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Luo Yu gazed at the stack of notes that Bi Bidong passed to him.
Under the nervous gaze of the beautiful women around, a flash of amethyst gold light passed through the deepest part of his eyes.
He saw every bit of information on the notes as if they were transparent.
He reached out with his large hand, heading straight for one of the notes.
It was the one with everyone's names written on it.
But he didn't immediately pull the note out; instead, he deliberately showed a look of hesitation and conflict on his face.
Then he moved his hand towards the other notes as well.
When he had pulled the other notes halfway out, he stopped his hand again.
Steady as an old dog on the inside, but his face showed nothing but hesitation.
"Giggle, Brother Yu, can't decide which one to pick?" Ning Rongrong's moist lips parted in a playful chuckle.
Zhu Zhuyun scoffed lightly, "It's all your fault, insisting on drawing lots, making my husband all worried now."
Bi Bidong urged, "Honey, just pick any one at random, since you can't see anyway."
Luo Yu glared.
"How can that be okay, I must choose carefully, what if I end up picking the 'grand slam'?"
"Dream on, with a one in ten-plus chance, what kind of luck would it take for you to draw it straight away?" Bi Bidong laughed.
Luo Yu replied, "Anything's possible, what if my dream comes true?"
"Then go ahead and draw, with a one in ten-plus chance, it's not something you can just pick out like that." Bi Bidong was not at all panicked, not believing Luo Yu had such outlandish luck.
Luo Yu looked solemn, rubbed his hands together, and made a look as if praying to the god of luck.
This made the stunning beauties around him cover their mouths in amusement.
Internally, Luo Yu thought, I've played my part so well, now nobody should suspect me when I draw the 'home run'.
The less I expose my ability to see through things, the longer my benefits last!
What's this called? A white lie!
This time, he quickly pulled out one of the notes and cupped it in his hand.
Xiaowu and the other ladies quickly stepped forward, their stocking-clad legs moving elegantly, curious about whose name was written on the note.
"Brother Yu, whom did you draw?" Xue Wu's fair shoulders were exposed, and her explosive, ball-like peaks rightfully earning her the name "Ball King," she pressed closely against Luo Yu's side.
"Hurry up and look~ It's killing me!" Ning Rongrong urged.
Luo Yu, holding the note, gave Ning Rongrong a white look.
"I'm not worried, so what's your rush!"
Ning Rongrong's cheeks reddened, and she stuck out her tongue.
"I'm just concerned if it's me or not~"
"If it isn't me, I'll just go wash up and sleep."
What's it like to be surrounded by a bevy of dolled-up goddesses?
Luo Yu could smell the fresh, petal-like scent wafting to his nose, feeling a strong visual impact from the pairs of legs clad in stockings or baring pale skin right in front of him.
The beauties' faces were not only stunning, but their figures were also curvaceous and incredibly sexy.
Especially as Xue Wu pressed close against his back, that feeling...
Hiss—
Blissful!
Bi Bidong said, "Brother Yu, reveal the mystery, the sisters are all anxious to see who's the unfortunate woman tonight."
"What do you mean unfortunate? Suffering, being with me?" Luo Yu rolled his eyes.
"Sister Dong, if you don't want to suffer, let me take your place, I'm willing," Zhu Zhuyun blinked her beautiful eyes.
"Are you thinking of peaches?" Bi Bidong gave her a sidelong glance.
Luo Yu gently lifted one corner of the note cupped tightly in his hand, carefully unveiling it, showing all the women an expression full of trepidation.
Then his face burst into joy, and a sharp light filled his eyes.
"Ugh, stinky man, who did you get to make you so happy?" Bi Bidong pouted, full of jealousy.
Ning Rongrong pursed her red lips, "I want to know, which sister made Brother Yu so excited."
"I want to know too," Xiaowu said, somewhat impatiently.
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Luo Yu raised the slip of paper in his hand for the beauties to see the full list of names written on it.
"This..."
Xiaowu's moist lips formed an O shape, and her pink eyes were filled with disbelief.
Zhu Zhuyun was stunned.
"Wow! Brother Yu, what kind of godly luck is this?"
Bi Bidong was also dumbfounded.
"No... no way... My husband's luck is really that good?"
Xue Wu, Shui Yue'er, and Ye Lingling, along with the other women, couldn't believe the slip of paper in Luo Yu's hand, never having imagined this would happen on his first draw.
Did Luo Yu just hit a "home run"?
"Ahem."
Luo Yu coughed, holding his head high and puffing out his chest.
"Sorry ladies, I didn't expect to be this lucky today."
"I yield, I yield."
The hotel room was dead silent at this moment, no one making a sound.
Because before this, no one had thought that Luo Yu would really draw the grand reunion.
Now, with the women's hearts pounding, they glanced at each other from the corners of their eyes.
Those with shyer dispositions were already finding it hard to stand.
Xiaowu's heart raced, her two silver liquid stockings intertwined unnaturally, her complexion flushed.
Ye Lingling dared not meet Luo Yu's gaze anymore.
Bi Bidong bit her lip lightly, her face full of conflict.
If it were just playing "cooperation" with one or two sisters, she could manage.
But with so many people... she was a bit too shy to let loose.
Does the Female Pope have no face to save?
Of course, not everyone was nervous and blushing. In the direction of Zhu Zhuyun and A Wu, both of them clearly became somewhat abnormally excited.
Beautiful Eyes burst with uncontrollable joy.
They appeared eager to try.
Feeling the subtle atmosphere in the room, and the shy and awkward poses of the beautiful women, Luo Yu couldn't help but curve his lips into a smile.
He showed the smile of a victor.
Previously, the women had ganged up to discipline him, and now it was his turn for a counterattack, wasn't it?
"Well... husband... can we... discuss something?"
Bi Bidong approached Luo Yu languidly, her silky arms wrapping around his sturdy arm, her expression seductive, her breath as fragrant as orchids.
Luo Yu looked at her with amusement, declaring definitively, "Nope."
"But I haven't even said what it is yet, how can you say we can't discuss it~"
Bi Bidong's lips parted slightly, and she let out a trembling, numb voice that made Luo Yu's bones tingle.
Having the usually cold and majestic Empress clinging to your arm and coquettishly begging was more than any normal man could withstand.
Luo Yu almost lost his composure in that instant.
But he still distinguished between having a dish and having a table full of dishes, between being full and being stuffed.
"No discussion."
"Husband~" Bi Bidong swayed Luo Yu's arm, cooing sweetly once more.
Goodness, Luo Yu thought to himself.
Bi Bidong's coquettishness was different from Ning Rongrong's. Bi Bidong had a cold exterior with a standard mature-woman voice.
Now, with her cooing tone, it brought him a strong sense of contrast.
Luo Yu wrapped his arm around Bi Bidong's slim waist.
"Let's talk about anything tomorrow."
"Can we turn off the lights now?"
Luo Yu raised the slip of paper full of names in his hand, scanning the room full of goddesses with his gaze.
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