Forced to Marry Young Master
Selecting Clothes (Part 1)

Leave the young master and the young lady

it feels like having this world alone. Passengers and contract workers

can only bite the envious finger looking at it. Return to work

respectively.

Han asks Aran to follow him but

just talk with his eye movements. That girl is starting to understand a little bit

the unspoken command Han could only smile wryly. Not willing to leave

the place stands to see the excitement of Mr. Saga and miss. But he stays

must obey, if he can't run his life. While to another servant

Han had already given clear instructions.

“ Prepare all the ladies' clothes and

young master.”  Just like Aran who seemed unwilling, had to lose

a rare spectacle that perhaps their entire life would never witness.

Such was the meaning of the gazes of the servants who looked at each other

when they heard the repeated orders of Han's secretaries they immediately swiftly took

step. Prepare what has been prepared since the secretary

Han relayed the info of Saga's arrival.

“ Master what's okay to let

mr Saga and miss are both like that?” Aran looked worried. But his face

turned cringing as he looked towards them again. It happened so fast

scene displacement.

Whaaat! they're better. Why

kissing the lady's cheek with that face.

Aran then bit his finger. With

fixed eyes stared at the two people at the end of the room who were sitting on the sofa.

If in the world of novels he must have described the atmosphere with a little

flowers strewn.

“ Hah! You really thought you would

what happened to them?”  Already can

guessing the next scene after the quarrel earlier. How many have repeated

this kind of incident Han muttered. “ Lap your cheek.” Han's hand poked at the cheek

left Aran with his index.

Deg. “ Why?” Wiping reflexes

corner of his lips with the tip of his arm.

“ Your liver until it drips. You

lonely once to envy see it.”

Pout. Aran who wants to protest has no right choice of words to

refuting Han. “ Take those clothes to the dressing room. Don't look at the master

young”

Cih, why did I lose

si's words. This kind of situation I should have reciprocated.

But let alone retort, his heart

even justifying what Han said.

Aran brought a clothes hanger

towards the dressing room. Lay it out carefully. Before he could get out

glance at the price tag hanging on one of the clothes.

Haaaa! Did they spin the shirt

with gold thread?

“ Now why else with your face?”

Aran again approached Han who was already sitting quietly while looking at hp.

“ Sir, do you know the price of clothes

here?” see the row of clothes that are also neatly arranged in the section

displays.

“ You're so pale

just because seeing the price of the clothes” Han subconsciously raised his hand. Then

grabbing Aran's hair. The girl immediately jumped.

Some more! He took my hair again.

“ Sir!” Han immediately regained his senses and

he dropped the hair on his hand.

I've been completely crazy like

young master.

“ Sit.”  He said indifferently, not showing his true heart. Han pulled a chair

small round to the side. Aran looked at the chair.

Sit down as Han pats

the chair for the second time.

“ What we do now

sir?” There were only them and the shopkeepers standing waiting because all the preparations had already been made.

“ Waiting.”

Waiting what?

Aran saw Saga pull a hand

Daniah went into the dressing room where she had put her clothes.

“ What you want to do sir

Sagas. Why did he enter the dressing room?” Closing his mouth because

surprised by his own hypothesis.

“ Moreover, of course help miss

choosing clothes.”

“ What sir sure.” Holding smile. “

If mister Saga will only choose clothes for miss.” Aran's face that asked for approval. He doesn't want to think dirty alone.

“ What's with your head.” Pressing the index finger against Aran's forehead. " Huh! You're making an adult scene in your head." Aean's face was instantly red. Because it's true.

" Haha, what did your master say. I am still innocent and holy for such affairs. I don't know anything about it yet."

" Huh! then your fantasy in your novel is who are you cheating with?"

Aaaaaaaaa, why discuss that si.

***

" Dear!"

" What!" Both raise their voices. Daniah could no longer cover his feelings of regret. Because he was like repeating his birthday party.

