Rebirth of the Little Lucky Star in 80s

Because there is no one here except him and her. If he wanted to, he could...

God!

Fu Bao blushed, nervous, shy, flustered, and a little scared, all kinds of emotions came to her.

She quickly stretched out her hand to push him, "You...don't mess around! Although I'm just a little fairy, I belong to the heavens anyway. If you do anything to me, you're provoking the heavens!"

However, she moved the heavens out, and it didn't seem to have any effect.

"Tsk, heaven? I don't pay attention to it." Long Xiao didn't take it seriously, his eyes were a little disdainful, and he stretched out his hand to hold her slender wrist.

In his hand, the fingers were as long as jade, with well-defined joints, as if carefully carved.

But Fubao is not in the mood to appreciate it now, and tears are streaming down his heart.

Her hand was held by him, unable to move.

His palm was obviously not very hot, but she felt that she was about to be burned, and her little heart was trembling fiercely.

Fu Bao really wants to cry but has no tears. Could it be that he really wants to treat her...

Long Xiao lowered his eyes and stared at her deeply, "Think about it, what happened between me and you?"

"..." What could happen between her and him?

Fu Bao was about to refute, but suddenly found that this bedroom was a bit familiar, as if he had been here before.

Whether it’s the dressing table with rouge and various jewelry, the fragrant wood table and tea set, the carefully carved wooden chair, the antique shelf, the exquisite porcelain, or the writing table with the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on it, the piano table and zither in the corner… ...There is an indescribable familiarity!

However, in Fu Bao's impression, she has never been here.

Fu Bao's eyes returned to Long Xiao's face, and at the moment she was looking at him, some fragmentary images suddenly flashed in her mind.

Then, quickly pieced together——

In a new house pasted with red happy characters, the flames of red candles were flickering.

On the bed hung with red curtains, a man and a girl in complicated wedding clothes sat facing each other.

The man's sword-shaped eyebrows slanted into his temples, the bridge of his nose was high, his eyes were deep-set, and there was a charming smile in the corner of his mouth. He was... the Great Demon King!

And that girl...

The man took the golden cup from the tray, gave one to himself, and passed the other to the girl.

The amber wine reflected the candlelight, the girl blushed and raised her glass to him, but he smiled and said, "This is not how you drink a glass of wine."

The girl was slightly taken aback, and said falteringly, "Then how do you drink it? I... It's my first marriage, so I don't understand."

"I know." He chuckled, lowered his head suddenly, bit the rim of the glass, lifted his handsome chin, and drank the wine in the glass with the girl's hand.

The girl widened her eyes and exclaimed, and was hugged by him suddenly. She didn't have time to react. The next second, his handsome face suddenly magnified in front of her eyes!

"Well……"

The aroma of the wine permeated his mouth, mixed with his domineering and gentleness, everyone was drunk if the wine was not intoxicating.

The red candles flickered, the wine glasses fell to the ground, together with each other's red dresses...

With a hook of his long finger, the red curtain fell down, creating a small world that only belonged to him and her.

"Bao'er, remember, your first and last man are both me..." The man hugged the girl hard, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood, reaching the depths of his soul.

"It's the same even if you die!" His tone was lingering and firm.

…

It was just a short scene, but Fu Bao was stunned!