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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 · Teen
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Qin Mo Is Waiting for Her to Find Him

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

At that time, Qin Mo, who was sitting at the An's dining table, didn't know what the Little Tiger he raised was going through.

He raised his head for the third time to look at the clock hanging on the wall; the preserved egg and lean meat porridge in front of him was untouched.

The young butler started to feel anxious. After all, Chairman An had instructed him to take good care of the young master for these two days. He was the only one here, apart from the chef. How could the Young Master not eat? The butler had a vague idea why the young master had a bad appetite.

He suggested in English. "Let's go to Bo's house to see Miss Jiu. After all, Mr. Bo does not have a habit of making breakfast."

Qin Mo turned his head and glanced at him, his voice faint. "Does that have anything to do with me?"