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What?! The gamemaster and the top player are dating?! [BL]

Getting thrown into a volcanic mountain? Stalked by bloodthirsty creatures? Hunted by people who love pitchforks and fire? Finding yourself participating in a ghost festival? This was normal. Well, at least, according to Huang Zhihao a.k.a. Mastermo, the world’s most famous and beloved pro-gamer. A hardworking youth whose first love was gaming. At an age, where he should be dating and attending business parties with his father, you’ll find him holed up in his room, enjoying his favorite game: T.I.A.D. He had always aimed to be at the top of the pro-gamers list and now that he had achieved that goal, he had a new ambition: To beat the Gamemaster of T.I.A.D. An online RPG released with the help of VR technology, a game that became an overnight sensation because of its marketing strategy. A simple strategy where they gave out a cash prize of a million dollars to anyone who stands first at winning the game. All you have to do is beat the Gamemaster, an unknown man who is respected by all and has also, unfortunately, become the target of their weapons. Unexpectedly, Huang Zhihao had fallen in love with the anonymous Gamemaster whom he had to kill! Join Zhihao on his journey where he fights monsters, meets new people, unravels many plot twists, and finds love. "It was.....you??" Zhihao asks in shock, as if, he hadn't guessed it already. -Filled with adventure. -A slow burn. -More story-based -Filled with fluff (Try not to die from the sweetness) -no smut lol For the rest, you can read the story and find out. It won't disappoint \(^~^)/

cherlyswan · LGBT+
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Li Ling and Zhihao's drinking limit

Zhihao looked at the red-colored drink that was suddenly poured into his wine glass in a daze. He couldn't remember how many glasses he had before this and he didn't seem to care as he carelessly picked it up and swirled it around before sipping the delicious red wine. 

Red wine was perhaps the only wine he ever liked. White wine was always a bit too sour for him, while red wine had the perfect blend of sweet and sour. He liked it and knew that his alcohol tolerance was high so there was no way he was going to stop anytime soon. 

He would try to fool himself by constantly repeating it in his mind that he was good with alcohol and he was going to stop if he starts getting drunk, but one look at his face and people would be able to tell that he was drunk. 

His eyes were slightly red and puffy as he looked at the man sitting across him. The man seemed to be a bit more sober than him, although he had clearly drunk more.