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 loud and powerful shout mixed with a stern tone.


Having worn the right-side earphone for quite a while, Mo Shangjun was caught off-guard by the sudden loud noise, momentarily feeling a bit uneasy.


She tilted her head and looked to the left.


At the doorway, she saw Zhong Tianhao standing there.


With one hand in her pocket, Mo Shangjun greeted him and then casually closed the door.


She turned around, facing Zhong Tianhao.


She had wanted to head straight downstairs, but she would have to pass by Zhong Tianhao to do so.


And, it was clear that Zhong Tianhao wasn't going to let her go that easily.


"Instructor Mo, you were on the phone just now, weren't you?" Zhong Tianhao asked with deliberate enunciation, his face as gloomy as ever.


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