Chapter 1008

It was a bracelet made of bullet heads. There were many mottled marks on it, but it was polished very smooth, dark gold texture, and there seemed to be something hidden in it.

Seeing that she didn't research it out, Xi Yancheng explained: "Moy, you try to turn on Bluetooth."

Palace Mo Yi opens, very quickly, received the signal of the bracelet.

"There is a tracking locator in it. I have already made a connection with mine in advance. If you are in danger when you travel in the future, as long as you press the interface, I will receive information and locate your position through the mobile phone. Of course, you can also locate mine. " "Its location transmission is directly connected to satellites, so even if there is no local network coverage, communication will not be affected," Xi explained

Gong Mo Yi's eyes lit up, the more she looked, the more she liked it. She laughed at Xi Yancheng: "thank you, brother Cheng!"

He said: "there are other functions, I don't explain, you slowly explore."

Gong Mo Yi can't help looking at it again, but he hasn't found it yet.

And Xi Yancheng said, "there is still a month to go. Do you want to know what the program will perform?"

Palace Mo Yi pout: "you report, should you want?"

Xi Yancheng laughed: "OK, I'll go back and make a program list. We'll start rehearsing tomorrow."

"Good." Gong Mo Yi nods, the eye looks toward West Yan Cheng's hand.

She knew that he had been well respected since he was a child. Moreover, as the successor of the Xiyan family, he had a lot to learn.

But these hands can also shoot with pistols in the rain of bullets, rescue civilians in disaster, fly airplanes, and play an elegant and moving melody in front of the piano.

Xi Yancheng follows Gongmo Yi's line of sight and looks down at his hand.

Then, he seemed to understand what she was thinking and took up Gong Mo Yi's face.

His palm has a thin cocoon, some rough, Gong Mo Yi thought, sure enough, with more guns, not like the hands of a pianist.

And the next second, he suddenly bent down and bowed his head.

Gong Mo Yi feels more warm touch on the forehead, some damp, and the hormone breath wrapped by men in a moment, so strong that it can't be ignored.

But the feeling on the forehead is warm, gentle, with the meaning of care.

She felt her heartbeat miss another beat at this moment. Her forehead was burning and her ears were burning.

"Good night, little Moy." Xi Yancheng Dao.

Gong Mo Yi's voice became a little light: "well, Cheng brother, good night."

……

At this time, winter vacation has already taken place in the school. It is the birthday of lie Yuanshen's son lieqiaoke. Because it's just the new year's day, and he wanshuang hopes that the family will be more lively, so he invited friends to come over.

Since Gong Mo's accident, liemu evening has become a lot of silence. Although the house is busy today, she is not as fond of laughing and making noise as usual. Instead, she is doing her homework alone in the room.

As everyone chatted outside, he wanshuang said to Song Yi: "sister-in-law, my evening performance has dropped a lot recently. Originally, I was one of the top ten in high school, but now it has dropped to more than 100. Do you have any idea?"

Song Yi people can almost guess why.

Over the years, the children have grown up together. He wanshuang gave birth to the baby late. Liemuwan and lieqiaoke are the youngest among the children, and we all take special care of them.

And Gong Mo is always a lively character. He is very popular among children. He likes playing with him most.

At present, something happened to Gongmo Zhuo. At that time, liemuwan was secretly following her. Although lieyuanshen and he wanshuang didn't say much about her afterwards, she was sad because of Gong Mo's missing, which naturally affected her study.

This gathering, Gong Mo Yi in the army can not come, but Gong Mo Xiu is coming.

Although he was busy with his computer design there, other children younger than him gathered around him and watched curiously.

Song Yi people called out: "Mo Xiu."

Miyamo Xiu got up and came over.

"Mo Xiu, there are a lot of things your sister doesn't understand about her recent homework. She is doing her homework in her study now. Go and tell her about it." Song Yi Humanitarianism: "her grades decline a little bit, you can see how to encourage, you may have more common topics."

Temple Mo xiudun understood, nodded: "good, I'll have a look."

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