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

Mo Shangjun moved her right hand, answering with a tone light as a cloud, breezy as the wind.


Ya Tianxing slightly raised his eyes, praising her without a trace of change in his expression, "Impressive."


Nodding slightly, Mo Shangjun modestly accepted the compliment.


But Mo Shangjun seemed as if she hadn't seen it, touched her nose, and sat back down calmly.


Even if it hurt, it was her suffering. Was there any point in scowling for others to see?


Already in a foul mood, Mo Shangjun found her mood worsen upon encountering his less-than-satisfactory attitude. She took off her jacket and tossed it to him, then couldn't be bothered to look at him again.


Ya Tianxing caught the jacket without getting angry. He glanced at the military doctor who was watching from the side, signaling for him to quickly redress Mo Shangjun's wounds.


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