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

As it turned out, the instructor was overthinking it.


After Mo Shangjun entered, she only called out "Report," then stood at attention.


Zhong Ru put down the documents in his hands and coldly looked up to size up Mo Shangjun. Seeing her calm and collected demeanor, without a hint of admitting her mistake, he suddenly became even more infuriated, as if fuel had been poured on the fire, causing his rage to burn even fiercer.


"Deputy Company Commander Mo, do you realize how valuable a sniper is?"


Zhong Ru suppressed his voice, speaking very slowly, and tapped his finger on the desk to emphasize his point.


"You know!" Zhong Ru slammed his palm on the desk, his tone suddenly becoming stern, "Have you ever considered what impact it would have on his career prospects if he gets injured now? Such a valuable sniper might very well miss the chance to join the special forces because of this injury!"


134, do you know you were wrong?_1