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.

about some new dishes

was reading the recipe, she heard footsteps coming from outside the

knew that Leonardo had returned

and continued to

in her hand from behind her. Seeing the name of one dish on it, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Bitter

turning her

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

angry before that, and

kicked Leonardo's shin angrily. "Give

recipe is more attractive than me?" Leonardo raised his eyebrows

him, "Yes. It's annoying to see

aside, lowered his head and lightly kissed Summer's lips. He hugged her before she could

help me? I have to ask the help of my dear wife for this

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

scratch her ears. Leonardo seemed to have guessed that she would do this. He held her hand

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

did Leonardo let go

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

she pushed his hand away, "Don't be like that. I'm going

anything and just looked at

have found another weakness of

pushed him away

Summer tried on five sets of dresses, the stylist was

stylist, every dress looked good, but

the mirror and being dressed up by them,

playing the beauty card on

that he

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

a man like Leonardo tried to be

...

stylists

a stunned expression, "Mrs. Emerson is so beautiful. Go downstairs and let Mr. Emerson see

into the

flamboyant red, making her fair skin look like

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