
Genshin Impact: A Newborn System, Tormenting Hu Tao Since Childhood
原神,初生系统,从小迫害胡桃
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 414k Words
- Genre
- Anime Fanfiction
- Updated
- 9mo ago
- Source
- Fanqie
Synopsis
Other names
- Genshin Impact: With a Newly Awakened System, I Tease Tao and Furina原神,初生系统的我,玩桃弄芙Alternate title on Fanqie
195Chapters
109Reads
6.5Score
10Listens
109.3kReads · all time
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Reader comments 54
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Okay, okay, it's a very light and sweet story. I really like the author's depiction of scenery, but every time the protagonist makes a deliberate move, Hu Tao keeps blushing or something. One or two is fine, but if there are more, it's a bit samey. There is also a punishment for mission failure. I see only one here. Then why don't you refuse some of them? Some of the slaps on the buttocks without consent are a little too much. The rewards for that mission are not generous, I think.
Summary: The mission of this system is really **… But then again () I won't say much else. I suggest you jump directly to 77, and Funina will just watch half of it. Putting aside the above, it's okay.
She stared at the blurred ink stain, her brows furrowed into knots, her lips pursed, and her eyes slowly turned red. "It's okay, it's okay, I'll wipe it for you!" Hu Tao quickly took out a handkerchief to help her wipe it, but Qile deliberately took a step forward. He reached out and took the small notebook into his hand, pretending to flip through it: "This character is written crookedly. It's just blurry. Let's rewrite it." He deliberately spoke in an understatement, but Qiqi became anxious and reached out to grab it: "Give it back to Qiqi! That's Qiqi's notebook!" "No." Qile took half a step back and deliberately raised the notebook. "You will forget it even if you remember it. There is no use keeping it." He knew that these words touched her sore point - Qiqi had a bad memory. Relying on this small notebook to remember things, these words made her feel more uncomfortable than robbing her of coconut milk. Sure enough, Qiqi couldn't grab the book, and hearing what he said made her eyes even redder with anxiety. His little shoulders shook, and tears fell on the back of his hands with a "pop" sound. She was a zombie, so she shouldn't have shed tears so easily, but she was probably too impatient. The tears fell quickly and urgently, flowing down the cheeks, hitting the stone steps, and leaving small wet marks. "Ugh... My notebook... Can't remember it..." Her mouth was pursed, her voice sounded like crying, her little hands were clenched tightly, tears kept falling, and she looked pitiful. [Target status detected: Strongly wronged (meeting requirements), in tears. Mission accomplished!
It's really sweet. It makes my skeleton soldier's body feel warm when I look at it.
Detoxify everyone, the best listening experience, skip the poor Qiqi from the first chapter to the next chapter until Hu Tao's birthday, then directly start from chapter 141, until the end of the "morning" chapter, the absolute best viewing experience has been personally tested, the experience of testing the poison In fact, I have read it for more than 20 hours, but I deleted the first comment and then commented again.
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After reading the first few chapters, I found it to be an easy daily text, not the kind of brainless system text, but a very good one with a system. Personally, I think the content can be rated four and a half stars. Also, the author inspired me to open the second volume of my own book at the beginning, and I hope we can have time to communicate with each other.
Keep looking good ❤️ ❤️ It's not Hu Tao who is the single heroine, so why don't you cs with Hu Tao like that?
The author followed me and took the photo 😄
It looks pretty good so far [thoughts]