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

The second platoon's energy exploded like a microcosm, making them the first to arrive at the campsite.


The encampments of the other two platoons were about two kilometers away from them, among which, the third platoon was the closest to them. Mo Shangjun estimated the distance according to the map—it should be less than two kilometers.


Mo Shangjun, who was trailing behind the team, was the last to arrive.


As she approached, she was greeted by the second platoon's eager and earnest gazes, as if the only thing missing was tears of joy in their eyes.


Mo Shangjun felt a chill due to such an unusually enthusiastic stare.


Seeing their curiosity piqued, Mo Shangjun didn't play games but issued her command directly, "Set up camp first, meeting at 5:30."


At that moment, everyone stood up straight and shouted the reply with vigor.


One shout almost seemed to make the whole mountain quiver.


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