Luo Yu turned right after leaving the house and found Xiaowu's room.
He used the key A Wu had given him and pushed the door open.
The decoration was bright and standardized, not particularly luxurious, but very clean.
Approaching the bed, he saw the items laid out on it and his pupils shrank.
There were seven pairs of silk stockings thrown on the bed.
Thin as cicada wings were the black tights, fishnet stockings, short black and white stockings, and even black stockings with garters. To his amazement, there were also patterned and diamond-embedded stockings.
"Hiss—"
What did this mean?
Had Xiaowu forgotten to put them away when she left?
Or had she planned this all along to test Brother Yu?
Uh...
It couldn't have been planned; after all, he had come back unexpectedly.
Luo Yu shook his head, deciding not to waste effort overthinking it. He would find out soon when Xiaowu came and he could "interrogate" her properly.
What on earth was A Wu up to with these new tricks?
They say three women make a drama.
But was it safe with eight women in one room?
Luo Yu massaged his temples and sighed deeply.
Since he was already here, he might as well go with the flow.
Forever-singles would never understand the pain of fearing that your girlfriend might fight with the others.
After waiting for a while, the sound of high heels tapping against the floor came from outside the door.
Luo Yu's eyes lit up.
Was the surprise coming?
The door opened, and in walked Bi Bidong, the A'yin Sisters, A Wu, and several beauties, one after the other.
The spacious room suddenly felt cramped with the entrance of eight beauties.
Luo Yu asked, "What were you all talking about behind my back?"
"No... didn't talk about anything much." Xiaowu pursed her red lips and shook her head shyly.
Just as Luo Yu was about to ask more, A Wu walked over.
"Brother Yu, don't ask."
"Here, draw a lot."
"Drawing lots?"
Luo Yu looked at A Wu in confusion as she spread out her jade hands, holding a stack of neatly folded small pieces of paper.
"What are these for?"
Before he could flip a slip of paper over to take a peek, A Wu quickly retracted her hand, dodging it.
A Wu's red lips parted, "No peeking, okay? You just do the drawing, and leave the rest to me."
"What are you up to, keeping it all so mysterious?"
Luo Yu reached for a slip of paper, his eyes catching the nervous and flushed faces of the eight women watching.
A flash of insight sparked in his mind.
This couldn't possibly be the legendary "card flip" game, could it?
But something didn't add up here. He carefully counted the slips of paper in A Wu's hand.
Nine in total, yet there were eight women here; the numbers didn't match.
Taking one at random, Luo Yu focused on it.
All it had was a "6" written on it.
"Brother Yu, what did you draw? Tell us quickly!" A Wu urged.
Bi Bidong, the A'yin Sisters, Zhu Zhuqing, Ye Lingling, and others all looked over with anticipation.
Luo Yu held up the slip and turned to the women.
"What does '6' mean?"
Empress Bibi Dong's expression changed slightly as she let out a cold snort.
"Tch..." Zhu Zhuyun pursed her lips dismissively.
A'yin sighed softly.
Lan Ling'er pouted and stamped her foot in a huff.
Ye Lingling shook her head repeatedly, a hint of disappointment crossing her beautiful eyes.
Only Xiaowu, her eyes sparkling with surprise, smiled sweetly.
She wanted to celebrate with a victory sign, but noticed the hawkish stares from the other sisters.
She held back, forcibly suppressing the joy in her heart.
She slowly emerged from the crowd, also revealing a slip that, strikingly, also had a "6" written on it.
"Sisters, I'm grateful for your concession!"
"Hmph!"
Bi Bidong snorted, shooting Xiaowu a glare before walking out of the room.
A'yin gave Luo Yu a meaningful look with her beautiful mournful eyes and followed suit.
The Zhu Zhuqing Sisters also left in succession.
As they exited, casting one resentful look after another, Luo Yu felt quite overwhelmed.
A Wu was the last to exit, winking at her daughter.
"Xiaowu, Mom has closed the door for you."
"I'll guard the door from the outside. Don't worry; I won't let any of the sisters disturb you."
