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

All who arrived were a squad of people who stayed behind.


Unable to confirm Mo Shangjun's identity, they specifically rushed over to verify, but were still a step too late.


After Ya Tianxing boarded the helicopter, he didn't mention this matter to Mo Shangjun.


The helicopter's cabin was spacious, and Mo Shangjun found a seat at random, now staring boredly at the door. Seeing him come up, she lifted her eyelids slightly, her thoughts unknown.


Ya Tianxing walked over and sat down beside her.


After a while, he noticed that Mo Shangjun hadn't moved an inch, the cabin door was already closed, yet her gaze remained there.


"Meditating?" Ya Tianxing offered her a piece of chocolate.


Only then did Mo Shangjun glance at him.


She took the chocolate, broke it, unwrapped it, and said indifferently, "Thinking."


After eating a small piece of chocolate, Mo Shangjun tossed the rest back to him.


"Thinking about what?" Ya Tianxing asked casually.


102, absolutely impressive! Making you proud!_1