The Supernatural Wife of the Paralyzed Young Master

The Supernatural Wife of the Paralyzed Young Master
Not Happy!!



The atmosphere of silence enveloped the togetherness of Rey and Nuwa. The two did not speak to each other and were both silent.


Every now and then Rey glanced at the woman walking beside her from the tail of her left eye, her handsome face showing no expression, flat.


Suddenly Nuwa stopped her steps and made Rey come to a stop too. Rey looked at the girl questioningly. "What's wrong?" ask Rey to be confused.


Then the girl pointed at a food stall that was across the street."It looks like the food there is very good, the proof is that many visitors come. What if we go out there and try?" nuwa said.


Rey gave no answer, instead she just nodded her head. Sign If he approves Nuwa's proposal.


They both entered the shop. The large number of visitors who were there made Rey feel uncomfortable, it was natural because it was not a five-star restaurant that had a VIP room. But different things are actually shown by the Goddess. Nuwa looks mediocre, she's comfortable.


The arrival of the two of them is very interesting, especially for men. Nuwa's beauty that was beyond the natural limits of ordinary humans made them not blink at all. And that made Rey uncomfortable. It was as if he did not willing Nuwa to be the center of attention of many pairs of eyes.


"We just leave here, being too in this place makes me uncomfortable!! We'll have dinner somewhere else, too,"


Nuwa held Rey's wrist and looked at her questioningly. "It's not comfortable why? This place is clean and I think it's very comfortable, so why go somewhere else?!" nuwa said at length.


Rey didn't say anything. He turned around and left. "Yakk!! Wait!!" nuwa exclaimed and immediately chased after her husband. The girl stretched out her hands and blocked Rey from leaving. "Where are you going? I was very hungry" he said, holding his tummy in his arms.


"If you don't want to eat somewhere else, that's up to you. I definitely don't want to eat here!!"


Nuwa sighed. she was confused, what kind of trouble does Rey have with this place?! After all the place is very clean and crowded, it is certain that the taste of the food is also good. But why would he not even want to, it was really confusing!!


"Yes, but I'm not to be left behind either!!" nuwa exclaimed as she pouted her lips. "Then you must take me to the most delicious and most expensive place to eat. It's not you, Young Master, who's so rich that taking me to dinner at a fancy place I don't think is a problem for you!!"


Rey nodded heavily. He was anxious himself to see Nuwa's extremely appalling expression. To the extent that Rey couldn't bear to not pinch her head.


Then Rey takes Nuwa to dinner where she wants.


"Of!!" Suddenly Nuwa stopped her steps when she saw a little boy standing right under a signboard of a Boutique whose hook was removed. "God the kid's in danger,"


Nuwa had just stepped on her legs, but her steps stopped when suddenly someone pulled her arm to make them both fall along with Nuwa on top of the person's body. The Goddess lifted her face and her eyes met directly with the eyes of that person who was none other than Rey.


Nuwa swallowed her saliva as her eyes and Rey locked onto each other. Stare at each other with an unreadable look. It caused a strange stir in each other's hearts.


"God what is this feeling?" roy muttered in his heart.


"Rey, you're okay, right?" asked Nuwa and immediately leaned Rey from her long daydream.


The soft voice of Nuwa that entered his sense of hearing made Rey aware for a moment, with a little rough the man pushed the body of the Goddess who was still on it to make the girl strayed back


"Yeah!! Why are you pushing me eo?!" sulcan Nuwa as he moved from his current position.


"What did you say? I'm looking for death, I don't think so!! Hm, you've misunderstood why I ran there. I was trying to save a little kid who almost got hit by a Boutique nameplate!! And the boy~!! Omo, that kid!! Don't-don't he~" cried Nuwa then swept his gaze.


But Nuwa saw nothing, let alone a small child who was seriously injured by a wooden board. But he only saw a woman whose face was no stranger to him.


"Sister!!" exclaim the girl loudly.


Rey squinted her eyes." Brother!! Who are you calling?!" ask Rey who has not since when to stand behind the girl.


"Of!! Yakk!! Why do you like to surprise me eo?!" peeked Nuwa while rubbing her chest so surprised. "I saw my brother there, but now he's gone somewhere!!" nuwa explained.


Without a more definitive explanation, of course Rey knows who Nuwa means. She was the older sister of that girl who came from the same world as him."Hn," Rey muttered and went before Nuwa and walked to the wooden chair under the city lights.


He saw the man pass before him. Nuwa rushed after him and sat down next to him.


"Why are you looking at me like that?" ask Rey to feel uncomfortable.


Nuwa. "It's okay! I just want to see your handsome face, because I have never seen a man as handsome as you even in my world" Nuwa said at length. And what he said was certainly not nonsense.


Hearing the words that came out of Nuwa's lips made Rey's face become red blushing like a boiled crab. Seeing the man's red face made Nuwa become anxious and worried. One of her hands stretched out to touch Rey's cheek and make sure that the man who had officially become her husband was okay, but Rey actually threw the girl's hand with a little rough.


"Why do you keep looking at me?!" ask Rey. He really felt uncomfortable at all.


"I see your face red? Are you sick?" nuwa said with worry.


Rey brushed the girl's hand. "No, you just saw it wrong!!" sulkan Rey flat.


"really so? I thought you weren't okay because your face was flushed!!" reply Nuwa chimed.


"I'm doing fine. And actually you're so for dinner no?! Otherwise we should just go home!!"


"Of course so. Come on, quickly get me there right now!!" whining Nuwa while shaking her husband's open arms.


Rey sighed. Anxiously, he stabbed the woman's head. "Bas with you!! Just like a kid!!"


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