162 DND

"Cough"

The next instant, Ira pushed him and shrunk back like a frightened rabbit.

"Sorry to disturb. I came to drop brother-in-law's clothes."

Ashay dropped the bag on the sofa and walked out of the door. He couldn't control his laughter. In his memory, his sister was always serious and stiff. Was she scared of getting caught? Haha, Lucky to see Ira's timid appearance.

Once you get married, do you change so much?

Upon hearing her brother's voice, Ira's stood up straight, her face returned to its indifference. "Don't you know to knock?"

Before closing the door, Ashay through the half-open slit said, "Oh! You should put a Do not disturb sign on the door."

This time Vivan's lips maintained the perfect arc with intolerance. "Thanks for the concern," he said with sarcasm.

That smile but not a smile, send chills down his spine. Ashay's mind became blank and to correct himself. He muttered: "Or I will do it myself."

What! He would put the DND sign out of their door.

One look at him, and he knew Captain was not happy. "Nevermind, I will stand guard." his voice getting lower and lower as he got the warning.

"Ah...Pain."

"Where.."

He gestured Ashay to get lost when she was distracted. The stupid boy! Dare to disturb his good time. Ashay cowered and finally closed the door.

"Nothing."

"No," He pinched her face.

"It pains a bit. It's broken after all..."

"Tell me if it's unbearable."

And in such a way, Vivan succeeded in diverting her attention. The woman to hide her timidity would have blamed him.

"Bring me my clothes."

Ira's turbulent mind followed his words and bought the bag.

Vivan got up; she helped him lean on a pillow. When he opened the bag, he found a pink clothes box.

As her eyes cast on the box, she snapped out of the daze. "Why do you need clothes?"

"To wear." He said calmly. The crack on her face told him there was a considerable possibility to unfold something interesting.

"You got hospital clothes." Her voice got loud. These VIP hospitals don't they provide nice silk gowns?

"Wife. I need underpants and stuff." Vivan intentionally lifted the box and scanned it. It was a pink clothes box with a pink ribbon wrapped around it.

The huge box had seven packs of silk underwear perfectly rolled one besides the other.

He pulled out one yellow Spongebob pants.

Cartoon Print Man Boxers Superman, Doraemon and all.

"I... I have something to do..." Her whole face turned a red tomato.She now regretted buying them. She tried to escape,

"I don't own these." He caught her hasty retreat.

"I bought those that day."

"You bought these?" His words sounded like an accusation when it fell on her ears.

"At least they are comfortable, soft and.....breathable." Her loud voice dropped with each word.

"Breathable..."

"Yes," Hiding the awkwardness she said with a straight face. That's what the description on the box said. She merely said it out loud.

When she bought them, she wanted to buy some clothes she has never seen him wear. Also, babies love them, don't they?