No Ira

Looking at the designs, Ira just picked them all and pulled Vivan in the direction of the dressing room.

"Husband Sit here," Ira said pointing to the sofa. "I will try them one by one and you help me select. Okay?"

Ira asked for his opinion; Naturally, Vivan would not refuse. He nodded.

For the next hour, Ira tried every set of clothes suggested to her by the staff and constantly asked Vivan to give his opinions on them.

Despite that, she did not select a single piece.

"No,So loose"

"No,So simple"

"No,So fancy"

She shook her head everytime after trying them. The salesgirl who was helping Ira was still carrying a smile on her face Ira but she was inwardly frustrated.

Vivan who got bored as well. He started playing a game on his cell phone.

When she tried her nth dress, she saw Vivan busy on his phone and not looking at her. She whined: "Husband~."

The tone of her voice was spoiled and sweet as honey, but it was large enough to gather the attention of many people around.