"Thank you, Mom~"
Only Luo Yu and Xiaowu were left in the room.
Luo Yu asked, "What act are you guys putting on here?"
Xiaowu pouted, her face the picture of aggrieved innocence.
"Finally we're alone, Brother Yu, don't you want to give me a hug?"
"Xiaowu has wanted to hug you for so long, it's just there were too many people before, and I was too shy."
Luo Yu chuckled and opened his arms wide.
"No big deal, come here."
Xiaowu's embrace was hotter than he had imagined; she dived straight into his arms.
Her delicate face snuggled against his chest, her pink eyes glinting with adoration, her dainty nose taking in his scent.
"Mmm, it's Brother Yu's smell."
"I've missed it for so long."
"Missed it how?" Luo Yu smiled.
"Do you even need to ask? Of course it's been on my mind and in my thoughts."
Xiaowu lightly pecked Luo Yu's face, then quickly retracted her little head, blushing from her ears down to her neck.
Even though they had been together a long time, her shyness never seemed to fade away.
"Can you now tell me what you were all up to?" Luo Yu pinched Xiaowu's soft, boneless waist.
"Eep!"
Xiaowu's eyes softened.
"Mom knows you, that bad boy, have too many women who are close to you, so she thought of a way to prevent fighting over you."
"That is, we set up numbers in advance, and then you draw lots."
"Whoever you draw gets to be with you, and the others aren't allowed to snatch you away."
Luo Yu surprisedly said, "I can only draw one per day?"
Xiaowu's lips immediately pouted, as if they could hang an oil bottle from them.
"Isn't one enough?"
"How many do you want?"
"Uh…"
Luo Yu really wanted to thump his chest and declare loudly.
A man, after all, is a warrior, and he is a warrior among warriors.
Fearless of whomever comes, he can handle several.
But he thought about it, and unless he were seeking his doom, could he really say that?
He lifted Xiaowu's chin and whispered, "The night is long, but having you alone is enough."
The pout on Xiaowu's lips instantly eased, her eyes grew hazy, and she murmured softly.
"Indeed, Brother Yu is the best."
"Xiaowu loves you the most!"
Luo Yu questioned, "Say, why are there eight of you, but I saw nine slips of paper?"
"Do you want to know what's written on that lone slip?"
"Yes, I do." Luo Yu nodded.
Xiaowu giggled, "Then give me a kiss."
Luo Yu bent down.
"Mwah."
Xiaowu, utterly satisfied, said, "The ninth slip of paper, of course, it's the eight numbers written together."
"Ah!"
Luo Yu's reflexes were incredibly fast, and he understood the meaning in an instant.
He couldn't help but let out a wail.
Why hadn't he drawn that one? To draw it would have been heaven.
"Brother Yu, are you in pain? Isn't having Xiaowu with you good enough?"
"Of course it's good."
Luo Yu explained, "Don't get me wrong, I wasn't excited just now; I was afraid, afraid of drawing that slip."
"Pfft, a man's mouth, a liar's ghost." Xiaowu lightly tapped his chest with her finger, "I don't believe you one bit."
"Speaking of which," Luo Yu said curiously, "they're willing to write on one slip for me to draw? Dong'er agreed too?"
Xiaowu laughed, "The chance of drawing that is one in nine; your hope of drawing it is slim, that's why everyone was willing to have that slip."
"I see." Luo Yu suddenly understood.
His eyes took on a mischievous glint, and a devilish smile curled upon his lips.
For others it would indeed be a one in nine chance, but his Creation God Pupil could see through anything.
Wasn't it just like choosing whichever slip he wanted?
Hiss—
This meant that…
After a long absence, Luo Yu and Xiaowu began a friendly exchange.
Meanwhile, Tang San was already standing at the hotel entrance.
"Luo Yu, it's your own fault for not being at home."
"Then don't blame me for coming over to steal someone, haha."
The corners of Tang San's mouth curled up playfully.
"I wonder if that guy Luo Yu will go insane when he comes back and discovers Xiaowu is gone, hahaha…"