by a lowly human must not be known by her subordinates!

“I-I see. Then, Master, please continue to enjoy yourself. I-I’ll go prepare breakfast for you.”

The maid bowed hurriedly, tidied her disheveled hair, and quickly left the room.

In the bedroom, only Wu Chen and Litia were left.

After a moment of silence, Wu Chen was the first to release his hold on Litia. She immediately leaped back, creating distance between them and staring at him warily.

“Wife, I’d like to discuss something with you…”

Wu Chen carefully considered his next words and strategy.

“Crazy! Just because I’m a witch, you think I’m your wife?”

Litia rubbed her butt and then put her hands on her hips, glaring angrily at Wu Chen.

“Cough, just a habit. Litia, I’d like to have a formal conversation with you.”

“A conversation? Sure, but before that, answer me one question.”

“What question…”

Before Wu Chen could finish his sentence, dozens of enormous overlapping magical arrays appeared behind Litia, and several beams of light shot towards him like lasers.

The entire bedroom shattered instantly, the walls were blown away, revealing the dark forest and distant mountain peaks outside.

The light beams swept across, and a large chunk of a distant mountain peak was erased, leaving a smooth, flat surface.

Despite the massive destructive power, Wu Chen stood there unaffected, not even a hair out of place.

“Tsk, as expected, my attacks are useless against you?”

Litia clicked her tongue, lightly gestured with her fingers, and the shattered debris floated up and reassembled. In no time, the bedroom was restored to its original state.

It was as if the previous explosion had never happened.

Seeing Wu Chen, who remained unscathed and calm, Litia’s earlier suspicions were further confirmed.

Even if other witches or goddesses of the same level had taken that hit, they wouldn’t have come out unscathed.

In heaven or earth, only their esteemed mother goddess could have endured that attack without a scratch.

And if he was from the Creator Goddess’ faction, her divine power would collide with the witches’ magic, resulting in enormous destruction, not the current peaceful scene.

This human male likely has deep connections with the mother goddess!

Poor witches, all single, none of them have ever been married, so no one knows about the inability to harm one’s spouse after marriage.

Wu Chen remained remarkably calm and composed.

No kidding, what kind of storms has he not seen?

He dominated all witches, and he had seen all their strange and powerful moves, so he was well-acquainted with them.

No one understood witches better than me (gesture)!

“Was your question just to blast me with light beams? That’s quite an unusual question.”

Wu Chen was speechless.

Damn, thank goodness for the immunity provided by the marriage status; otherwise, that attack might have turned him into ashes.

What fake identity to create?

It needs to be impressive enough to intimidate the witch into thinking he’s extremely powerful, ensuring his personal safety.

But creating such an identity wasn’t easy.

“You are the one that the Mother Goddess arranged for me to marry, right?”

After the light beam test ended, confirming that she really couldn’t harm Wu Chen, Litia raised her fair small hand, pointing at the wedding diamond ring on her finger as she asked.

Hmm? This fake identity seems pretty good? As expected from my wife’s imagination—truly smart!

Wu Chen started to spout nonsense with a serious face: “That’s right! I’m the fiancé your mom found for you!”