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 second half had just begun, and Second Company was nearly twenty points behind, but—


Once the ball reached Mo Shangjun's or Ya Tianxing's hands, it was pretty much just about passing and shooting.


Ya Tianxing stood leisurely beyond the three-point line, watching Mo Shangjun's playful maneuvers in the center of the court, and couldn't help but show a trace of amusement in his gaze.


If Mo Shangjun had the guts to play, it meant her skills were decent, and in fact, her proficiency wasn't just decent. With her leading Second Company alone, they effortlessly turned the tables.


Occasionally, Mo Shangjun would send a pass his way, and all Ya Tianxing had to do was ensure the ball made it into the basket.


So there they were, the spectators from both companies, silently watching their performance.


Eventually, finding it dull, they gathered together to gossip.


"That officer, is he Mo Shangjun's boyfriend?"


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