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

"You're not here to plead for them, are you?" Mo Shangjun turned her body to face him directly.


That squinting, lightly smiling facade, when seen by Lang Yan, was truly terrifying.


"No! Absolutely not!" Lang Yan cut in decisively to declare his stance, unwaveringly saying, "Those little brats... deserve punishment! Deserve punishment!"


"That's good to hear." Mo Shangjun took two steps forward, raised her hand to pat his shoulder, and said amiably, "The gun will trouble you to return."


Lang Yan felt like he suddenly became her errand boy.


"By the way," Mo Shangjun withdrew her hand and looked up at him, "training starts tomorrow. No problems, right?"


108, Damn, is it ever going to end?!_2