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 planned to try

was reading the recipe, she heard footsteps coming from

knew that Leonardo had returned the moment she heard the

notice him and

recipe in her hand from behind her. Seeing the name of one dish on it, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Bitter gourd

without turning her head, her tone extremely

his height. Summer turned around and tried to stand on tiptoe to get the book, but she was much shorter than him

had been angry before that, and

angrily. "Give me the

Leonardo raised his eyebrows and said in

"Yes. It's annoying to see

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

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

purposely made

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

her neck at the itch and shouted,

Only then did Leonardo let go of

ears were sensitive and they turned red. Leonardo

pushed his hand away, "Don't be like

didn't say anything and just looked

to have found another weakness of

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

on five sets of dresses, the stylist was

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

of the mirror and being dressed up by them, Summer

playing the beauty card on

like that he was trying to

he was already being really gentle

tried to be gentle, no

...

the stylists had finally

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

into the

making her fair skin look like it

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