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

"Why all the sudden attention? What are you plotting?"


Ya Tianxing was taken aback, his fingers rapping on the table surface leisurely, "Being nicer to you spares me from nitpicking."


With a chuckle, Mo Shangjun stood up straight, her eyebrows raised, "Fine then."


It didn't matter what his ultimate purpose was, so long as he provided a reason, and as long as she followed his wishes accordingly, no one owed anyone anything.


"What do you want to eat tonight?" Ya Tianxing asked.


Biting into an apple, Mo Shangjun replied earnestly, "Boiled chicken."


Once their conversation was over, it was also about time.


To avoid any suspicion, Mo Shangjun left first to head to the classroom while Ya Tianxing was responsible for tidying up the room.


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