《Sorcerer In The Women’s World》Sorcerer In The Women's World
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Welsh held Alice's hand, wanting to leave before anyone could react.
Just as the two of them turned around, the 'male netizen' who had been standing by the side spoke.
"What kind of place do you think this is? Do you think you can come and go as you please?"
Hearing this, Welsh and Alice frozed. They stopped walking towards the door.
Then, a term appeared in their minds at the same time.
'Transvestite?!'
The two of them slowly turned their heads stiffly to look at the source of the sound.
Sure enough, they saw that the 'male netizen' was constantly removing stuff from his body.
After groping around his neck for a while, he tore off something that looked like silicone.
Welsh and Alice, who were stunned on the spot, took a closer look. As expected, 'Alice's male netizen' did not have an Adam's apple.
The 'male netizen' did not stop his hand movement. He reached his hand into his clothes again, groped back and forth, and took out a long white cloth.
After seeing such a scene of a man turning into a woman, Alice, who was standing next to Welsh, was dumbfounded.
She immediately knew what was going on.
She had been deceived from beginning to end!
In the morning, Alice thought that she was about to have a relationship that was sent from heaven.
In the end, what fell from the heaven was not love, but a heavy bomb that knocked Alice out.
When she saw the 'handsome netizen' ordering a lot of expensive drinks, she knew that she might have been deceived. But she did not know that she had been deceived so thoroughly.
Alice watched the 'transvestite' take off her disguise one by one and suddenly felt like having a mental breakdown.
This online love, other than the love was fake, the gender was not even real!
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More importantly, what she touched the whole day was not a man's hand but a woman's hand!
At that time, she was still a little puzzled as to why a man's hand would be so big and rough.
Therefore, she even found a lot of reasons for this 'netizen' in her heart, such as he came from a poor family background or his family preference for girls over boys, so boys had to work since young, causing him to have a pair of thick and rough 'woman's hands' in the long run.
At that time, she even felt sorry for him for a long time.
In the end, it was not that it looked like a pair of women's hands, it was in fact a pair of women's hands.
Alice, who remembered that she had been elated at the thought of touching a boy's hand so easily earlier, felt her innocent teenage heart being ravaged severely.
She felt that she would not fall in love online in the future, and there would be no more love...
She suddenly remembered the evening news that she had seen before: one must be careful in an online relationship.
The news said that some people had been deceived in an online relationship, and only found out that the other party was a woman when they arrived at the place. There were even some people who could not tell the gender of the other party after they had sex.
When she saw the news at that time, she thought it was very funny, thinking that only a fool would fall for such a trap.
In the end...
"The fool is me," Alice thought to herself.
On the other side, Welsh frowned when he heard what the 'transvestite' had said.
"What do you want?"
"Hehe..."
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The 'transvestite' sneered and said, "Nothing much. It's just that your sister owes us a lot of money. Either you quickly return the money, or you can forget about walking out of this door so easily!"
Hearing the other party's words, Alice immediately responded agitatedly.
"No money! You ordered all the wine and I didn't drink a single sip. Why should I pay for it now?"
The 'transvestite' did not get angry when she heard what Alice had said. Instead, she laughed.
"No money? Fine, even if you don't have money..."
Alice frowned. She let us off so easily?
On the other side, Welsh looked at her expressionlessly, knowing that she would definitely raise other conditions.
As expected, the 'transvestite' suddenly turned her gaze to Welsh and said with interest, "You're indeed quite handsome. So as long as you're willing to stay to pay off the debt, I can pretend that the 500,000 dollars didn't happen."
"And if you're willing to stay and make me satisfied,. I can even let you be my 23rd boyfriend. When that time comes, let alone 500,000, even if it's 5 million, I won't even blink. What do you think?"
The transvestite said as she looked at Welsh with drooling eyes, as if she had seen a rare treasure.
"Impossible!"
Alice and Welsh answered in unison.
"I didn't drink a single mouthful of your wine, so I didn't need to give you any money to begin with. Moreover, you disguised as a man and cheated me of my feelings. I haven't even settled the score with you yet! Also..."
Alice's tone was very agitated, she sounded like a hen whose chick had been stolen, her entire body was filled with the desire to fight.
"Most importantly, no one can think of hurting my brother!"
Welsh, who was standing at the side, suddenly felt a little touched by Alice's words.
He had initially thought that by saving Alice back home, he would have completed the mission.
It was not because she was so important to him, but more to make a contribution to the predecessor of this body.
But when he heard Alice's words, he knew that he did have family in this life and a lot of them...
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