I Can See The Success Rate

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After finishing the last pair of chicken wings, Bai Wu sat on the sofa with satisfaction.

At this time, Di Qingqing and Mu Yier were both interjecting with tissues.

Bai Wu rolled his eyes and suddenly asked with a smile, "Yi'er, Qingqing, is KFC delicious?"

"Shut up!"

"Shut up!"

Mu Yier and Di Qing glared fiercely at Bai Wu, and scolded them in unison.

Bai Wu hurriedly closed his mouth.

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered!

After a short rest, Bai Wu began to clear the coffee table.

No, it should be said that he took the initiative to clean up the coffee table.

After all, responsible men are always more likely to be favored by girls, right?

Mu Yi'er looked at Bai Wu who was burying his head in cleaning the coffee table, and a touch of warmth and smile appeared on that beautiful face.

"I'm here to help too..."

Mu Yier said, trying to get up from the sofa, but Bai Wu didn't give her a chance to get up.

He stretched out his hand and pressed her back again.

"Yi'er, just take a good rest and leave everything to me!" Bai Wu said softly.

Mu Yier bit her lip, blushed and looked strange, suddenly silent.

"Huh? Yier, what's wrong?"

Noticing Mu Yi'er's strange face, Bai Wu was stunned for a moment, questioning, his brows suddenly raised, "What, why is it so soft?"

The left hand involuntarily grabbed twice.

soft……

big……

"Is this!!!?"

Bai Wu's eyes widened, a bold guess emerged spontaneously, and he hurriedly lowered his head.

And this time!

"Yeah!!!" Mu Yi'er exclaimed in shame.

"What's the matter, Sister Mu, what happened!?" Di Qingqing looked over at the first time with a worried face.

Then.

I saw Bai Wu's left hand pressing on Mu Yi'er's chest.

Not only that, this sinful hand is now grasping on top of one of Mu Yi'er's towering peaks.

"you you you you……"

Di Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then shouted at Bai Wu with a face full of horror and anger: "You damned fellow, you can't let go of Sister Mu's, ah, ah..."

As Di Qingqing spoke, his voice suddenly stuttered.

Stuttering, her voice gradually lowered, and her face gradually turned red, and finally, a faint mosquito sound, "Chest..."

"Hey, hehe... misunderstanding, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, this is definitely a misunderstanding!"

Bai Wu smiled awkwardly and hurriedly explained: "Yi Er, you have to believe me, I definitely didn't do it on purpose, I just didn't want you to be too tired, I just wanted to press you. Just go back to the sofa!"

"Hmm, um..." Mu Yi'er's face turned blood red, she lowered her head, and replied tremblingly.

"real!"

Bai Wu raised his right hand, raised his right hand in front of him, and said, "I really didn't mean it! Really! I swear!"

"Well..." Mu Yi'er still tremblingly replied.

"Smelly Bai Wu! Why don't you hurry up and let go of your dirty hands from Sister Mu's... it!" Di Qingqing shouted angrily with a blushing face.

"what?"

Bai Wu was stunned for a moment.

one second.

two seconds.

Three seconds.

After being stunned for three seconds, Bai Wu looked down.

Only then did he realize that his left hand was still on Mu Yi'er's right chest.

Involuntarily, he grabbed it twice.

Mu Yier raised her head suddenly, her face was blood red, her eyes widened, she looked at Bai Wu in disbelief and shame.

"No, no, no, I was really unintentional just now..."

Bai Wu's explanation sounds so weak.

Mu Yi'er bit her lip and said tremblingly, "I, I...you, you, please let me go!!!"

"Yes!"

Bai Wu reluctantly withdrew his sinful left hand.

Mu Yier's face was blood red, her hands hurriedly hugged her chest, curled up on the sofa, and lowered her head in shame, not daring to look directly at Bai Wu.

And Di Qingqing directly hugged Mu Yier, who was curled up into a ball, into her arms.

At the same time, his eyes widened, and he stared at Bai Wu with a 'fierce spirit'.

A pair of disagreements and Bai Wu die together.

0  …for flowers  …

Bai Wu scratched his head in embarrassment, "Cough, Yier, I really really really didn't mean it just now!"

"You are a beast!" Di Qingqing spurned.

"No, I was really unintentional just now..."

"You're an embryo!" Di Qingqing spat out another mouthful.

"I really am..."

"You are a pervert!"

"I……"

"You are a lecher!

"..."

"You are the Yin Demon!"

"..."

Oh my gosh!

Wrongful, really wronged!

it's here.

Bai Wu dared to touch his right chest and swear.

0

"I really didn't mean it!"

85.23%!

"God's 85.23%! Shouldn't it be 100%? I really didn't mean it just now!"

Bai Wu had black lines all over his face.

At last.

Under Di Qingqing's glare, Bai Wu neatly cleaned the coffee table, and then left the villa with two big bags of garbage in a sullen state.

"I'm sure Yi'er isn't angry, right?"

Bai Wu threw the two large bags of garbage to the garbage collection point, thinking over and over again in his mind.

100%!

"Huh, it's fine if you don't get angry..."

Bai Wu breathed a sigh of relief, and his nervous mood instantly relaxed.

After wandering around in the garden of the villa for a few minutes, Bai Wu returned to the villa.

When he came to the living room, the living room was quiet.

It must be because of the two sprains in a row, Mu Yier and Di Qingqing huddled on the sofa and fell asleep.

Bai Wu shook his head.

Quietly left the living room, went to the upstairs room to get a quilt, and gently covered the two of them.

Bai Wu bent down and gently tapped on Mu Yi'er's smooth and white forehead.

Then, he turned to look at Di Qingqing.

He hesitated for a few seconds.

Then, without discrimination, he also tapped on her forehead.

Seeing Mu Yier and Di Qingqing sleeping, the corners of Bai Wu's mouth raised slightly.

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