Rebirth is haunted by the Demon King

Lu Mier closed the door with a sullen face, and said coldly: "Sandra, you still dare to come here."

"It's so ruthless, Lumir." Sandra jumped out of the window, smiling evilly: "Have you forgotten? You took the initiative to kiss me last night."

"...I kiss you?" Lu Mier seemed to have heard some bad joke, laughed mockingly, and looked at Sandra with suspicion: "You're fine, aren't you?"

He was so sick that he slept for almost a day and a night yesterday, how could he have time to kiss him?

"Well, it looks like you don't remember anything."

Sandra sighed, regretfully said: "I would have done more to you if I had known."

Looking at his extremely regretful look, Lu Mier suddenly thought of something, and his face instantly became ugly as if he had eaten a fly.

"Hey, you didn't come here while I was sleeping, did you?" Lumir asked belatedly.

Sandra looked at him ambiguously, but smiled silently.

This is the default, and Lu Mier refused unacceptably: "Don't lie to me, I don't believe it."

"Believe it or not, that's the truth..."

Sandra laughed softly, walked towards him in a leisurely manner, squinted her eyes and said with endless aftertaste: "Although your burns are unclear, it was really a wonderful and unforgettable night."

Lu Mier's expression was distorted, and he wiped his lips with the back of his hand in disgust. It seems that he violated the elegant court etiquette. At this moment, he couldn't help but say: "***..."

He didn't pay attention, Sandra had already walked to his side, reaching out to touch his face, Lu Mier immediately tried to block him, but Sandra grabbed her hand first.

Lumir threatened angrily: "Let me go."

Sandra looked down at him slightly, her dark red eyes were full of frivolity and playfulness: "Don't dislike me so much, Lumir."

"You had such a severe fever last night, if I hadn't helped you find antipyretics, do you think you could get out of this room today?"

As he spoke, he rested his head lightly on Lumir's forehead, feeling his body temperature.

Lu Mier jumped in his heart inexplicably, pushed him away, stood there for a moment, looked at him fiercely and said, "That's not because of the curse you put on me!"

Sandra raised three fingers and said sincerely: "I swear, that curse has no other effect except to make me feel you and make you call me."

Lu Mier looked at him with a wronged look, and his vigilance and doubts in his heart suddenly wavered a little.

He opened his mouth, wanting to continue confronting him and say something thorny, but he withdrew his edge slightly: "Sandra, in all the stories I've heard, demons are very cunning."

"I feel sad for us Demon Race, in fact we are not that bad..."

Sandra saw that Lumir's calm face suddenly pulled down, and immediately changed her words: "At least I think I'm okay."

"If you're telling the truth."

Lumir took a deep breath, his eyes were a little erratic, and he said in a low voice: "Thank you."

Sandra moved closer to him and asked, "What did you say?"

Lu Mier pushed him away again, and said angrily, "I said, now, lift the curse immediately!"

"No, that's not what you just said."

Lumir clenched his fists and said with a sullen face, "Do you want to die?"

Sandra laughed loudly, and he said to Lumiel in a good mood: "If you sign a contract with me, I will lift the curse, how about it?"

Lu Mier snorted coldly, and gave him a blank stare, expressing his rejection.

He suddenly thought of a question, hesitated for a moment, looked at Sandra seriously and said, "I have a question for you."

Sandra raised her eyebrows: "You say."

The puzzlement and bewilderment on Lumir's face were fleeting. He bit his lips and asked, "You know my soul is human, but how do you know where my soul is imprinted?"

"Soul imprint? Oh, is it the Bana flower?" Sandra glanced at Lumir's leg and said meaningfully, "I think it's beautiful."

Lu Mier noticed his eyes, gave him a hard look and said, "I didn't ask you to say this, old pervert."

Sandra shrugged nonchalantly when she heard the words, but her expression was a little complicated at that moment. He paused, and his eyes still looked in that direction unconsciously.

He clung to Lumil's ear, breathed and said, "Because I'm more sensitive to the soul.

After finishing speaking, he immediately backed away from his ear, and as expected, Lu Mier's slap was empty.

The vile and shameless bastard old pervert!

Lu Mier had goose bumps all over his body, and said angrily: "You get out of here immediately."

Sandra found a place to sit down casually, and said with a handsome face: "No, I want to accompany you."

Sandra looked at Lumir's dismissive expression, and suddenly thought of something in her heart. Before he could speak, Sandra asked first: "Have you been getting close to a golden retriever recently?"

Lu Mier saw that he would not be able to drive him away for a while, so he also sat down on the soft chair, and said nonchalantly, "How? You can control it?"

As soon as these words came out, Sandra's handsome face, which always had a smirk for no reason, suddenly turned dark, and he said with a fake smile: "Lumir, don't make me angry."

Lumir frowned, and asked inexplicably, "Why are you angry?"

Sandra had nothing to say, stood up, and walked towards Lumir with a dark face.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Lu Mier stepped on the soft chair, intending to jump from the back of the chair and rush to the door directly.

Unexpectedly, Sandra appeared behind him in an instant, hugging his waist.

At the same time, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a fruit delivery servant was surprised to see this scene, and was stunned at the door.

"Master..."

Lu Mier was startled, before he could think of a reason to explain it, the servant asked in puzzlement, "Why are you standing on the chair?"

Lu Mier was a little confused: "You...can't see..."

"He can't see me." Sandra said lightly as she carried him off the chair.

The servant watched Lumir jumping off the chair in a strange posture, with a strange expression on his face.

"Master...does this place need to be cleaned?"

A hand pinched his waist fiercely, and Lumiel grabbed Sandra's troubled hand with his backhand, and forced himself to be calm: "No, you go out."

The servant put down the fruit plate, and walked out silently with a strange expression.

Sandra pulled him into her arms and said with a strange smile: "Okay, it's time to talk about things between us."

Who knows that Lu Mier didn't resist at this time, but looked at him with a weirder smile than him: "They can't see you?"

Sandra: "...what do you want?"

Lumir smiled slightly: "You can do me a favor."