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.

had been thinking about some

she was reading the recipe, she heard

that Leonardo had returned the moment she heard the

not to notice him and continued

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

without turning her

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

angry before that, and now she was even

angrily.

raised his eyebrows and said in a serious

at him, "Yes. It's

angry. He put the recipe aside, lowered his head and lightly kissed Summer's lips. He hugged her before she could

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

made his voice deep, so that that sound of that “wife”

have guessed that she would do this. He held her hand quietly and

at the itch and shouted, "I'll

Only then did Leonardo let go

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

away, "Don't be like that.

anything and just looked at

seemed to have found another weakness of

Stop laughing!" Summer pushed him

of dresses, the stylist was finally

stylist, every dress looked good, but she felt

of the mirror and being dressed up by them,

beauty card on her

bit like that he was trying to seduce

already being really gentle when he hugged her and softened his voice to call her "dear

a man like Leonardo tried to be gentle, no

...

stylists had finally

said with a stunned expression, "Mrs. Emerson is so

looked into

flamboyant red, making her fair skin look

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