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.

the recipe. She had been thinking about some new dishes recently. She

the recipe, she heard footsteps coming

she knew that Leonardo had returned

not to notice him and

Seeing the name of one dish on it, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Bitter gourd

Summer said without turning

lifted it high, taking advantage of his height. Summer turned around and tried to stand on tiptoe to get the book, but she

angry before that,

kicked Leonardo's shin angrily. "Give

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

at him, "Yes. It's annoying to see

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

whispered in a low voice, "Didn't you want to help me? I have to

purposely made his voice

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

neck at the itch and shouted,

Only then did Leonardo let

red. Leonardo couldn't help but reach out and

pushed his hand away, "Don't be like that. I'm

anything and just looked at her with a

seemed to have found

so funny? Stop laughing!" Summer pushed him away rudely and went

sets of dresses, the stylist was finally satisfied with

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

and being

playing the beauty card

was also a bit like that he

gentle when he hugged her and softened his voice to call

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

...

hour later, the stylists

expression, "Mrs. Emerson is so beautiful. Go downstairs and

into

dress was flamboyant red, making her

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