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

Realizing something, Lin Qi flipped over and sat up.


However, Mo Shangjun had already, with an extremely dashing posture, flipped out from the fourth-floor window.


She hadn't even put on a coat, her palms pressed against the bed, and she leaped down.


Taking large strides to the window, she nervously leaned out but did not see the worrying scene she expected.


The sky was pitch black, but a road had been built below, with streetlights along it, bright enough to illuminate the surroundings.


Looking down, the space was empty; there were bushes, the road, streetlights, an open area, but no sign of Mo Shangjun.


Lin Qi furrowed her brows, feeling that something was off, her gaze swept forward and, to her shock, she saw Mo Shangjun sliding down a drainpipe on one side. The drainpipe was about two meters away from here, jumping over was not impossible.


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