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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 · 若者
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Fu Jiu hadn't expected that embrace.

It only dawned on her when the warmth of his chest spread across her face.

The sweater brushed her face as the Almighty's other hand caressed her head and the world seemed to quieten down.

When someone was so absurdly close to another, only their heartbeats could be heard.

The airport was where people sent others off.

Hence, the sight of a handsome man with a youngster in his arms wasn't out of the ordinary, but Deputy Zhang thought otherwise about the scene in front of him.

Unlike Feng Yi, he had never experienced such things, it was the first time he saw Young Master Qin hugging anyone.

Their appearance was definitely a treat for the eyes, it wasn't just their faces, even their figure, air, and dressing.

Even with Bo Jiu buried deep in Qin Mo's chest, those passing could still catch a glimpse of the white cat who Bo Jiu carried and who was sandwiched between both of them.