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 had an excellent ability to remember things instantly, but she didn't possess the skill to permanently remember a string of numbers after seeing it a few times.


She heard rustling sounds, but no one speaking.


Mo Shangjun waited a full ten seconds, and just as she hadn't heard any movement and was about to hang up the phone, she heard a noise—


The voice was clear and male, seemingly not much older than her, and also somewhat familiar.


"Who is this?" Mo Shangjun withdrew her hand and asked lazily.


Because she was on speakerphone, Mo Shangjun didn't wait in place. After asking offhandedly, she turned and walked towards the desk across from her.


"I am Mu Cheng, looking for Commander Lang."


This time, the voice from the other end came quickly.


123, the bud of love has not yet grown_1