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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 · วัยรุ่น
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Big Brother Bullying Little Brother?

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"Want to run?"

As Qin Mo bent over with his eyebrows raised, there was no way for Fu Jiu to run.

The smell of alcohol exuded from him as he moved, mixing with the thick scent of sandalwood.

Fu Jiu knew that she was doomed this time. She must have gone nuts to flirt with the Almighty after he drank.

The Almighty was nowhere near as rational as he normally was.

He freed one hand to press down the young man's shoulder, wanting to educate him. However, after seeing the youth's face underneath him, his whole brain was drained empty.

The only thing left was that sense of warmth buried deep down in his memory.

With such a soft-to-the-touch texture.

How would it feel to put his lips down?

Or maybe he just want to see him run while scared out of his wits.

The destructive nature in his personality became more obvious the moment he touched the sweater. His eyes were as dark as the deep nights.