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

"So, how do you want to thank me for my cooperation?"


A warm breath sprayed onto my ear, itchy and alleviating the piercing cold.


Mo Shangjun paused as she massaged her wrist, slightly lifting her eyelids, and with a quick sweep of her eyes in the dim light, she could faintly make out the contour of Ya Tianxing's face, the sharp and distinct features as clear as if etched in a painting.


After a brief pause, Mo Shangjun curled her lips upward, tone ominous, "Offering myself in return?"


"Very well," Ya Tianxing nodded unhurriedly.


Mo Shangjun raised her eyebrows, the murderous look in her eyes flaring up as she swept her elbow towards his chest.


Either already prepared or just quick to react, Ya Tianxing turned to the side, avoiding her strike and ending up right behind her. He stretched out his arm and circled it around her waist, pulling tightly and drawing her into his embrace.


088、Offer Yourself in Marriage_1