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

Mo Shangjun ate her meal at a rapid pace.


Even with a plate of just-fried rice noodles that were piping hot, she managed to finish them as quickly as possible without getting burned.


Ya Tianxing only had to wait for her for a maximum of two minutes.


Seeing her set down her chopsticks, Ya Tianxing's gaze lingered on her lips, reddened from the spice, before he stood up.


He pulled out his wallet and went to the stall owner to settle the bill.


On his way back, he also grabbed a bottle of ice-cold mineral water.


As he approached, with a lift of his hand, he tossed the mineral water to Mo Shangjun, who, true to expectations, caught the bottle smoothly.


With a word of thanks, Mo Shangjun twisted open the mineral water and took a big gulp.


After drinking one-third of the bottle in one go, Mo Shangjun internally lamented that the owner's house probably ran out of salt, then proceeded to screw the cap back on.


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