After rebirth, I remarried the domineering 9000-year-old

As time passed, the sky brightened and the streets became bustling. Hu Shuang'er finally waited for the person she had been thinking about for many years.

As soon as the man wearing half a black mask walked out of the mansion, Hu Shuang'er rushed over quickly, opened her hands, and blocked the man's way.

She looked up at the half of his face that was not covered by the mask, and her eyes were immediately filled with tears. She opened her mouth to call him, but her throat was choked and she couldn't make a sound.

No matter how much time has passed, no matter what has happened, the man's handsome face is clearly the same as the young man from many years ago, and has never changed...

He has always been her brother Beiyue!

Hu Shuang'er clearly saw herself in the eyes of the man in front of her, and her small shadow was clearly reflected in his eyes.

Her tearful eyes sparkled as she looked at him with a brilliant smile: "Brother Beiyue, long time no see..."

The man in front of her had cold eyes and a playful expression on his face: "Little girl, it's not a good habit to call a man brother when you see him."

Hu Shuang'er's smile froze on her face in an instant.

There was obvious panic in her eyes: "Brother Beiyue, I, I am Shuang'er... Don't you remember me?"

The man frowned, as if thinking seriously, and suddenly patted his head, as if he had just recognized the person in front of him, with surprise in his eyes: "It's you!"

"Yes, it's me!" Hu Shuang'er was delighted and nodded heavily.

The man smiled and put his arm around the girl's shoulders, leading her to an alley not far away. "Come on, if you have anything to say, let's talk it over there!"

Hu Shuang'er responded obediently: "Okay."

Then she obediently followed the man all the way to the depths of the alley.

"Brother Beiyue." Hu Shuang'er looked at him with sparkling eyes.

"Sister Shuang'er." The man replied with a smile, "It was your father who came to the Marquis' Mansion yesterday to propose marriage, right? Do you want to marry me?"

Hu Shuang'er lowered her head shyly, twisting her handkerchief with her hands, and said in a voice as small as a mosquito: "Hmm."

It turned out that Brother Beiyue rejected Daddy's proposal of marriage yesterday because he didn't recognize that he was her father. He only remembered it when he saw her today.

I heard that Brother Beiyue fell and lost his memory, so it was normal that he didn't recognize her father. But he remembered her as soon as he saw her today.

That means she is special in his heart.

It was as if brilliant fireworks suddenly burst forth in Hu Shuang'er's heart. She felt so happy as if she was walking on clouds, and her head felt dizzy for a moment.

Who knew that the next moment, a pleasant voice came from above his head, mixed with helplessness: "But I don't want to get married so early!"

Hu Shuang'er looked up, wanting to say that she was not in a hurry and they could get engaged first.

But as soon as she looked up, she saw the frivolous smile in the man's eyes: "But since you want to marry me so much, I can consider marrying you first. How about you come back home with me today?"

"None of the women I've had before were as pretty as you. Tonight I'll let you have a good time..."

He lifted Hu Shuang'er's chin with his fingertips and leaned over to kiss her.

Hu Shuang'er felt as if someone had suddenly poured a basin of ice water on her, and her blood ran cold from the inside out.

She froze in place, her eyes wide open and glazed over.

How could this be?

But she saw the face that she had been thinking about for many years pressing down on her face frivolously.

She was trembling all over, and before his lips got close to hers, she raised her hand and slapped him hard.

"Shen Beiyue, you beast!"

The man's intact cheek instantly became red and swollen, but he didn't care at all. He sneered, "What? Don't you like me? You won't let me touch you?"

Hu Shuang'er's tears burst out.

"Shen Beiyue, I hate you!"

The little girl's eyes were as red as a poor little rabbit. She raised her sleeves to cover her face and ran away crying.

The man watched her leave, raised his hand and stroked the cheek that she had hit. The frivolous and playful look in his eyes had completely disappeared, replaced by endless darkness.

He silently said to her running back, "I'm sorry, Shuang'er."