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 sized her up and suddenly felt that she had overestimated her.


When confronted with problems, blaming others to console oneself and to reduce self-criticism was reasonable.


But, it was those easily swayed by emotions who would do so.


Smart people could suppress their emotions with rationality and analyze problems calmly and correctly.


She had thought Sheng Xia belonged to the latter category, but the current behavior of rashly seeking to blame others revealed a complete lack of grace, quite like a clown in a circus.


"Since ancient times, all's fair in war," Mo Shangjun said indifferently, withdrawing her gaze. "Talking about despicability, you, planning to betray your teammates, make me feel inferior by comparison."


Not deigning to argue with such a person any longer, Mo Shangjun didn't care about Sheng Xia's contorted face from anger, walking into the jungle with calm and composure.


092, She celebrates the New Year with me [Second Update]_1