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 took a couple of glances at Mo Shangjun and couldn't help but let the corners of his mouth lift in amusement. This girl loved to play her cunning tricks in such situations.


Of course, it was all in good fun, and... quite cute, actually.


"Let's go with the second-to-last item."


After putting down the list, Ya Tianxing offered his suggestion.


"..." Ya Tianxing paused, looking at her speechlessly, "You're asking me just to eliminate options?"


Glancing at the hot milk in her cup, Mo Shangjun's eyes darkened slightly, "Can't help it, the elderly are rather superficial."


Ya Tianxing gave her a sidelong glance, "Drink it."


After a moment's hesitation, Mo Shangjun looked disdainfully at the cup in her hand and said solemnly, "This milk thing—"


"Can show care for your subordinates," Ya Tianxing interjected brusquely.


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