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.

been thinking about some new

recipe, she heard footsteps coming from

that Leonardo had

to notice him and continued to focus on her

behind her. Seeing the name of one dish on it, he raised his

without turning

around and tried to stand on tiptoe to

before that,

angrily.

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

"Yes. It's annoying

aside, lowered his head and lightly kissed Summer's lips. He hugged her before she

voice, "Didn't you want to help me? I have to ask the help of my dear wife

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

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

at the

Only then did Leonardo let go of

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

embarrassed so she pushed his hand away, "Don't be like that. I'm going

and just looked

found another

Summer pushed

dresses, the stylist was finally

stylist, every dress looked good, but she

and being dressed up

playing the beauty card on her just

that he was trying

gentle when

Leonardo tried to be gentle, no woman can

...

the stylists had finally finished

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

into

her fair skin look

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