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

She hadn't intended to look, but a sweep of her gaze caught a familiar phrase, causing her to pause.


Looking closely, she saw her own phone number.


Was this... the nickname Ya Tianxing had given her?


For no reason in particular, Mo Shangjun felt a slight embarrassment.


A moment later, she scrolled up the screen, pretending not to have seen it, thought for a bit, and then decided to call her mentor again.


After about twenty seconds, the call was answered.


"Who's this?" an impatient voice came from the other end.


"Old man, I'm calling to wish you a Happy New Year," Mo Shangjun began slowly.


There was a pause on the other end, followed by a sarcastic remark, "What, you finally remembered that you have an old man like me?"


Mo Shangjun kept a straight face, "I've been thinking about you all the time."


"...Really?" That obviously skeptical tone was quite awkward.


Mo Shangjun laughed, affirming, "Really."


095, Girl, you've been challenged [Second update]_3