179 Witch's Battle Suit_1

Lin Ge glanced at the brown wooden clock hanging on the wall.

Less than half an hour remained until the end of the workday, and the two witches who had gone to his house to bathe, along with Lanya and Leila, who had led the way, had not returned.

If ordinary people soaked in the bathtub for several hours, they would have been pruney by now, but considering they were witches, perhaps witch skin is more soak-resistant?

He then looked at Mr. He, or rather, it wasn't quite appropriate to call her "uncle" now, for she had turned into a voluptuous young woman.

The Witch Potion was still taking effect.

The uncle hoisted her exaggeratedly large pectorals and pouted.

"Why hasn't the effect worn off?"

He was somewhat worried, wondering if he might not be able to change back. With these looks, how could he face his wife and daughter?

He glanced at the witch Erin beside him; seeing the concern in her eyes, Erin guessed what she was worried about.