Tribeca is very cheap to buy property, compared to Shangcheng.

Songs from the future may reveal another investment signal, but Song Ya's mind turned around and he gave up temporarily. He knows the group of black rappers too much, so he doesn’t say anything, and sometimes puts words into the end of sentences just for the sole purpose of rhyme……

　　 So Tribeca may be just a meaningless rhyme. He can't take risks for this kind of thing, and it's not that he has not been pitted by Apocalypse.

　　 "APLUS, APLUS? You haven't made less money this year, right?" Mrs. Jovovich asked, "Is it all spent on the Chicago house?"

　　 "Oh, sorry I just thought of something else, I haven't bought a house yet, Mrs. Jovovich."

　　 Song Ya told the truth, "I made some industrial investments."

　　 "ah!"

　　 Mrs. Jovovich chuckled lightly, "Industry...you..."

　　 "Okay, well, let's stop here!" At this time, Mila inside noticed Song Ya's arrival, and she started rushing people loudly, "I won't try, this skirt is big and heavy!"

　　 "Miss, don't move, you'll be fine right away." With a ruler in his mouth, a tailor was squatting in front of her to close the skirt corners stitch by stitch.

"Go away!" Mila pulled her skirt up, and the needle was taken away from the tailor's hand along with the skirt. "Help me take this thing off and smother me." She ordered the others beside her. people.

　　 A few people glanced at each other, all helplessly maintaining a professional smile, helped her take off the skirt, and then carefully held it out of the dance classroom. The tailor was still sucking his finger as if it had been punctured by a needle.

"No way, she is too self-willed." Mrs. Jovovich apologized for Milla and followed them downstairs. Agent Milla gave Hayden a wink, "You young people have a chat. "

　　 Song Ya watched them leave, and just turned her head, Mila leaped into her arms like a bird, and her red lips came up.

Only white cotton briefs and a small waistcoat were left on her body. Song Ya tried her tongue first, and then remembered to close the door of the dance studio, "Be careful not to be seen. We all carry a confidentiality agreement. ."

"Humph!"

　　 She pouted her mouth and turned and walked to the corner. She took out her fitness pants and sweater and put it on her body, "Today you are not allowed to go anywhere except with me." She put on her clothes and came back and stretched out her hand to Song Ya, "Bring it."

　　 Song Ya handed over her phone to her father-in-law, she took it and turned it off, and threw it into her bag.

　　 "So, what dance do you want to dance when you smell the fragrance?" Song Ya saw that there were a bunch of video tapes in the bag, all teaching various duet dances. Mira was looking for him to be her dance partner. She was very angry at the failed audition of the Lamb of Danger, and she vowed not to repeat the same mistakes in the audition for a woman who smelled fragrance. It is rare for her to be so enterprising. Of course, Song Ya must cooperate.

　　 "Tango, if nothing unexpected happens." Mira said: "A broken supporting role audition takes so long, maybe it won't be entered until the end of the year or even next year."

　　 "That's Al Pacino's movie." Song Ya picked out the tango teaching tape and stuffed it into the overhead video recorder.

　　 Both the video recorder and the TV set were hung from the ceiling of the dance room, and the dancers could see them when they looked up.

　　 "That's why I started practicing so early."

　　 Mila stood in the dance studio, "Come on." She raised her right hand proudly.

　　 Song Ya pretended to straighten her clothes, stepped forward with a smile and bowed, then pinched her little hand and kissed the back of her hand, "My honorable lady, is it an honor to invite you to dance?"

　　 "Humph! Not bad." Mila smiled and curtseyed, then raised her hand to let Song Ya hold her waist.

　　 Bright Latin music plays.

　　 Both of them have a good sense of rhythm, and the two men and women on the screen also taught them very carefully. After the initial bumps and bumps between the two, they quickly learned alike.

　　 "I hate Argentines." Mira said suddenly and thoughtlessly.

　　 "Why? Because tango is an Argentine dance?" Song Ya asked.

　　Mila shook her head, "My dad got involved with an Argentine woman."

"Uh……"

　　 Song Yaxin said that the first time I saw your dad, I felt that he was not a good thing, but when I thought about it, I was not strong enough, "Mrs. Jovovich knows?"

　　 "She knew it a long time ago," Mira said.

　　 "That..."

　　 "I guess they won't get divorced, they all play their own games." Mila leaned close to Song Ya's ear and whispered, "She seems to be with my agent..."

　　Boom!

　　 "Hmph, I can't control myself, I always like to control me." Mira complained.

　　 "Man is a complicated animal."

　　Tango is simple and simple, but difficult is very difficult. Gradually, the coach on the TV began to show advanced moves, and the two felt that it was a bit difficult to learn.

　　 Anyway, it's just a date. The two people won't really practice hard. While jumping in a mess, they start to make fun of them.

　　 "You are shorter today." Song Ya felt that Mira was shorter than usual.

　　 "Because I am wearing flat dancing shoes, in order to accommodate the short boy Al Pacino."

　　 "Shhh, don't say such things in Hollywood."

　　 "I won't grin, you thought I would be so stupid!"

　　 "Oh, you stepped on my foot."

　　 "You jumped the wrong step, right?"

The two enjoyed their time sweetly. They also went to the small shower room in the dance room to play for dozens of minutes in the water. After coming out, Mila complained that her legs were soft and unable to move, so Song Ya changed a little The swaying belt, holding her like this, gently swaying the body with the music.

　　 "It's so hard to have such an opportunity now." Mira put her head on Song Ya's shoulder~lightnovelpub.net~ and said, looking at the two figures in the mirror.

　　 It is true that after the two became famous, apart from meeting in a private hotel room, it was difficult for them to press the road together in broad daylight like they used to be in Chicago.

　　 "It will be fine when your movie is down, so be patient."

Song Ya comforted that the non-disclosure agreement he signed with Columbia Pictures expired after returning to the Blue Coral Reef. The movie will be released in early August. It will be at least September or October until the date is down. exposure.

"Ok……"

　　 A look of embarrassment appeared on Mira's face, "Maybe it won't work then..."

　　 "Why?" Song Ya was a little surprised.

　　 "I just learned that the endorsement agreement signed with Revlon has similar terms." Mira said, "They lied to me when they signed the contract."

　　 "You have to personally read all the contracts you sign in the future."

　　 Song Ya reminded her, "Especially Mrs. Jovovich has that kind of relationship with your agent..."

　　 It seems that we are looking for Hayden and Donovan to protest. Milla's agent was introduced by Hayden, and he secretly planned.

"Ok."

　　Mila stopped talking. The two were silent for a while, and she suddenly raised her head, "Shall we get married now?"

　　 "Knot..."

　　 Song Ya was taken aback, "Married?" The word is too far away from him.

　　 "Yes, getting married, I want to marry..." Mira's beautiful eyes were full of excitement, "What kind of confidentiality contract or endorsement, all go to death!"

　　 "You are just on a whim. Give yourself some time and consider it seriously."

　　 Song Ya hugged her a little bit, and patiently persuaded, slowly dispelling the impulsive thought of the girl in her arms.

　　 "Huh! I really don't love me!"