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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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076, Went out and learned mind reading?_1

"Accept the reality. You can never be a man in this life."

Ya Tianxing's tone was full of sympathy, with a hint of regret.

Having her thoughts exposed, Mo Shangjun gave him a cold smile before averting her gaze.

Leaving the mess for Ya Tianxing to clean up, Mo Shangjun stood up and walked to the single bed, ready to sleep.

She had gone to bed early last night and also rose early today, plus she had nothing to do all morning, so she was indeed a bit sleepy after lunch.

Thus, Mo Shangjun settled down and fell asleep.

Seeing her quiet, Ya Tianxing tidied up briefly, careful not to make too much noise.

Then, he picked up the mobile phone on the desk and stepped outside.

Outside, the afternoon sun cast a slanting glow, a gentle breeze blew, and the temperature was just right.

Ya Tianxing removed his gloves and swiped his fingers across the screen a few times, he noticed the message from Ji Ruonan on WeChat and tapped to open it.

He scrolled directly to Mo Shangjun's reply.