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.

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

the recipe, she heard

she knew that Leonardo had returned

not to notice him and continued

recipe in her hand from behind her. Seeing the name of

without turning her head, her

of 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

kicked Leonardo's shin angrily.

Leonardo raised his

him, "Yes.

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

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

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

scratch her ears. Leonardo seemed to have guessed that she would do this. He

the itch and

then did Leonardo let go of

turned red. Leonardo couldn't help but reach out

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

anything and just looked at

seemed to have found

funny? Stop laughing!" Summer pushed him away rudely

five sets of dresses, the stylist was finally

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

front of the mirror and being

playing the beauty card on her just

that he

gentle when he hugged her and softened his voice to call

be gentle, no

...

later, the stylists

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

into

red, making her fair skin look like

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