Reincarnation Small Mafia Wife

CHAPTER 29: ZEPHON ROMANCE

Yura blinked repeatedly with her mouth gaping, then turned to the left right side, then pointed at her own nose. “I?”

“Who else is in this room besides you?” decak Zephon stared at him sharply.

Still in disbelief, the girl laughed out loud, even until her stomach hurt. If Yura had previously judged, that man was just from talking, then what was this? He was still inexhaustible, that was as easy as the man said.

Zefon squinted his eyes expressionlessly. Surprised by the response of the girl before him. “What's funny?” the man folded his hands on his chest.

Looking at Zefon's so serious expression, Yura closed her lips. He stood in front of Zephon. “Married? With me?” ask him once more while pointing at himself.

“Yes! Consider it a return of gratitude! I don't accept rejection. Give me your identity documents!” the man was not to be denied. One hand extended before Yura who was still slightly shaken.

“Gosh! Is there no intention of love when you think first? I can't cook, can't clean, you'll regret it later, Sir,” the girl's lick scratched her suddenly itchy and heated head. ‘I know if the proposal was in surprise, romantic dinner, or what cake. Here, boro-boro. Felt invited to marry a robot!’ his grunts but only brave in heart.

“No need to think! Must accept!” repeat the forced Zefon, do not forget the deadly stare to make Yura not wrinkled.

Inevitably, the girl took her identity card. Leave it to Zephon to be immediately registered on the civil registry. For a moment Zefon stared fixedly at the thin object, “Hmm! One more week, along with your 19th birthday.”

After saying that Zephon immediately walked out of the room and closed the door violently. Surprising, but it's still nothing with a marriage offer that's enough to stab his heart.

His body poured into the soft bed, taking a deep breath to scoop up as much oxygen as possible. Since then he felt tight because his lungs lacked oxygen stock in a very large room. His mind floated in thought of his father.

One arm closed his eyes, “Marry me! Not accepting rejection! Here's your identity document! Huh!” yura's grunts mimicked Zephon's words and then let out a rough breath. “What's not too rushed? What if I was thrown out? Ah, but his mama is good, I don't think it's possible,” he said guessing. His head was too dizzy to think about it.

Yura nibbled on her nails to vent the turmoil. “Again he was handsome, rich, established, creepy. Let's get Sarah shot in the heart! Haha!” Yura laughed imagining while aiming at something, as if she was aiming at Sarah's heart.

On the other hand, Zephon immediately asked Calvin to come to the mansion that night to take care of his marriage. There was no reception, the important thing was that their bond was legitimate. Although surprised, Calvin immediately carried out his duties. Dare not to dodge.

After that, back to the work room struggling with his work until early morning. The man rarely slept long. Often not even sleeping.

Yura blinked as the sound of a knock slipped into her ear. The girl also could not sleep all night, only about two hours closed her eyes. In addition to the wedding day, Yura was also starving. But I dare not leave the room. Very sorry to refuse his prospective in-law offer.

No!

“Sorry!” zefon said grimacingly, the last knock he lay was indeed so loud. His hand cupped both of Yura's cheeks then blew and swiped the thumb on her forehead.

“Ah, sweetness,” murmured Yura reviews smile.

Realizing, Zefon pressed Yura's reddened forehead until the girl squealed in pain. His panicked face was now back flat.

“Sick, demon!” yura pushed Zephon's chest with both hands.

“Come run!” invite the man to ignore Yura's curse.

“Where?” tanya Yura rubbed her forehead.

“Circular mansion?”

“What the ...” The annoyed decak sounded from Yura's tongue, she was still sleepy and outside was still dark as well. “Now!” the decline was quick considering the mansion was very spacious. He was about to go back in, but Zephon quickly grabbed his arm and pulled out.

“Aaaah, I'm sleepy. Want sleep! My leg could break if it went around the mansion, sir,” the whining girl snapped her leg. Even to the point of crouching because they were reluctant to go out of the mansion.

Zefon lowered his gaze while shaking his waist. Yura quickly crawled about to turn to the room. However, Zefon quickly responded, grabbed Yura's leg and pulled her. Then lifted the girl's body, shouldering her like a sack of rice.

“Master! Leasin!” yura's screams beat Zefon's sturdy back wrapped in a thick hoodie. A punch that feels nothing.

“Shut up! Consider this the first lesson! Didn't we talk about it before?” Zefon sauntered leisurely like without the burden of coming out of the main door. The cold air immediately greeted the two of them.

“Honey, it turns out so romantic our child version?” murmured Cheryl who was observing her son from upstairs. She was with her husband, aghast when she heard Yura's scream. Unexpectedly, seeing a rare sight in his opinion. Jourrel only smiled faintly in response.

 

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Romantic right? 🤣🤣🤣😆😆 don't protest, he's still learning.wkwkwkwk