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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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Hug? Kiss? Or Sex?

編集者: Henyee Translations

Although her blood started to surge from the chilly touch, the blood flow around her heart seemed slower than usual.

Fu Jiu tilted her head to the side, avoiding his roaming fingers, but the feeling still lingered on her lips. She used the back of her palms to give it a rub before smiling. "A little, Brother Mo, if I turn gay from your constant seduction, you would have to take responsibility."

Qin Mo's eyes darkened but he kept the stance. "I'll take responsibility, keeping you here would be well suited."

Fu Jiu: Was he serious? Isn't he sacrificing too much just to interrogate her?

"How are you going to make me pay?" Qin Mo arched a brow, signaling for her continue.

She was completely unprepared, rattling anything that came to mind.

Qin Mo saw through her thoughts, his gaze chilling. He moved his left hand, lowering his voice. "A Hug? Kiss? Or… sex?"