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

He felt that he had been sniped by Ya Tianxing's gaze.


Recognizing the situation, he took two steps back, "Cough, Captain, Yuqiu seems to be looking for me, I'll go over there first, call me anytime if you need anything."


Before the sound of his words faded, Mu Cheng disappeared at the doorway.


Ya Tianxing slowly retracted his gaze, but as it swept over the cell phone, he couldn't help pausing for an instant.


In the eyes of others, Second Squad had achieved a complete turnaround, but in Mo Shangjun's view, there was no such consciousness as "Second Squad is inferior to First Squad." Since both squads were from the Reconnaissance Camp, the fact that Second Squad had two fewer spots than First Squad amounted to a certain degree of failure.


Who knew how she would make people suffer.


After hanging up the phone, Mo Shangjun focused her gaze on the roster in her hand.


123, the bud of love has not yet grown_2