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

she heard

knew that Leonardo had returned

notice him and

her hand from behind her. Seeing the

back," Summer said without turning her head,

taking advantage 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 even touch

that,

angrily. "Give me

than me?" Leonardo raised

him, "Yes. It's annoying to see

put the recipe aside, lowered his head and lightly kissed

I

had purposely made his voice

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 lightly.

at the itch and shouted, "I'll

did Leonardo let go of

were sensitive and they turned red. Leonardo couldn't help but

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

and just looked at her with

found

Stop laughing!" Summer pushed him

dresses, the stylist was finally

the stylist, every dress looked good, but she

of the mirror and being dressed up by them, Summer finally

Leonardo playing the beauty card on her

bit like that he

gentle when he hugged

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

...

later, the stylists had

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

into

making her fair skin look like it

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