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

A cool and aloof silhouette, based on the figure, it must be a woman leaning against a tree, her arms crossed over her chest, with an 88-type sniper rifle hanging over her right shoulder.


Feeling appraised, the woman turned her head, meeting her gaze.


The sky was still dark and deep, however, by the dim light, Mo Shangjun was able to make out the other's appearance.


Wearing a helmet, with short, choppy hair, a few strands sticking to her forehead and neck, features refined, very pretty, high level of recognition, her eyes long and narrow, slightly squinted, with a faint discerning look.


At first glance, she seemed very dangerous and mysterious, but upon closer inspection, she did not seem to have much of a presence. Her aura was inwardly drawn, blending seamlessly with the surrounding environment. Although she clearly stood out once noticed, she was like a ghostly presence before being discovered.


069, you can call me Queen_1