Predestined Marriage

Chapter 149: Please, My Dear Wife

Carl discovered that there were many similar questions on the Internet.

But the following answers are essentially the same:

"How long have you been knelt down to him?"

"It is impossible. Before you can make him kneel down, you will give in first."

"Naive."

"There was once a person who asked this question. Then ... he died."

"..."

What the hell were these comments?

Carl looked at many similar posts and found that they had basically the same answers.

There was also a poster came back to answer his own question with only one sentence. "Kneeling down doesn’t feel that bad!"

Carl threw his phone aside and sat down to deal with the documents.

He was also very desperate for being unable to defeat Leonardo.

...

It took Leonardo 20 minutes to get home.

Although Summer asked the stylists to go back, they were unwilling to leave.

She had no choice but to serve them tea in the living room, while she went to the kitchen to cook dinner leisurely.

When Leonardo returned, they had already drunk enough tea. When they saw Leonardo, it was as if they saw a savior. "Mr. Emerson!"

Leonardo glanced at them and asked the bodyguard, "Where is Mrs. Emerson?"

"She is in the kitchen." The bodyguard pointed at the kitchen.

the recipe. She had been thinking about some

she heard footsteps coming from outside the

knew that Leonardo had returned the moment she heard

pretended not to notice him and

in her hand from behind her. Seeing the name of one dish on

turning

it high, taking advantage of his height. Summer turned around and tried to stand on tiptoe to get the book, but

that, and now

kicked Leonardo's shin angrily. "Give me the

raised his eyebrows and said

him, "Yes.

aside, lowered his head and lightly kissed Summer's lips.

help me? I have to ask the help

was originally low and pleasant, not to mention that he had purposely made his voice deep, so that

to have guessed that she would do this. He held her hand quietly and kissed her

shrunk her neck at the itch

did

were sensitive and they turned red. Leonardo couldn't help but reach out and pinch her

"Don't be like that. I'm going to

anything and just looked

seemed to have found

laughing!" Summer pushed him away rudely and went

dresses, the stylist was

looked good, but she felt that Summer could

being dressed up

playing the beauty

was also a bit like that he was trying

Leonardo's usually gloomy and cold face, he was already being really gentle when he hugged her and softened his

a man like Leonardo tried to be gentle,

...

stylists had

"Mrs. Emerson is so beautiful. Go downstairs and let

into

red, making her fair skin look like it

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