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.

been thinking about some new dishes recently. She planned to try

the recipe, she

had returned

pretended not to notice him and

hand from behind her. Seeing the name of one dish on it, he raised

back," Summer said without turning her head,

advantage of his height. Summer turned around and tried to stand on tiptoe

that, and

shin angrily. "Give me the

Leonardo raised his eyebrows and said in

at him, "Yes. It's

recipe aside, lowered his head and lightly kissed Summer's

I have to ask the help

had purposely made his voice deep, so that that sound

her ears itch. She reached out to scratch her ears. Leonardo seemed to have guessed that she would do this. He held her hand quietly and kissed her ear

her neck at the itch and shouted, "I'll

did

turned red. Leonardo

his hand away, "Don't be like that. I'm going to try on

anything and just

to have found another weakness of

funny? Stop laughing!" Summer pushed him away rudely and

dresses, the

of the stylist, every dress looked good, but she

mirror and being dressed up by them, Summer finally

playing the beauty card

bit like that

gentle when

a man like Leonardo tried to be gentle, no woman can

...

hour later, the stylists had finally

Emerson is

into the

making her

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