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

Mo Shangjun replied indifferently with two words.


Mo Shangjun followed with a listless air.


After walking for a few more minutes, Mo Shangjun suddenly asked, "What's the story with those two?"


Upon hearing this, Ya Tianxing paused, then leisurely counter-asked, "Aren't you and the Gun King in mutual admiration? Didn't you find out anything?"


"If she were like you, I might have been able to find out something." Mo Shangjun shrugged.


Ya Tianxing turned around, asking with interest.


Languidly raising an eyebrow, Mo Shangjun calmly answered, "Superficial."


Ya Tianxing chuckled lightly, then took a step towards her and extended the military saber in front of her.


A twitch crossed Mo Shangjun's lips, but instead of taking the military saber, she flipped her hand and drew the one hanging at her waist.


073, Let's communicate, how should I pursue you_1