Fruit Store's Bottle

This is a hot-blooded story.
This is a story of growth.
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Mo Shangjun, after an extraordinary encounter with a cunning fox, was as beautiful as a vase.
Rumor had it, she was capricious, crafty, a living rogue!
Ya Tianxing, the mysterious captain of the Ace Special Warfare, was as handsome as a devil.
Rumor had it, he was callous, brutal, a living tyrant!
In reality—
Both were high-level "appearance supremacists"!
The day they met, she was hanging onto Ace's shoulder with a hooligan’s flair, yet her words were earnestly persuasive, "If you want me, it's not impossible, but first, you've got to pay with your charm!"
"Deal!"
The gavel came down.
Thus, the emotional journey of the old fox and the young rogue began amidst a different type of fervor.
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This is the story of two fiends, and when fiends clash head-on, if they want to avoid a life-or-death struggle, then the only option is to enjoy a thorough feast!
This is also a story of youthful ardor, with blood and tears. When the youth facing no regrets meets an increasingly powerful nation, what reason do we have not to be passionately stirred?
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We love our country, so we have no regrets drenching our past weaknesses with sweat;
We love our country, so we selflessly guard the lives of strangers with our blood.
——Mo Shangjun
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[The Chapter of Passion]
"Relying on oneself is too exhausting. Having a belief makes life a bit easier."
——What is your belief?
——You.

How Young Master Quan Pursues His Wife

The men of the second squad had never been so grateful for the presence of Mo Shangjun as they were now.


A signal to "assemble," like a royal pardon, saw the neatly formed three columns of troops surge toward them.


In the blink of an eye, the 36 warriors of the second squad stood in three columns, and even though many were gasping for breath from exhaustion, each of them kept their spine ramrod straight.


Standing at the front of the formation, Mo Shangjun's face was expressionless as her gaze swept over them one by one.


Most were at the limit of their physical strength, so much so that even standing was unsteady, supported solely by sheer willpower.


Lin Qi stood at the end of the first row, his gaze fixed coldly on Mo Shangjun.


Just two words from Mo Shangjun's mouth set the entire second squad free.


However, faced with such welcome news, the men of the second squad stared in disbelief.


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