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

The door was not locked, and the key she had taken out was not needed, so she simply pushed the door open and entered.


When she entered, the lights in the room were already off, and Ji Ruonan's bunk moved slightly, but there was no sound.


Mo Shangjun pretended not to notice and, using the streetlight shining through the window, found the closet, took out a new set of training clothes, and then walked towards the balcony.


Just as she reached the balcony, she heard Ji Ruonan's reminder.


Mo Shangjun paused slightly, responded, and then entered the balcony.


She hadn't planned to take a hot shower anyway.


She needed to cool down, to calm herself.


It was early April, and the weather was turning better, but the night was still cool.


Having finished bathing with a chill over her, Mo Shangjun walked straight to her own bunk.


139. Add a meal for Mo Shangjun [Second post]_1