Crazy Deal's

Early Symptoms

Love does not make the earth spin, but causes the wheels to spin, walking to a destination.

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"Areally immoral men! Holy hooch! How could the handsome Austin and the charming Lexi have such frozen siblings."

Isabell went down the stairs, grumbling. He no longer had the courage to examine the other rooms. Fuck the suitcase!

"Isabell?"

Hearing his name called, he immediately turned to the source of the voice. His heart immediately turned upside down as soon as he saw a figure leisurely waltzing across the main hall. His appearance was a little messy, his half-bonded hair was tied up carelessly. The jeans worn started to fade. Austin, the man finally showed up. The good news is that her boyfriend knows her name.

Austin said my name! Oh my God, I can't believe this!

"You're Isabell, aren't you?"

His heart that had just soared suddenly plunged freely. Austin didn't really know her. The man raised a question just to make sure.

Austin is eroding the distance between them. The man removed the leather jacket from his body and threw it just like that. Faded jeans that start to swerve with sleeveless shirts then messy hair. I don't know why all the fusion makes him look so manly. Very manly. Thought Isabell so he had already forgotten his frustration because Austin did not really remember him.

His smile naturally expanded once Austin stood a meter before him. The man pulled out the phone, looked at the screen of the phone and then Isabell's face. Repeatedly, three times as possible.

"Rightly true," Austin held up his phone with the screen facing Isabell. The picture was clearly displayed there because Austin deliberately enlarged the photo.

"Ha-Hai," Isabell waved his hand very stiffly. The smile on his face also slowly faded, turning into a strange grin on his unique face.

"Hi," Unlike the stiffness experienced by Isabell, Austin actually replied casually. Yeah, who is he? There's no way an Austin dies in style in front of him.

"What are you doing here?"

The question is definitely not a sweet welcome word. Although it can be guessed that Austin will not be happy with the surprise of his presence at the man's house, still seeing Austin's lacklustre reaction made his guts growl. It feels like a dust grain that must be removed.

"I... Hmm, i... Oh, Mom invited me to dinner. How are you?"

Isabell bit his tongue. The question sounds formal and full of boring stale bases.

Austin aimed both of his shoulders indifferently, "As seen. Fine."

See, no feedback. Austin doesn't care about the news. Dead-end conversation. Then what should he do. If in the drama that he often watched, a pair of fiancees will embrace each other once met.

The situation with Austin is a little different. Let alone a hug, Austin's gesture clearly showed discomfort in his presence. Looks like he has to rethink about staying in this house. Could be dead tick him.

"I'm good too."

Oh my God, why should I announce! I just made myself look even more stupid in front of him.

Uh! Finally got a question. Isabell nodded his head quickly. Hearing that Austin knew his job made him happy. Would it be wrong for him to assume Austin was secretly watching him? Sometimes he does deliberately create stories in the form of selfie photos. But not once did Austin see his story. So how did Austin know if the shirt he was wearing was a working uniform.

"Solar?"

"Huh?" Confused by the man's one-word question.

"Your uniform must make you sultry."

"Ooh."

"Clean yourself. Mom and Dad are going down. Dinner will come."

"Yes. I'll be upstairs soon. Hm, are you going down too?"

"Yes. I'm going down."

Isabell smiled and showed off his rows of wire-tipped teeth. Austin's eyebrows swooped as he watched the woman's mouth. Austin hurriedly turned his eyes.

"I also need to clean my body." Austin is over. Isabell watched his back which was fielded. His fiancee stepped wide, climbing two steps at once.

"The legs are long, sturdy and nice."

"What's good and strong?"

Isabell was shocked. With a quick movement he turned to the source of the voice. Pax Willson, the father of his handsome fiancee enters the house.

"Dad, I thought you were in the room."

"No," short, solid and clear. The middle-aged man was now standing before Isabell. Almost all the genes of the man were inherited by his youngest son, Austin, who was none other than his own fiancee.

"Mom's looking for you in the room."

"Then, Dad should go to the room," his hand rubbed Isabell's head before leaving the girl.

"This is the picture of my future home. Austin's gonna be coming for me as soon as I know I'm looking for him." Isabell giggled amusedly.

"What are the initial symptoms?"

Oh my God, why do the men in this house often appear all of a sudden.

This time Isabell did not turn around with vigor. He was reluctant to look.

"There has never been an incident in this house someone laughs crazily for no reason. You better see a doctor." Darren passed by and passed by. Hells!!