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.

was reading the recipe. She had been thinking about some new dishes recently. She planned to

reading the recipe, she heard footsteps coming from outside

miraculously, she knew that Leonardo had returned the moment

to notice him and

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

said without turning

height. Summer turned around and tried to stand on tiptoe to get the book, but she was much shorter

angry before that, and now she was

angrily. "Give me

me?" Leonardo raised

him, "Yes. It's annoying to

lowered his head and lightly kissed

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

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

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

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

did Leonardo let go of

red. Leonardo

she pushed his hand away, "Don't

didn't say anything and just

have found

pushed

tried on five sets of dresses, the stylist was finally satisfied with

good, but she

being dressed up by

playing the beauty card on her just

bit like that he was trying to seduce

gloomy and cold face, he was already being really gentle when he hugged her and softened his voice to call

be

...

later, the stylists had

is so beautiful. Go downstairs and let Mr. Emerson

looked into

dress was flamboyant red, making her fair skin look like it

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