" Just pick what I have to wear, baby." Soften the sound as slow as possible.

I'm tired! And why am I like dejavu?

" Which do you think is the best? this one, that one or the other?" Talk while giving clothes in her husband's arms. " You choose the best fit and best fit for me. I'll wear whatever you choose."

" The best?" Showing an aura of displeasure. "indeed who would choose the most suitable for you. I'll choose the least suitable one for you to wear."

Whaaat! There are people like you.

Dropped his clothes in his hand and pulled Daniah in his arms. " But why does everything you wear look beautiful." Dropping his head on Daniah's shoulder. "It must be because you're too pretty? I really don't want you to be seen by someone else tomorrow."

What a crazy reason it is! hey young master, I'm not very pretty know. What should be restless is me, there will be many of your friends. Many women of Helen's class would want to greet you. And you want me to dress up!

Daniah even thought that tomorrow would be like an inner war for her. Especially when she meets Helen. At least he should be able to hold his head up if he is compared. Although Saga protects her with the love she shows everyone. But he didn't want to be seen as unworthy of being next to Saga. He wants to show himself confidently.

" What about this one then?" Grabbing the clothes he tried earlier. "The color is calm on my skin."

" The aura of your face is even more visible. You're getting pretty!"

" I don't have to wear clothes!" Annoyed, slammed the clothes he was holding. Turning back the body returns the clothes that have been tried. Not seeing the person behind him being trembling held back in annoyance.

" What did you say? No clothes on."

Daniah turned the body. Astounded. " Haha honey, I'm just kidding." Aaaa.

Meanwhile outside.

" Mister Han why are they so long?" Aran was still staring at the locker room door. " Did nothing really happen there?"

No way! Aran's.

" What were you talking about with Aaron's doctor?" Han had no interest in discussing what was going on in the dressing room. " When the lady was in the examination room you were with her?"

Eh, why?

" Not say anything sir." Because just then the secretary Han and master Saga appeared, so there was indeed not much they were talking about.

" Arandita."

" He only spoke that master was a mad tiger." quickly replied. Reading the situation, if the secretary Han called with his full name it meant that he was holding back.

But I'm gonna find out you're a crazy tiger, so it doesn't matter. I even gave you that nickname.

" You didn't listen to me like that." It's created an atmosphere that makes a little claustrophobic. Aran was guessing which direction Han was talking.

" What sir?"

" Don't talk to him." Assertively. Sounds like it's marking his ownership.

Wait, he doesn't dislike that doctor. But does she not like it when I talk to the doctor? Is he jealous now!

The conclusion that made Aran excited himself. "Are you jealous because I spoke to Aaron's doctor."

Suddenly Han laughed. " What did Mun give you this morning? Until you get that shame and confidence." At the end of his sentence Han still laughed at Aran's sentence. But their eyes did not meet.

Idih, what try. Pouting annoyed. Aran wants to make the mood worse. So he will continue his argument.

" Mister." clutching his hand. Convince himself, if he wants to test Han. " Do you think I will never turn away from liking you." Come lure. Be provoked, I want to see your true heart so ask Aran expectantly.

" What do you want? Dating Dr Aaron?" Han still spoke in a normal tone.

Damnit damnit! why did he even ask that.

" Him!" half shouting. "I can't just switch hearts."

Han got up from sitting down. He looked at Aran, a smile on his lips appeared. " All right, you win."

" What! So you accept my feelings." Talk with spirit. The flowers in his heart instantly withered upon seeing Han's change in face. Han nodded slowly while laughing.

" It's so much confidence in you." Touching Aran's shoulder with his index finger. " Go! I want to see how far your heart has turned." Then left Aran because the locker room door was open.

Whaaat! Shame mixed with annoyance. How can he be so confident that he becomes human. And how did he know that Mr. Saga and the lady came out of the locker room!

Aran followed close, but was completely unwilling to look at Han.

Seriate