CELEBRITIES ARE NOT ARTISTS

UNSTRONG

Dean does not sleep all night, still sitting in front of his computer as well as Ren who helps Dean solve the mystery of Bian's hidden wife.

Dean's hands folded across his chest, watching the screen showing dozens of Bian victims.

"Bian's hidden wife is only eight, why in the report are there thirty? Bian never killed his victims, so why the thirties?" Dean twitched his temple in dizziness thinking of the most appropriate estimate.

Dean's eyes glanced at the sleeping Ren, stepping out of his room to rest as the clock had already shown three o'clock in the morning.

Dean's bedroom door opened, looking at Isel who had been sleeping soundly. Isel's clothes scattering on the floor became his very messy habit.

"When can you turn into an even tidier woman?" Dean chose to sleep next to Isel because his head was dizzy.

Isel's hands and feet were already on top of her husband's body, hugging tightly until there was no distance between the two.

Isel's smile is seen upon waking up realizing that Dean is by her side, Isel thinks her husband chose to spend time with Hairin.

The knock on the door of the room sounded, it did not feel that Isel woke up too comfortable sleeping in the arms of her husband.

"Who dares knock on the door?" Isel came down from the top of the bed, the sound of Isel being jolted down was heard as he slipped on his own clothes scattering.

Dean's eyes opened to see Isel who had fallen on his back, only a small smile was visible for Isel to squander his clothes.

"Fucking shirt, Isel's waist hurts so much." Isel tidied his clothes so as not to make him break his head.

A knock on the door again sounded, but it came to a halt after hearing Isel's angry shout.

"Uncle, Isel's waist hurts." Isel climbed onto Dean's body which still closed his eyes.

"Mistake it yourself, down your body cells are already heavy." Dean flips Isel's body to get under him.

Isel's two hands hugged Dean's neck, their eyes met. Isel's kiss landed could not be avoided because his head was held firmly.

"Sick Cell," said Dean felt his lips sore from being bitten.

"Insel lips resplendent Uncle." Many times Isel kissed him.

"Aware your brain is dirty when you are a child" Dean replied asking Isel to release it.

Isel's protest was heard because he was already a big boy and not a kid anymore as Dean had said.

Dean's eyes closed, his hands squeezing the pillow felt the pain in his neck not just one place, but more than three.

"Ais, I can't possibly hold a greeting if Isel keeps fishing. However I am a normal man of lust," the inner Dean restrained himself from being provoked.

Isel's smile can be seen rubbing Dean's neck red from a slow bite, Isel's embrace is very tight fearing losing Dean who is so loved.

"Sel, are you okay? you haven't told me about Bian?"

Isel's lips immediately pouted, Dean was very smart to distract so that his lust was not provoked.

"Bian, she's already Om-om, but still sexy. Isel looked at her sexy chest, there continued to be fine fur on her chest. Her stomach is flat and there are muscles." Isel's eyes closed imagining Bian's body in the imagination.

Dean who heard Isel hit his forehead strongly to stop fouling his useless brain, let alone think of the body of another man when he already had a husband.

"Wake up Isel, otherwise I throw you into the bathtub." Dean pulled Isel's hand to stand up from his sleep.

"Uncle, Isel has not finished the story, Uncle asked about Bian. Listen a little more, under the stomach there ...." Isel's mouth was silenced making him not wart.

Dean's hand shut Isel's mouth, asking him to stop talking so Dean's ears don't get hot which makes him emotional.

"The uncle asked?"

"That's all Isel saw, she was sexier than Uncle." Isel's smile was seen when Dean kissed his lips to stop talking, immediately quickly stepping away to the toilet.

Isel's two hands covered his face because Dean personally kissed him so gently just because he didn't want Isel to talk about Bian.

"Uncle uncle, if Uncle knew if Isel threw a fork into his chest." Isel pulled the blanket rolling his body.

Dean's voice calling was heard asking Isel to take his towel which must have been thrown Isel carelessly somewhere.

Dean's call was getting higher and more upset because Isel did not beat him at all.

"Ghiselin," call Dean.

"Yes Uncle, why?"

"Because of you, where are my towels?"

"Handel .. sorry uncle wet towel fell into the bathtub." Isel searches for Dean's towel which he also forgot to put where.

"Just towel you," asked Dean in a hurry because he had a lot of work to do.

"Anu .. had Isel borrowed by Brayen last night, because he was bathing in the apartment." Isel covered her ears as the door opened and slammed firmly.

Isel's heart was pounding, afraid to look at Dean who was staring at him sharply asking what Isel was saying.

"Where's Brayen taking a shower?" Dean ruffled his still-drenched hair.

"In another room, the bath was the same as Isel." Isel's smile was visible, his eyes immediately sparkled seeing Dean not wearing a shirt just thin shorts.

Dean's head bowed to see his body coming out of the bathroom wearing only shorts. Hurry Dean picks up his shirt to change in the bathroom.

Isel's laughter immediately sounded funny looking at Dean whose face was red withstanding embarrassment from being seen by Isel with big wide eyes.

A knock on the door again rang out, Isel opened the door seeing Hairin standing in front of the room door.

"Sel Parts," said Hairin softly.

"For my sister, what's wrong?"

"Where's Dean, she said Brayen's Dean's room?"

Isel's smile was visible, nodding his head justifying letting Hairin in to see Dean, while Isel went straight out.

The bathroom door opened, Dean asked Isel to help dry his hair, but was shocked by Hairin in his room.

"Sorry Dean, why are you and Isel one room? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ask a lot of questions because I used Isel's room?" Hairin apologizes because Isel had to hitch a ride to sleep in her Uncle's room.

Dean's head nodded, looking at Hairin who was looking up at the table was a picture of Isel and Dean smiling together.

"It's also Isel's room, we were married a few months ago," Dean said honestly, not wanting anyone to misunderstand the relationship.

Hairin's head nodded, not yet aware of Dean's remark, as he subconsciously looked directly at Dean in shock and out of words just a question mark filled gaze.

"You must be confused? it's true I'm Uncle Isel, and she's my niece Princess Diana's daughter. We're getting married not breaking anything because me and Sis Di are not siblings, not many people know about this, but that's a fact." Dean asked Hairin out because he didn't want any misunderstandings, they could talk outside the room.

"Your joke is funny Dean," Hairin replied with a smile.

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