The Supernatural Wife of the Paralyzed Young Master

The Supernatural Wife of the Paralyzed Young Master
Rey And Chen's Meeting



"Young Master,"


Rey and Helena's footsteps were stopped by the cry of someone standing right before the two of them. Helena looked at Rey curiously and seemed to ask if you knew her? Through non-verbal language.


Suddenly Rey nodded her head. He answered Helena's gaze. "Chen, he's my most loyal man." The answer.


It is only natural that they meet someone who is from the past. It's because Rey has opened a portal to the past, the time she came from. With the power that Rey has, of course, it is not impossible.


Chen approached Rey and looked at her with teary eyes. "Tu...Young Master, is this really you?" chen said to make sure.


"Hm. Yes, it's me Chen." Rey replied confirming.


"YOUNG MASTER!!" Chen hugged Rey. She was so happy that her Young Master had finally returned. "Young Master, you're finally back too. I'm so happy, huhuhu."


Rey grunts. I think he's really trying to hit Chen's ass. Even though hundreds or even thousands of years have passed. But his spoiled and melancholic attitude has not changed either.


"Chen, release. You're just embarrassing!!" rey said as she pushed Chen away from her.


Then Chen's gaze rolled on Helena. And how surprised he was when he saw the girl standing next to Rey. "OMO!! GODDESS NUWA!!" he shouted loudly. From Helena, then Chen's gaze rolled on Rey. "Young Master, he's.."


"His name is Helena, and she is the reincarnation of Nuwa. Unfortunately Helena doesn't remember anything about her past." Obviously Rey. And Chen saw Dimata Rey's sadness.


Chen approached Helena and clasped her hand. "Goddess, you must not remember me. We used to be very close and played together often. Even you've been so often taunting me and calling me ugly, when you're hungry you like to steal fruits and bakpaos in the temple of the gods when we descend into the human world." Said Chen at length.


Chen and Nuwa were very close. Although it often acts like a cat and mouse, because it is always noisy. But they both actually love each other.


"Right, but I don't remember you at all." Helena.


"You don't have to remember anything about me. It's enough that I remember you, the most important thing is that you're back, Goddess. And it makes me very happy. Hua....Goddess, I miss you so much." Shouted Chen.


"Hehehe... Sorry, Goddess. I'm so happy that I hugged you so tight." He said with a smile.


"Basic sucks!! Yes, Rey. Is there no vehicle we can ride? I'm tired if I have to walk constantly like this. If only there were cars in your day, it would be more fun." Helena.


Chen seemed to think. "Car? What is that, Goddess? Is that some kind of food??" ask Chen. And looks so innocent. As a result a net landed smoothly on his head.


"Ngaco, that's the name of the vehicle. In my time, the car was a means of transportation. And if we want to go anywhere, we always use the car as a means of transportation. Actually there are many more. Ahhhh, let's explain it easier. If in this era you use horses as a means of transportation, then in modern times people use cars" explained Helena.


suddenly Helena remembered on her phone, as she remembered carrying the thin and sophisticated object. But why suddenly his phone does not even exist. "What are you really looking for??"


The cold voice passed by and distracted Helena. The woman turned to the source of the voice, her Hazel eyes were rubbed with Rey's red eyes.


"My phone, I'm sure when I left the inn I was holding my phone. Why doesn't it even exist!" frustrated complaining.


Chen tilted his head and looked at Helena full of question marks. "Mobile? What else is that? What kind of food or drink??"


"Hahaha!" Helena cengo with Chen's question. But he could understand it because Chen did not live in an all-advanced machine age but lived in the stone age. "I'll explain it for free, too, because you won't understand!" sahut Helena. "Rey, did you see my phone?"


"It."


"My phone." Then Helena took the thin object out of her husband's hand. "Uh, I think he's lost it." he felt relieved.


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seriated.