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How Young Master Quan Pursues His Wife

This is a hot-blooded story. This is a story of growth. # 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. # 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? # 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 # [The Chapter of Passion] "Relying on oneself is too exhausting. Having a belief makes life a bit easier." ——What is your belief? ——You.

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139, Unexpected Encounter in the Desolate Mountains_1

By eight o'clock, Mo Shangjun arrived on time at the location she had agreed upon with Mu Qixuan.

She had run half the way, at a slightly brisk pace, and had then walked the rest as if resting, so that by the time she arrived, her physical strength had almost fully recovered.

Within two minutes, a military jeep came bouncing down the uneven road and stopped in front of her.

Quickly, the passenger-side door was pulled open, and a figure descended.

The first thing to come into view were black military boots, followed by the trouser legs of a camouflage uniform, the legs were long, the hem tucked into the waistband, sleeves rolled up to his forearms, exposing firm and powerful muscles, the lines of his lower arms were resolute and smooth, his skin bronzed from the relentless sun at the seaside, exuding a wild, textured appeal.

Then, she saw that face.

Wearing a training cap, its brim hiding his forehead, but everything below the eyebrows was completely visible.