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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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1186 Chs

MYSTERY NOTIFICATION

LUO YAN stared at the guy steadily holding him from the back.  He was wearing all black, the design was like that of a ninja or something.  The lower half of his face was covered.  Only that familiar cold eyes were seen.  Despite those eyes being pure black instead of the familiar blue or even the light amethyst of his real gave avatar, Luo Yan knew that this guy was most likely Shen Ji Yun.

Just looked at those eyes with almost no emotion in them.  Not to mention that voice.  Even if he was given the role of an NPC with completely different facial features, Luo Yan was sure he wouldn't be wrong.  He wondered why.  When did he become so familiar with this awkward expressionless guy that he could recognize him just by his eyes and voice?

He hadn't had time to think of the answer because Shen Ji Yun carefully held his stabbed arm.  

"This might hurt a bit," he whispered.