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.

thinking about some new dishes recently. She

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

she knew that Leonardo had returned the moment she

him and continued to focus

the name of one dish on it,

Summer said without turning her head, her tone extremely

turned around and tried to stand on tiptoe to get the

angry before that, and

kicked Leonardo's shin angrily. "Give me

than me?" Leonardo raised his eyebrows and said

glared at him, "Yes. It's

of being angry. He put the recipe aside, lowered his head and lightly kissed Summer's lips. He hugged her before

me? I have to ask

to mention that he had purposely made his voice

ears. Leonardo seemed to have guessed that she would do this. He held her hand quietly and kissed her ear lightly. "Are you going

her neck at the itch and shouted,

then did Leonardo let go of

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

hand away, "Don't

and just looked at

found

Summer pushed him away rudely and

dresses, the stylist was

good, but she felt that Summer could try

front of the mirror and being dressed up by them,

beauty card on

a bit like that he was

gentle when he hugged her and softened his

to be gentle,

...

stylists had finally finished their

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

into

her fair skin look

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