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 planned to

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

she knew that Leonardo had returned the moment

notice him and continued to focus on her

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

Summer said without turning

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

before that, and now she was

angrily.

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

"Yes. It's annoying to

He put the recipe aside, lowered his head and lightly kissed

you want to help me? I have to ask the help of my dear

mention that he had purposely made his voice deep, so that that sound of that “wife” was added

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

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

you." Only then did Leonardo

red. Leonardo couldn't help but reach out and pinch

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

say anything and just

to have found

so funny? Stop laughing!" Summer pushed him

of dresses, the stylist

looked good, but she felt that Summer could try

in front of the mirror and being

playing the beauty card

like that he

being really gentle when he

man like Leonardo tried to be gentle, no woman can reject his

...

stylists had finally finished their

"Mrs. Emerson is so beautiful. Go downstairs

into

flamboyant red, making her fair

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