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 dishes recently. She planned to

she heard footsteps coming from

had returned

notice him and continued

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

turning her head, her tone

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

that, and now

kicked Leonardo's shin angrily. "Give

me?" Leonardo raised his eyebrows and

at him, "Yes. It's annoying to

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

help me? I have to ask

made his voice deep, so

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 ear

her neck at the itch and

you." Only then did

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

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

say anything and just looked at her with

seemed to have found another weakness of

Stop laughing!" Summer pushed him

sets of dresses, the stylist

of the stylist, every dress looked good, but she felt that Summer could try

mirror and being dressed up by them, Summer

Leonardo playing the beauty card on her

bit like that he was trying to

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

be gentle,

...

hour later, the stylists had finally finished

stylist said with a stunned expression, "Mrs. Emerson is so beautiful.

into the

red, making her fair skin look like it

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