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

Seeing the person who had suddenly appeared behind him gave Yan Gui a start, sending a chill through his body.


For a moment, he felt as if he had died once already.


It was the man who had just killed him with a single shot.


Dressed in jungle camouflage, the garb on this man highlighted his robustness, domineering presence, and the ironblooded nature, yet it did not conform to the typical image of a stern and aloof soldier. Instead, it was more of a wild charm. With a raised eyebrow and a glance, his gaze swept across and imposed a heart-quaking pressure, inadvertently revealing an aura of danger and killing intent, imperceptible but constantly tingling at the nerves of others.


Yan Gui believed he had seen his fair share of military men, even knowing some special force soldiers, but none had ever given him such a suffocating feeling.


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