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.

She had been thinking about some new

recipe, she heard footsteps coming from outside

miraculously, she knew that Leonardo had

pretended not to notice him and continued to

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

turning her head, her

out the book from her hand and lifted it high, taking advantage of his height. Summer turned around and tried to stand on tiptoe to get the book, but she was much shorter than him and couldn't even touch the

before that, and now she was even

kicked Leonardo's shin angrily. "Give

attractive than me?" Leonardo raised his

at him, "Yes. It's annoying to see

aside, lowered his head and lightly

low voice, "Didn't you want to help me? I have to ask the help of my dear wife for this

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

guessed that she would do this. He held her hand quietly and kissed her ear lightly. "Are you going to the dinner

neck at the itch and

did Leonardo let

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

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

just looked at

to have found another weakness of

pushed

sets of dresses, the stylist was finally satisfied with

dress looked good, but she felt that Summer

the mirror and being

beauty card on her just

also a bit like that he was trying to seduce

gloomy and cold face, he was already being really gentle when he

like Leonardo tried to be gentle, no woman can reject

...

hour later, the stylists had finally finished their

a stunned expression, "Mrs. Emerson is

into the

red, making her fair skin look like

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