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The Return of the God Level Assassin [BL]

As soon as Luo Yan graduated, he immediately got an offer from a prestigious gaming company. He thought all his hard work finally paid off. And he would finally reach the pinnacle of life. But then, on his first day of work, a potted plant fell on his head and he died. Surprisingly, when he thought he would cross the Yellow River, he suddenly woke up and found himself in the body of a 17 year old boy. This body had the same name as him but completely different background. Because the original was the second young master of the Luo family - one of the most powerful family in S City. Luo Yan almost cried. God probably took pity on him and decided to give him a loving family with a wealthy background. He didn't have to work hard anymore. Studying like his life depended on it and pretending to be a holy father just to cater to people. So Luo Yan decided to be a salted fish and just shamelessly sell meng. A certain male god who always bought Luo Yan's meng: Yan Yan is so cute! Why is Yan Yan so cute?? Cold faced on the outside, a cinnamon roll on the inside Gong X Super beautiful, black-belly Shou.

Tyramisu · LGBT+
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PASSING CONVERSATIONS

A DAY after the finals, Luo Yan and Luo Jin were back to school. The two haven't yet entered their respective teaching building but they could already here the students around them discussing the finals of Arcadia's Rookie Carnival.

"Have you watched the Rookie Carnival this weekend?"

"Yeah, how could I miss it? I even bought a ticket to the coliseum!"

"How lucky! I also tried to buy a ticket but it was already sold out. I could only watch the game from a live broadcast."

"That's such a shame. Watching it in the Floating Coliseum was definitely worth it. Even though I'm in my avatar form, I could feel my blood boiling because of excitement."

"I understand. I only watch the live broadcast and I was already on the edge of my seat. What more if I was there myself?"

While this side was talking about the matches, on the other side, a different kind of conversation was happening.