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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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100, Sudden Night Raid_1

Ni Rou and An Chen took the bamboo shoots.

Two for each person.

Holding the bamboo shoots between her fingers, Ni Rou lowered her eyelids and looked at the shoots clenched tightly in her hand.

Mo Shangjun...

The three characters flashed through her mind, and Ni Rou slightly pursed her lips in silence.

An Chen whispered his thanks and slowly peeled the bamboo shoots. Then, following the method Mo Shangjun taught, he broke them into several pieces and threw them into the cup.

The wild rabbit was set over the campfire, needing only the occasional flip, but An Chen was meticulous, paying close attention to it. So, when the wild rabbit was cooked, not a bit of it was burnt.

During this time, no one spoke.

The atmosphere sank into silence, bordering on awkwardness.

An Chen took down the cooked wild rabbit and offered it straight to Mo Shangjun.