Chapter 149: Forgiveness
It was very effective, after the exercise, Mira's little temper was gone, her big eyes sparkled in Song Ya's arms, and she gently wiped the sweat on his body.
"Not angry?" Song Ya teased her, "You don't really believe the nonsense in the tabloids, do you?" I have nothing to do with Mariah Carey, didn't she make a statement? β
A few days ago, Maria Carey clarified through a spokesperson that she went to Song Ya's new house and was just attending a regular party.
"Hmph." Mira pouted and didn't reply.
"Still with me tsundere."
Song Ya kissed directly, and the two exchanged lips and tongues, and tasted each other for a long time, until the big white girl was dizzy again, and involuntarily entangled her hands and feet, but he deliberately withdrew and dried her on the bed.
"You ......" Mira was ashamed and annoyed, and her little temper was about to have a seizure, when suddenly a blue velvet box appeared in front of her, snapped, the buckle popped open, and a gorgeous diamond necklace filled her sight.
"Humph! Count you in......" She instantly lost her anger, happily picked up the necklace, and held it up in front of her eyes to enjoy it.
The shining light of the diamond just shook on the girl's innocent and delicate face, and this time it was Song Yayi's turn to move, lay back beside her, and hugged the beauty, "Isn't it beautiful?" Look how good I am to you. "He said something nice, and his hand kept playing tricks underneath.
"Hmm." Mira was teased by him, hurriedly put the necklace on, and then responded intently.
Song Ya tried hard to coax her to comfort, "Don't dare to hang up with me next time, do you hear?" Another smack on her ass.
"Got it!"
She obediently agreed, "I'll forgive you this time." He leaned his head on Song Ya's chest and said softly, "Then you have to forgive me then." β
"Definitely." Song Ya casually agreed.
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"What do you mean to forgive you too?" He suddenly reacted to the question in this sentence and grabbed the other party's arm, "What do you mean!?" β
"It hurts!" Mira cried out pitifully, "Let go, don't be angry when I say it." β
"I ...... Well, I'm not angry, you say. Song Ya held back her anger and let go, deciding to put her words out first.
"Didn't my movie come out in August......"
Well, a false alarm, what Mira was going to say was not that at all, her movie Back to the Blue Reef was about to be released, and there were a few slightly exposed shots in it, and the little girl wanted to vaccinate him in advance.
"That's it, show a little bit......" she gestured to her chest.
"Oh."
Song Yachang breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart, "That's okay, the old version of Brooke Xiaosi ten years ago has been much more exposed than this." β
"You're not angry, are you?"
Mira observed his expression flatteringly, "Actually, we have tried our best to fight for it, and my mother's contract with Columbia Pictures was supposed to be two points plus a full vision. β
βwhatοΌβ Song Ya black question mark, "Your parents are too much, right?" You were fifteen when you signed the contract? β
"I can't help it, my family was in a difficult situation at that time, and I urgently needed money. Fortunately, thanks to the popularity of your song and the help of Yeremov, the person in charge of publicity and distribution, we have the capital to regret it with Columbia Pictures, otherwise it will be strictly implemented in accordance with the contract, I ......" Mira said and wet her eyes, "I heard that actresses can't wear them back as soon as they take them off in Hollywood." β
"Okay, okay, it's okay." Song Ya gently stroked her head and comforted her softly.
In this era, European actresses are much more open than those in the United States, and art films like to engage in that kind of tone, and they are embarrassed to go out without a little revealing picture in the movie, and the modeling industry is not very taboo about these, taking off their clothes and changing them in the backstage when people come and go on the catwalk, Song Ya has long been mentally prepared for this, he knew before he met Mira that this return to the blue coral reef was a cool movie.
Actually, it's not that you can't wear it back if you take it off, Brooke Xiaosi and Xue Linfen have both made all-dew movies, aren't they mixed well? The suspense TV series Shuangfeng Town, starring Xue Linfen, has reached its second season, and the girls of Quanmi have learned her outfits, except for the particularly conservative media, and not many people have talked about their past.
"You're going to get rid of them anyway when you're eighteen." Song Ya became more and more disgusted with Mira's parents.
"Hmm." Mira kissed him on the cheek affectionately, "You're so nice. β
"Of course." Song Ya hugged him tightly, and suddenly, his brain turned around and he found a blind spot, "So, you have been hiding from me before, and you waited until you caught my handle this time before taking the opportunity to bring it up, right?" β
Mira buried her head in the socket of his neck and laughed.
The little girl is becoming more and more shrewd, which is not a good thing, Song Ya immediately taught her strictly.
He hid at Mira's house until Game 3 of the Finals, when he showed up at the Western Conference Forum, the Lakers' home arena.
There is no performance task, and the audience will not warmly welcome the Bulls supporters, he will watch the game honestly and purely this time, of course, the opportunity to be on camera should be rubbed or rubbed.
Jack Nicholson arrived early, clasped his hands in his fixed seat, and watched intently as the players warmed up before the game.
Song Ya took advantage of the opportunity to pass behind him, pressed his hand on his shoulder, leaned down and greeted him politely.
"You don't have a chance, you don't have a chance!"
As a die-hard fan, he naturally knew Song Ya's tendency, so he didn't choose to shake hands, but pinched Song Ya's fingers and shook them, and said crazy words by the way.
"You're wrong, Jack."
The stadium was noisy, and he responded loudly, the game had not been played yet, and he couldn't lose in terms of momentum.
Nicholson pouted and shook his head, a look of disdain.
This 50-year-old white movie star has been popular for more than 20 years, and he has always been this perverse style that does not sell anyone's face.
Song Ya kept a smile and went to his seat, separated from him by some distance, and it was impossible not to talk while watching the game.
The scene was captured on camera, and "Nicholson seemed to let the kid go." "The TV commentary looks at the live picture and makes up the brain.
Nicholson didn't actually plan to target Song Ya, his attention was all on the court.
"Yes, that's Michael! Keep it up! β
This was not shouted by Song Ya, Jordan hit the iron frequently today, and the hit rate was less than forty percent, and Nicholson seized the opportunity to be angry.
Jordan was already an old fritter, so he didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he had to shift the target, and after harassing Pippen, Grant and others to no avail, he picked the backup point guard, rookie BJ Armstrong.
βbjοΌ Feet! While BJ was dribbling past half court, he suddenly shouted.
Slightly interfering with BJ Armstrong's dribbling rhythm, he smugly looked back behind him and high-fived the Lakers fans.
Song Ya rolled her eyes.
He was already very restrained, and he also knew that the broadcaster had a special camera position facing this side, but he didn't expect this subconscious little action to be captured, and it was deliberately cut out for broadcast in the tidbits after this section, "Hahaha, Aplus has begun to be dissatisfied, and the young good baby still needs to learn a lot from Nicholson." The two commentators laughed and amused.
Fortunately, Jordan always maintained his dominance, scoring 29 points in one game and 28 points in the other, and the Bulls won two away games neatly, leading 3-1.
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At the end of the second game, Nicholson angrily kicked down the mineral water bottle at his feet
Song Ya didn't want to touch him at this time, "Congratulations to you Phil, it's just one game away." "Congratulations to Phil Jackson who is back from celebrating with the players.
"yes, it's just one game away." Phil Jackson muttered to himself. I want to talk about "Chicago 1990" with more like-minded people, "Chat with more book friends about your favorite books."