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National School Prince Is A Girl

Fu Jiu appears to be a normal lad in high school on the surface. But in fact, she (Yes! She!) is the hacker, Z, a villain-terminator in the online world of an alternate world. Having reincarnated into the body of a woman and being forced to disguise herself as a young man, she reigns over the game world, fights for justice, and puts a spell on all the girls around with her innate charm. However, her flirting comes across as gay to the rich Almighty Qin and his inner circle. Over time, the Almighty Qin falls for him… her. Has he turned gay for him… her? Now, that's confusing! Keywords: Rebirth, Face-slapping, Online gaming, Pet lover, Hacking, Chocolate-flavored lollipop Sugary Scene: Fu Jiu said, "Almighty Qin, do you have a girlfriend?" Qin Mo lowered his laptop. "No." Fu Jiu lowered her voice and started flirting carelessly. "You have one now, me." Upon hearing that, Qin Mo pounced on Fu Jiu domineeringly! Fu Jiu was stunned. "Wait, what are you doing?" Qin Mo replied, "Exercising my boyfriend rights." Please support us on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/henyeetranslationsNSPG If we hit certain milestones, we will release more chapters in a mass release as well as increase the release rate!

Zhan Qishao · Adolescente
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The Almighty smiled, his breath splashing onto her ear, teasing her.

Bo Jiu tilted her head. "I'm in the crossroad of hot and cold because of your teasing. This isn't good for my body."

Qin Mo stiffened, caught off guard by her response. He planted a kiss on her forehead. "What about now?"

"Hot." Bo Jiu smiled. "Brother Mo, I just ate a piece of candy. Do you want to kiss? It would definitely be sweet."

Qin Mo pulled off a layer of quilt, his beautifully arched brows lifted upwards. "In your dreams, you little ruffian."

"You are a ruffian if we don't even kiss while sleeping on the same bed." Bo Jiu reached out to get fresh air, her face flushed. She still wanted to kick off the quilt.

The moment she moved, Qin Mo pressed down on her legs, his voice low and dim. "Are you trying to get a cold?"

"The quilt is thick." Bo Jiu wanted to hug him without the quilt as obstruction. He was too distant right now.