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

"Exercising the body," Mo Shangjun squinted her eyes, her face unchanged as she extended an invitation to the person upstairs, "care to join?"


The old man, Ya Tianxing, took a sip of tea, then lowered his eyelids and gave her a faint glance.


In the end, he shook his head with an air of righteousness, "No good."


She simply ignored him and went straight down the pipe, sliding to the first floor in the blink of an eye. As soon as she released the pipe and jumped down, she landed lightly on the ground.


Looking up at the upstairs again, Ya Tianxing was still standing there, holding his tea, with no lights on the balcony, just the moonlight casting on his face, revealing his lazy expression, displaying his elegant and noble demeanor unmistakably.


When he saw Mo Shangjun looking up, Ya Tianxing's lips curved up slightly as he asked in a voice she could hear, "Are you climbing back up?"


403, are you still climbing up? [Fourth Watch]_1