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.

had been thinking about

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

miraculously, she knew that Leonardo had returned the moment she heard

to notice him and

and saw the recipe in her hand from behind her. Seeing the

turning her head,

advantage of his height. Summer turned around and tried to stand on tiptoe to get the book,

that, and now she

Leonardo's shin angrily. "Give me the

raised his eyebrows and said in a

at him, "Yes. It's annoying

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

"Didn't you want to help me? I have to

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

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

her neck at the itch

Only then did

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

was embarrassed so she pushed his hand away, "Don't be like

just looked at her

to have found another weakness

funny? Stop laughing!" Summer pushed him away rudely

dresses, the stylist was finally satisfied

good, but she felt that Summer could

and being dressed up by them, Summer

Leonardo playing the beauty card on

a bit like that he was trying to seduce

being really gentle when

to be gentle, no

...

hour later, the stylists had finally finished

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

into

flamboyant red, making her fair skin

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